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1) On April 1, 1993 The Fiends story really began in the small fishing village of Vancouver, situated on the South West Coast of British Columbia Canada. The Fiends first consisted with Greg Johnson (The Worst) on vocals, Brian Olinek (The Enigmas) on Bass, Dan Small on Guitar, James T Massacre (JP5) on Drums and Johnny 13 Fingers (Color Me Psycho) on organ. This short lasting line up produced there first EP "Zombie A-GO-GO" on Primitive Records weeks later and the line-up curse has haunted them ever since Later that summer after many beers and an organ transplant, thee mighty Sam Salmon. The Fiends had their first full length LP "Zombies Have Feeling Too" written, recorded and mixed for Music Maniac Records in Germany. It was released as volume Twelve of the Teen Trash series in 1994 and is hard to find in North America. The curse continued in 1995 with the replacement of Dan Small to the Mysterious Vanishing Grog Watson (The Minstrels) on Guitar and Organ. This line up created the LP "In Scario" on Dionysus Records and the EP "She's Not Broken" on Dr. Mushroom Records of Greece. Here we go again, the year 1997. James is replaced with Jayson Solyom (The Spitfires) on Drums and Micheal Meyers takes over the job of pumping the organ. These troublemakers released their second LP on Dionysus Records "Gravedigger" and the EP "She Looks Outta Sight" and the EP "Gravedigger" on Cleavelands Sonic Swirl Records. The band also made it back alive from a trip down the West Coast, playing Seattle, San Francisco, Hollywood and Los Angles. The Fiends are working on a new LP with help of Zippy Pinhead(Dils, DOA, Rick Springfield, and ect), Marcus Finn Lander(Motorama), Chad Homes, Riewurt Burtenaga(Night Stalkers) and Greg Johnson(Worst, Greggie and the Graverobbers). Record in works, and still not dead.
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2) The Fiends are a 3-piece pop-punk band.
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3) The Fiends were Steven Collins of The Owl Service, Dom Cooper of The Straw Bear Band and Jason Steel. They performed at the Midwich Records Halloween Bash on October 29th 2009, performing cover versions of Danzig songs.
Don
The Fiends Lyrics
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My Lord, I'm in a bad situation again
First forgive me for my sins
Past, present, and future
I ain't eat in a couple days
All I'm trying to tell you
Is this here, I see a opportunity to eat
It's them niggas sleeping across the street
I was a reject on the ghetto blocks
In the end thangs trend thangs servin out them rocks(baby)
Quanties but I know nobody
In this contest I got to hold somebody
Got a gun name Scottie
And he bout to put his beam on him
I want to if he know I'm bout to put that gangsta lean on him(bzzzz)
Thinkin' to myself it's only for the worst if I miss him
When I'm cappin' none of you take it personal
Bustin' got me stuck, (damn) All I see is brains bitch
2 more got to go and I got the aim still(gunshots)
Don't blame this
I said you was go bleed when I greed
It was a matter of time before my mind it find speed
Proceed with 2 slaves damn open it up like Keize Soza
Broke it off to a J' everyday
For all the pay
My beretta say a better day
And I believe that nigga
Money go make souls leave that nigga
Chorus x2
You see I don't fuck around I don't even have to say
Cause all the G's around my way
Know that I don't play (nigga)
My mind already made that FIEND callin' the shots
(I'm callin the shots)
My nine already engrave we got the ride that's hot(horn honking)
It done got to hot in my neighborhood
So I'm a chill minute and make the flavor good
It's understood
That this nigga got to eat(I'm hungry)
So I'm a handle my bussiness on these triflin' streets
My rifle keeps
My mind at ease at all times
Along with a blunt helps commit all crimes
My style brangin' the whole, put me into crack
My paper stack
Even though I did erase the black(so what)
Picture that
A survivor takin' and robbin' for his
I want to guide the surviving kids
After me
Next I done bought me some plastic glocks
And teach my lil homies how to sell and bag these rocks
I'm a beast some say I'm just like Gotti
Mainataining my respect with my A-k shottie
Don't know karate
But I got some hands of steel
(slap slap didn't I tell ya bout playin huh)
But baby in these streets it's kill or be killed
Murderous skills
Ready to do what I gotta
Keys for 1-3 so I got a lot on the collar(come hollar at the collar)
Herion and powder
This shit go keep me in power
I want money as my mattress and take moet showers
Drug deals go sour
That's why my gat on the side
So want ya come test the mother fuckin' baddest alive
Chorus x2
I ain't to be fucking with I'm a Jones nigga
Born to get it on for the throne
The dirt I did got me named Capone
Blowin' homes
In revenge, for my partners and kins
Murdered many men
Some personal but mostly for ends
My sins
Be forgotten, survivors actin rotten
With the cocaine crockin'
I got the Champagne poppin'
Plottin up stragetted warfares
For my heirs, Nigga
I don't care
For that ? got me scared
Somewhere niggas made it home
With there loss souls
Heads I done toss those
Left in the crossroads(handle that)
The yard full with mother fuckers who died in the game
But a car full of niggas died crying my name
Releasing pain like Charde
But in my way(my way)
Split a blunt on the highway(highway)
Cause it was my say(my say)
I died that day but GOD told me finish my task
Hit the hash, grab all the guns and cash
And dash
Chorus till end
The Fiend's song Don depicts the life of a person who is struggling to survive in the tough, unforgiving streets. The singer is alone, hungry, and has not eaten in a couple of days. He sees a group of people sleeping across the street and, desperate for food, decides to rob and kill them. The song's chorus depicts the singer's tough exterior and his determination to survive without relying on anyone.
The lyrics detail the singer's life, full of crime and violence, playing out his depravity and selfishness. He describes how he started dealing drugs to get by and slowly descended into a life of murder and mayhem. Despite his choices, the singer's belief in God is clear, as he asks for forgiveness for his past, present, and future sins.
The song Don talks about the adversities and challenges of the streets and the ghettos, giving listeners a glimpse into the reality of life for many people in these areas. The song depicts the harsh realities of street life, including violence, drug dealing, and survival, showcasing how some people may resort to extreme measures to make ends meet.
Line by Line Meaning
My Lord, I'm in a bad situation again
I'm in trouble again, please forgive me for my sins.
First forgive me for my sins
I'm asking for forgiveness for my past, present, and future sins.
Past, present, and future
I'm seeking forgiveness for all the things I have done and may do.
I ain't eat in a couple days
I haven't eaten in a while.
All I'm trying to tell you
I just want to let you know that...
Is this here, I see a opportunity to eat
I have found an opportunity to get food.
It's them niggas sleeping across the street
The people sleeping across the street are who I am referring to.
And I'm go get em' (gun shots)
I am going to get them.
I was a reject on the ghetto blocks
I didn't fit in with the people in the ghetto.
In the end thangs trend thangs servin out them rocks (baby)
In the end, things turned out different for me, and I started dealing drugs.
Quanties but I know nobody
I sell drugs, but I don't know anyone that I can trust.
In this contest I got to hold somebody
In this business, I have to hold onto somebody for protection.
Got a gun name Scottie
My gun's name is Scottie.
And he bout to put his beam on him
And he's about to point the laser sight at him.
I wanna if he know I'm bout to put that gangsta lean on him (bzzzz)
I wonder if he knows I'm about to shoot him.
Thinkin' to myself it's only for the worst if I miss him
If I miss the shot, it will only make things worse.
When I'm cappin' none of you take it personal
When I'm shooting, don't take it personally.
Bustin' got me stuck, (damn) All I see is brains bitch
Shooting someone has left me in shock, and all I can see is their brain.
2 more got to go and I got the aim still(gunshots)
I need to shoot two more people, and my aim is still good.
Don't blame this
Don't blame me for what I'm doing.
I said you was go bleed when I greed
I said you were going to bleed when I pulled the trigger.
It was a matter of time before my mind it find speed
I knew it was only a matter of time before my mind became quick enough to shoot people.
Proceed with 2 slaves damn open it up like Keize Soza
I'm going to continue with my plan to rob these men, with my two companions.
Broke it off to a J' everyday
I sold some of the drugs I stole to pay for a joint.
For all the pay
For all the money I made from selling drugs.
My beretta say a better day
My gun helps me feel more confident and powerful.
And I believe that nigga
And I trust my gun.
Money go make souls leave that nigga
Money is powerful enough to lead people to their death.
Chorus x2
Refrain twice.
My mind already made that FIEND callin' the shots
I have already made up my mind, and I am in control of this situation.
(I'm calling the shots)
I'm the one in control.
My nine already engrave we got the ride that's hot(horn honking)
I have already marked my gun, and we have a fast car.
It done got to hot in my neighborhood
The crime rate in my neighborhood is too high.
So I'm a chill minute and make the flavor good
So, I'm going to lay low and wait for an opportunity to arise.
It's understood
It is known.
That this nigga got to eat(I'm hungry)
I need to eat something.
So I'm a handle my bussiness on these triflin' streets
So, I'm going to do what I need to do to survive on these dangerous streets.
My rifle keeps
My gun keeps me safe.
My mind at ease at all times
I'm always at ease when I have my gun with me.
Along with a blunt helps commit all crimes
Smoking a joint helps me feel more confident to commit crimes.
My style brangin' the whole, put me into crack
My reputation for being able to sell drugs has made me popular.
My paper stack
I have a lot of money.
Even though I did erase the black(so what)
Even though I got my money illegally.
Picture that
Imagine that.
A survivor takin' and robbing for his
I'm just trying to survive and support myself.
I want to guide the surviving kids
I want to help younger generations survive.
After me
After my time.
Next I done bought me some plastic glocks
I've bought some fake guns to use as a backup.
And teach my lil homies how to sell and bag these rocks
I'm going to teach my young friends how to sell and package the drugs.
I'm a beast some say I'm just like Gotti
Some people say I'm a monster or like the famous criminal Gotti.
Mainataining my respect with my A-k shottie
I maintain my respect with my AK-47 rifle.
Don't know karate
I don't know martial arts.
But I got some hands of steel
I'm still strong and can defend myself without martial arts.
(slap slap didn't I tell ya bout playin huh)
I hit someone for playing around.
But baby in these streets it's kill or be killed
I have to be tough and ready to kill or be killed.
Murderous skills
I have skills to kill people.
Ready to do what I gotta
I'm ready to do what I need to do to survive.
Keys for 1-3 so I got a lot on the collar(come hollar at the collar)
I have a lot of drugs, so call me if you want some.
Herion and powder
Heroin and cocaine.
This shit go keep me in power
These drugs will keep me powerful.
I want money as my mattress and take moet showers
I want to have a lot of money and live a luxurious life.
Drug deals go sour
Drug deals can go wrong.
That's why my gat on the side
That's why I carry my gun with me all the time.
So want ya come test the mother fuckin' baddest alive
Don't mess with me, I am the baddest person alive.
Chorus x2
Refrain twice.
I ain't to be fucking with I'm a Jones nigga
Don't mess with me, I'm a survivor.
Born to get it on for the throne
I was born to compete for the top spot.
The dirt I did got me named Capone
The crimes I have committed have given me a notorious name.
Blowin' homes
I'm blowing up houses.
In revenge, for my partners and kins
I'm getting revenge for my family and friends who have been killed.
Murdered many men
I have killed many men.
Some personal but mostly for ends
Some for personal reasons, but mostly for business.
My sins
My crimes.
Be forgotten, survivors actin rotten
People forget my crimes, but those who survived are not doing well.
With the cocaine crockin'
With my cocaine business.
I got the Champagne poppin'
I'm celebrating my success with champagne.
Plottin up stragetted warfares
I'm planning strategic attacks.
For my heirs, Nigga
For my future generations.
I don't care
I don't care about anything.
For that ? got me scared
That thing got me scared.
Somewhere niggas made it home
Some people made it home safely.
With there loss souls
But some became lost souls.
Heads I done toss those
I have thrown away the heads of those who died.
Left in the crossroads(handle that)
I left their heads at the crossroad.
The yard full with mother fuckers who died in the game
The cemetery is full of people who died in the drug business.
But a car full of niggas died crying my name
But some people died and blamed me.
Releasing pain like Charde
They are releasing pain like Charde.
But in my way(my way)
But I'm doing what I want.
Split a blunt on the highway(highway)
I'm smoking a joint while driving on the highway.
Cause it was my say(my say)
Because I can do whatever I want.
I died that day but GOD told me finish my task
I almost died, but God told me to finish my mission.
Hit the hash, grab all the guns and cash
I smoked some hash and gathered all my guns and money, and left.
And dash
And ran away.
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Written by: CRAIG STEPHEN LAWSON, R. JONES
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