Artist: Screeching Weasel
Song: Mad At The Paper Boy
Album: Boogadaboogadaboogada!
Chicago's Screeching Weasel generally have a polarizing effect on most punk fans -- either you love their amateurish, tuneful Ramones imitation and singer/guitarist Ben Weasel's smartass-suburbanite, often pop culture-oriented lyrics, or you hate them. Over the course of the band's career, which lasted for more than a decade and saw several breakups and numerous personnel changes, Weasel (in spite of occasional nitpicking from critics) remained true to his staunch D.I.Y. indie ethics, as befits a former columnist for the defiantly punk 'zine Maximumrocknroll. more
(from Bike & Chain) (…) Interesting in it’s alleged anti-bike sentiment (you can hardly make out any of these garbled lyrics), which is rather rarely expressed in music. Real songwriters tend to side with bicyclists, being more aware of its life affirming attributes. Bike scorn takes its frustrations out in actions, curses, hate crimes and indecipherable rants, usually not songs.
Mad at the papaer boy that little nerd
Can't throw a paper straight, the spastic twerp
Hit me in the head with the Daily Sun
Then he laughed like a maniac, the smart ass runt
Mad at the paper boy (x4)
Mad at the paper boy, I'm really not amused
Gotta wear a football helmet if I wanna read the news
He threw the morning paper in the middle of the grass
Then he rode by on his bicycle and kicked me in the ass
OI! ARGH! HIT THE DECK!!
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