From First to Last: He Man Woman Hatred Club

Songwriters: Derek Alan Bloom, Matthew Good, Matthew Manning, Jonathan Lewis Weisberg

It's so hard meeting girls I respect
 In all these awful places
 I'm never home for more than a week
 The only people I see are either

 Down on their luck, drunken girls at the pub
 Or the skanky, almost hooker types that dance at the club
 Why do I get dressed up to walk around saying
 What the fuck? What the fuck?

 At the end of the day
 It matters more what you do
 Than what you say, say

 I wish I knew some girls
 That aspired to be more than famous whores
 As long as I'm on tour
 I'll boldly go where every man has been before

 A blond in a short skirt
 No bra and a thong
 She can be fun to make eyes at
 But not bring home to your mom

 I want a girl that can talk
 I want a girl that can think
 Not someone I'm ashamed
 Of every time that they speak

 I want a girl that takes pride
 In the strength of her mind
 And even more so if the sentiment
 Can be justified

 At the end of the day
 It matters more what you do
 Than what you say, say

 I wish I knew some girls
 That aspired to be more than famous whores
 As long as I'm on tour
 I'll boldly go where every man has been before

 I wish I knew some girls
 That aspired to be more than famous whores
 As long as I'm on tour
 It's any port in the storm

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Young Guns: Beneath the Waves

Dearly beloved
we are gathered here today
to lament the loss of honesty
to the art of saving face
of vanity and opacity
a generation lost beneath the waves
loose lips sink ships
we're all going down

We're in the throes of vertigo
higher is impossible
sink like a stone
let it all go
higher is impossible

the oceans rise to break the bow
and I find peace within in the sound
of water rushing in
so bid farewell to all you know
take your place way down below
we'll sleep beneath the waves
loose lips sink ships
we're all going down

We're in the throes of vertigo
higher is impossible
sink like a stone
let it all go
higher is impossible
loose lips sink ships
we're on our way down

so slowly we all drift down
all our kings are dead now.

We Set Our Dreams: Beneath Our Feet

Pierce the Veil: King For a Day

Bury Her Memories: Never Back Down

In Heart's Wake Live at Surf Shop

I found this video by accident looking for something else. I love the energy of this young band, they're the real thing. 

I'm 52 years old, and this takes me back to the days of being sixteen and sneaking into punker clubs via the back entrance--always good to know someone's older brother or sister who would help you out! Keep it up, you guys.

Wanda

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KHEL 666

Undead in the Netherworld

Lifetimes of Regret: Otra Ciudad Distruido Por Mis Manos