Son of a mother
You're the son of a father
You look inside you
You look inside me
Come on and search
Search deep inside
You put it togther
And you pull it apart
You're lapsing cultures
You don't remember
Minutemen - The Punch Line Album Lyrics
Minutemen - The Punch Line Lyrics
Writer: HANS PETER BAUMANN, CHRISTOPH FRANKE, EDGAR WILLMAR FROESE
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Tension
with your revealing
i get the feeling
of a blind man in bed
couldn't hear what i said
with your revealing
i get the feeling
of a monk in a church
a big empty church
i get the feeling
of a blind man in bed
couldn't hear what i said
with your revealing
i get the feeling
of a monk in a church
a big empty church
Writer: Martin Tamburovich, Mike Watt
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Games
objects
material
possessive
unreal circles
and games contradicting lies
why see yourself
i know it's yr ego
material
possessive
unreal circles
and games contradicting lies
why see yourself
i know it's yr ego
Writer: Dennes Boon, Mike Watt
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Boiling
No need to be frightened
At one discriminant league
No more than what they use to be
Deep rooted in culture and belief
Racial clashing
Extreme segregating freedom
How fair can this be
Resurgence relived recede
At one discriminant league
No more than what they use to be
Deep rooted in culture and belief
Racial clashing
Extreme segregating freedom
How fair can this be
Resurgence relived recede
Writer: Dennes Boon, George Michael Hurley, Mike Watt
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Disguises
The distance between black and white
Is much further than i would like
Until now i never noticed
That fascism has
Many disguises
Is much further than i would like
Until now i never noticed
That fascism has
Many disguises
Writer: Dennes Boon
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The Struggle
My father and his family
Struggled through history
Maintaining their sanity
Rapped in chains
Called prosperity
My sons who might be the last
Well excel the standards of the working man
And tear down the barrier
That separates the caste
Struggled through history
Maintaining their sanity
Rapped in chains
Called prosperity
My sons who might be the last
Well excel the standards of the working man
And tear down the barrier
That separates the caste
Writer: Dennes Boon
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Monuments
We see it every day
Conditioned not to see
Our minds and lips
Shut up
Pry up our self esteem
Domino game
Idle figurines
Until they're gone
Monuments
Conditioned not to see
Our minds and lips
Shut up
Pry up our self esteem
Domino game
Idle figurines
Until they're gone
Monuments
Writer: Dennes Boon, George Michael Hurley, Mike Watt
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Ruins
Culture moves the hands of the man
Yet scanned in the beginning
Who's judgment
The matter was life
Who got the hand shake?
The ruins of a culture
Still maimed
Remember the camps before you were born
The mourn of the families
Yet scanned in the beginning
Who's judgment
The matter was life
Who got the hand shake?
The ruins of a culture
Still maimed
Remember the camps before you were born
The mourn of the families
Writer: Dennes Boon, George Michael Hurley, Mike Watt
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Writer: Dennes Boon, George Michael Hurley, Mike Watt
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The Punch Line
I believe when they found the body of general george a.
Custer quilled like a porcupine with indian arrows, he didn't
Die with any honor, any dignity, nor any valor.
I wouldn't doubt when they found george a. custer
An american general patriot and
Indian fighter, he died with shit in his pants.
Custer quilled like a porcupine with indian arrows, he didn't
Die with any honor, any dignity, nor any valor.
I wouldn't doubt when they found george a. custer
An american general patriot and
Indian fighter, he died with shit in his pants.
Writer: Dennes Boon, George Hurley, Martin Tamburovich, Mike Watt
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History Lesson
a hundred thousand years ago before legends were ever told
homo sapiens stood erect, mind empty and mind fresh.
created love and hate. created god and anti-god.
human slaughtered
human slaughtered
human slaughtered
human.
first with stone, then with metal, now with heat.
it was all for power.
homo sapiens stood erect, mind empty and mind fresh.
created love and hate. created god and anti-god.
human slaughtered
human slaughtered
human slaughtered
human.
first with stone, then with metal, now with heat.
it was all for power.
Writer: VERNON REID
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Fanatics
there's a hanging in turkey
two necks fr the noose
one's a rightist
the other's a leftist
what the f*ck
fanatics
two necks fr the noose
one's a rightist
the other's a leftist
what the f*ck
fanatics
Writer: Mike Watt
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No Parade
Having to fight
Having to kill
Having to see blood to spill
So this is what it's all about
It's not john wayne in a movie
There are no parades fr these heroes
And all i line up are the widows
War is real
When death is made with steel
I don't want to see it
I can't believe in it
Having to kill
Having to see blood to spill
So this is what it's all about
It's not john wayne in a movie
There are no parades fr these heroes
And all i line up are the widows
War is real
When death is made with steel
I don't want to see it
I can't believe in it
Writer: Dennes Boon
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Straight Jacket
I'm in a political straight jacket
My mind's bent
Well defined ambiguity
I'm already on somebody's list as a casualty
My mind's bent
Well defined ambiguity
I'm already on somebody's list as a casualty
Writer: Mike Watt
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Gravity
against
the flux
play the field
push the wheel
horizontal
silently
talking
being boxed in
friends
friends of friends
and so on
fruitless triumph
of newton's search
only proves that flesh and muscle
are being pulled off our bones
the flux
play the field
push the wheel
horizontal
silently
talking
being boxed in
friends
friends of friends
and so on
fruitless triumph
of newton's search
only proves that flesh and muscle
are being pulled off our bones
Writer: Dennes Boon, George Michael Hurley, Mike Watt
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Static
rigid are the rules
static are ideas
could wipe out a generation
carry on the morals
carry on the cause
watch as your
comments fall
static are ideas
could wipe out a generation
carry on the morals
carry on the cause
watch as your
comments fall
Writer: Dennes Boon, Mike Watt
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The Punch Line is the debut studio album and third overall release by American punk rock band Minutemen, and the fourth-ever release from SST Records. After their previous release, Paranoid Time, sold out its 300-copy pressing, Greg Ginn invited the band to record again. Less than half the length of most LPs, the total playing time for all 18 songs is a mere 15 minutes. The album was an early milestone release for the band and SST. The Punch Line hit record store shelves three months after the release of Joy, although Joy was recorded after The Punch Line.
The Punch Line also appears on the My First Bells cassette and the Post-Mersh Vol. 1 CD. The opening track, "Search", represented Minutemen on the second Rodney on the ROQ compilation album on Posh Boy Records, while four other songs, including the title track, were featured on the compilation cassette The Future Looks Bright Ahead, jointly issued by Posh Boy and SST in 1981. "Boiling" and "Games" were featured on the seminal SST compilation The Blasting Concept.
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MinutemenThe Punch Line also appears on the My First Bells cassette and the Post-Mersh Vol. 1 CD. The opening track, "Search", represented Minutemen on the second Rodney on the ROQ compilation album on Posh Boy Records, while four other songs, including the title track, were featured on the compilation cassette The Future Looks Bright Ahead, jointly issued by Posh Boy and SST in 1981. "Boiling" and "Games" were featured on the seminal SST compilation The Blasting Concept.
Genre(s): Hardcore punk
Producer(s): Spot
Length: 15:00
Released: November 1st, 1981
Year: 1981