Fred's Got Slacks
The Flatliners Lyrics

Destroy positions of power and what stands between you and the final stretch
Tear down the systems of authority and any obstacles preventing you from reaching the end goal

Where you find out what happens in the end
Once you reach the end, you'll finally discover how everything turns out

Man on the corner preaching, screaming the devil is coming!
A street preacher is warning about an impending evil

And the earth will plummet to the ground again
The disaster will cause the earth to fall from the sky

I hope to death that no one knows and they don't find a way
I dread the thought of anyone discovering a method of deception, dishonesty or thievery

To bullshit, cheat, lie, and steal
To engage in fraudulent activities, dishonesty or theft

Then run away through the trenches and the streets
To escape through underground tunnels and public roads

The famous alleyway
The well-known, notorious backstreet

I've got a feeling that today is not my day
Today does not seem like a good day for me

The facts have been stated, they're implausible
The truth has been presented, but it seems unbelievable

The cause of the week
The reason for the latest issue or problem

Too heavy for a freak like me
The burden is too much to bear for an unconventional person like myself

Like me
An emphasis on the above statement, that I am indeed not cut out for this task

Hit the brick running with the rhythm in your feet
Start full speed ahead, in time with the beat

And all your feelings in a fist
Put all your emotions into a powerful punch

It's too much to resist when you're only 16
The temptation becomes too strong when you're young and inexperienced

Waiting for the weekend train to come
Anticipating the arrival of the train that will take us away for the weekend

Right outta here
Leave this place immediately

6 strings to the wind and I'm gone
I'm departing with my guitar, ready to face whatever comes my way

Head on collision with the barrel of our social forms gun
Directly confronting and rebelling against the societal norms and expectations

When the shells hit the ground, it's time to go home
Once the bullets have been fired and the danger has passed, it's time to return to safety

Apathetic, were pathetic
We lack concern, making us pitiful

It's easy to see
It's obvious to anyone observing

The fires ignited and the flames have gotten the best of me
The problems have spiraled out of control and overwhelmed me

Hands up, fists high
Raise your arms and clench your fists, indicating readiness for battle

For everyone to see!
Making a public display of our intent to fight for our beliefs

Were destructive, so disruptive
We are causing damage and chaos

It's gotten to me
It has reached a point where I feel affected by it

Let's hit the streets and show 'em what we mean
Take to the roads and demonstrate our passionate views

Hey!
An exclamation, often used to garner attention

We've got the heart and mind to mix in with the gasoline
We possess both the passion and the capability to fuel the fire of our rebellion

Hopping along the border of what's rude and what's insane
Edging along the line between what is considered impolite and what is downright irrational

It's the same as everyday
This situation is no different from any other recurring situation

Everyday is the same
Each daily occurrence is repetitive and monotonous

Still haven't found the answers to the questions I've been asking
I am still searching for solutions to the inquiries I have been posing

And nothing strikes resemblance to the memory I remember
Nothing bears any resemblance to the recollection I have retained

Those days, didn't they seem so long ago?
Doesn't it feel like those times were so far back in the past?

Free to go wherever we wanted
We had the liberty to travel to any place we desired

Free to say no
We could decline or refuse any requests without fear of reprisal

End of the line and we're really wasting time
We have reached the final destination, but we're not making the most of our time

End of the like and there's no one left behind us
At the conclusion of our journey, there are no other individuals following us

Hit the cobblestone road
Start moving down the uneven, bumpy street

There's precision in the distance
The target in the far distance can be reached with meticulous accuracy

Who gives a fuck if he's a metro-sexual?
Why should anyone care if he possesses traits considered stereotypically feminine?

I know you did, 'cause you're a hetero-molestico
I know you disapprove, because you are a heterosexual male fearful of being viewed as queer

There's malice in the words that first seemed oh so comfortable
The previously innocent, friendly comments now contain spite and aggression

Finding a new way can be devastating to some
Discovering an alternate path can be profoundly upsetting to certain people

Look on the bright side, you're not the one toting a gun
Cheer up, at least you're not the one carrying a firearm

You wipe your ass like everybody does
You perform the most basic, mundane task in the same way as everyone else

And ask for my reasons
Inquire as to the justifications for my actions and decisions

Well, I've got none
Honestly, I have no reasoning or logic behind what I am doing

Hands up
Raise your arms as a sign of surrender or compliance

Fists high
Clench your fists as a sign of strength and determination