Lyrics Wore out the Soles of My Party Boots - NOFX
Life
is
fast
but
I
don't
wanna
live
past
you
'Cause
you
are
my
only
roots
I
was
the
king
of
the
drug/booze
thing
Then
I
wore
out
the
soles
of
my
party
boots
So
call
me
shit
face,
master
of
disgrace
I
don't
care
'cause
my
outer
skin
Is
thick
like
crust
and
a
liver
that's
rusted
out
Now
I'm
on
a
list
Everybody
wants
to
give
a
shit
out
of
me
I
won't
give
it
but
I'll
give
ambivalence
I've
got
a
memory
box
'cause
my
memory
blocks
me
From
remembering
weeks
All
the
blacked
out
nights
into
white
out
mornings
Into
gray
matter
damagings
So
call
me
fat
fuck,
geriatric
Punk
Rock
Give
it
straight
'cause
I
deserve
A
verbal
beating
from
an
audience
bleating
And
a
melee
with
no
concern
Everybody
wants
to
give
a
shit
out
of
me
I
won't
give
it
but
I'll
give
irresponsiveness
Everybody
wants
to
drag
me
up
again
I
wanna
go
but
the
price
keeps
going
up
Going
down
is
simple
and
practical
Laying
low
but
keeping
it
cynical
I'm
on
the
wagon
and
it's
such
a
drag
Without
a
key,
kick,
shot,
and
a
drag
Evidently
no
one
likes
a
quitter
or
an
old
Punk's
bitterness
So
I'm
waiting
for
the
tap
On
my
shoulder
'cause
we're
all
getting
older
not
better
And
the
laughs
are
no
longer
with
us
So
call
me
fat
fuck,
geriatric
Punk
Shit
face,
master
of
disgrace
1 Dinosaurs Will Die
2 Linoleum
3 Bob
4 The Separation of Church & Skate
5 Murder The Government
6 Bleeding Heart Disease
7 Bottles to the Ground
8 180 Degrees
9 Party Enema
10 What's The Matter With Kids Today?
11 Reeko
12 Stickin In My Eye
13 All Outta Angst
14 Leave It Alone
15 Green Corn
16 The Longest Line
17 Thank God It’s Monday
18 The Idiots Are Taking Over
19 Don't Call Me White
20 Day To Daze
21 Soul Doubt
22 Philthy Phil Philanthropist
23 Shut Up Already
24 It's My Job To Keep Punk Rock Elite
25 Franco Un-American
26 Kill All the White Man
27 Wore out the Soles of My Party Boots
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