Wanna sing along? Here are the words to all our songs to date. And now, on the recommendation of our attorneys, we have to say this:
All songs are written by J.P. Ribner, Jake Magnuson, Bob Noxious, and Andy Harris. Lyrics and music © 2024, Trauma Central Music.
BROKEN-HEARTED ROMEO
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Shame, a burning thing to me
I lost my dignity
In high school
Girls were cruel
One called me a grasping jackal
The other one hid in the bathroom
Ain’t no giggolo
Just a broken-hearted Romeo
Ain’t no giggolo
Just a broken-hearted Romeo
Shame, my identity
Never lost my virginity
In high school
I was cruel
Just a little bastard
In the hallways and the classrooms
Ain’t no giggolo
Just a broken-hearted Romeo
Ain’t no giggolo
Just a broken-hearted Romeo
Shame, burned right into me
Never lost my virginity
In high school
I was cruel
Just a little bastard
In the hallways and the classrooms
Ain’t no giggolo
Just a broken-hearted Romeo
Ain’t no giggolo
Just a broken-hearted Romeo
And when it finally happened
I was 19 years old
How did I repay her?
By being mean, nasty, and cold
Cut-rate giggolo
Bargain basement Romeo
CAUGHT IN A SPOTLIGHT
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My baby’s got high-beam eyes
Shines me up and it’s no surprise
She sees through my best disguise
Interrogations in the dead of the night
When she lights me up, its
fight or flight
I’m caught in a spotlight
Like a deer in the headlights
Dead to rights
Hot white spotlight
My baby speaks the brutal truth
Kicks me like a combat boot
She finds the problem, rips it out at the root
Interrogations in the dead of the night
When she lights me up
It’s fight or flight
I’m caught in a spotlight
Like a deer in the headlights
I’m dead to rights
Hot white spotlight
My baby speaks the brutal truth
She’s a steel-toed combat boot
When she kicks me, I spit out a tooth
Interrogations in the dead of the night
When she lights me up
It’s fight or flight
I’m caught in a spotlight
Like a deer in the headlights
I’m dead to rights
Hot white spotlight
Spotlight!
Turns it on fast
Spotlight!
Puts me on blast
Spotlight!
Baby’s gonna burn my ass
Hot white spotlight
DEEP WATER
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I’m sinking down
Way, way down
I think I’m gonna drown
In deep water…
The tide rolls in, you can’t swim
Deep water
The tide rolls in, you can’t swim
Deep water
Swept up and out you go
Caught up in the undertow
You don’t know what lies below
Deep water
Mercy…
Takes you down, you might drown
Deep water
Takes you down, you might drown
Deep water
Swept out to sea
Swimmin’ here right next to me
Ain’t no place you wanna be
Deep water
The tide rolls in, you can’t swim
Deep water
The tide rolls in, you can’t swim
Deep water
Swept up and out you go
Caught up in the undertow
You don’t know what lies below
Deep water
FLINT, MICHIGAN(punk rock scene)
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Gotta new band
Gotta new sound
Pack my car and go downtown
Flint, Michigan
Flint, Michigan
I grew up in your punk rock scene
Didn’t get enough, know what I mean?
On at 10
Load in at 9
Outside, the Weather Ball shines
Flint, Michigan
Flint, Michigan
I grew up in your punk rock scene
Didn’t get enough, know what I mean?
I’m on the outside lookin’ in
But tonight, I’m gonna get my win…
I’m old,
But I feel great
Like I did back in ’88
Flint, Michigan
Flint, Michigan
I grew up in your punk rock scene
Didn’t get enough, know what I mean?
My friends said
It’s been too long
Drove an hour
Give me one more song
Flint, Michigan
Flint, Michigan
I grew up in your punk rock scene
Didn’t get enough, know what I mean?
Flint, Michigan
Flint, Michigan
Flint, Michigan
It’s you and me again
I came home
To have some fun
Now I gotta run
Say goodbye
To your native son
Flint, Michigan
LOST IN SPACE
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I float through this dimension
Cut off, adrift, in disgrace
Reach out to make some connection
I get pushed away… lost in space
When I’m faced with rejection
Disappear without a trace
No chance for redirection
I just drift away…
Lost in space (Whoa-oh-oh)
Lost in space (Oh-oh-oh)
Have no place
In the human race
Warning!
Warning!
Warning!
Warning!
Fall to earth, acceleration
It’s the end I must face
Burst in flames, incineration
Ashes drift away…
Lost in space (Whoa-oh-oh)
Lost in space (Oh-oh-oh)
Got no place
In this human race
Lost in space (Whoa-oh-oh)
Lost in space (Oh-oh-oh)
Got no place
In this human race
NO SEX, NO DRUGS, NO FUN
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Hear ye, elder statesmen
Of this crumbling nation
I ponder my potbelly
Amid my mid-life frustration
I joined the revolution
And just gave up my gun
No sex, no drugs, no fun
Come all ye faithful
To my self-destruction
Individuality
Now just mass consumption
I traded in my anarchy
For holidays in the sun
No sex, no drugs, and no fun
My regrets weigh a ton
Everything I did has come undone
My life is no fun
My life is no fun
My life is no fun
It’s just not fun
Hear ye, elder statesmen
Of this crumbling nation
I don’t have the wherewithal
I don’t have the station
I’m fleeing from my former self
Like an outlaw on the run
No sex, no drugs, and no fun
No sex, no drugs,
I’m a lazy slug
No sex, no drugs, and no fun
PROJECTOR
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So you’re making a movie
A plot you know so well
A damsel in distress
And a demon from hell
You’ve told this so many times now
Your friends all believe
You speak with such conviction
So easy to deceive
Turn on the projector
Roll the flickering film
Set the lights down low
So we can let this horrorshow begin
The damsel loved the demon
She was seduced
When she let her guard down
It unleashed its abuse
The demon was so selfish
It always got its way
Ignored the damsel’s feelings
And all she had to say
Turn on the projector
Roll the flickering film
Set the lights down low
So we can let this horrorshow begin
What you said about the demon
Every word was true
Now, here’s the plot twist
The demon is you…
Your friends loved your movie
It had them all in tears
Should I tell them the truth?
The one they don’t want to hear
Turn on the projector
Roll the flickering film
Set the lights down low
So we can let this horrorshow begin
Turn on the projector
Put it on the big screen
Let it run all night in black and white
For all the world to see
TRAUMA CENTRAL
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My inner child is wounded and scarred
Beaten, battered, bloodied and marred
I’m still trying to break these bars
At Trauma Central
That Hell house was my childhood home
Where the wounds stab straight to the bone
The only safe space was to be alone
At Trauma Central
Hello Mom, it’s your pride and joy
Your infantilized baby boy!
Hello Dad, whattya say?
It’s your loser son who you pushed away
Into a world that’s ruthless and cold
No skills to be brave and bold
They cut me down to size
And left me traumatized… again
My inner child is screaming in pain
From the wounds burned into my brain
I’m still trying to break these chains
At Trauma Central
WALLOWING
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I tried to tell you something,
You told me something, instead
Your words, a freight train
Crash into my head
Yeah, you exposed my need
Now let the vampire feed…
Take a bite, it draws blood
You say I’m rolling in the mud
Take a bite, it draws blood
You say I’m rolling in the mud
When you told me something
I swear I saw you gloat
Caught you a few days later
I went for your throat
Because you
Exposed my need
Now let the vampire feed…
Take a bite, it draws blood
You say I’m rolling in the mud
Take a bite, it draws blood
You say I’m rolling in the mud
When you told me something
You made me feel so small
I’ll bet you don’t remember
All the words that I recall
Yeah, you exposed my need
Now let the vampire feed…
Take a bite, it draws blood
You say I’m rolling in the mud
Take a bite, it draws blood
You say I’m rolling in the mud
WASTED YOUTH?
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Go through life like a pinball
out of control
Knew I had to get away
Didn’t know where to go
Couldn’t see my options
I didn’t have a plan
I sat by as my life got out of hand
Searching for myself
while running from the truth
Was it all just wasted youth?
I got another chance
I thought I was strong
I did it my way
Everything went wrong
Familiar feelings
Burned me to the core
Brought me back to the place I’d been before
Searching for myself
While running from the truth
Was it all just wasted youth?
My mind is a time machine
It can’t change a thing
The past is set in stone
I crashed, I burned
But then I learned
I’d even say I’ve grown
All those years flew by
I’m closer to the end
Too old to live a lie
Too old to pretend
Gotta beat the clock
Back against the wall
This time I’m prepared
To face it all
I finally found myself
When I faced the truth
It was not a wasted youth
It was not a wasted youth
WILD WOMAN
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Woman, wild woman
Footloose and fancy-free
You’re shakin’, you ain’t fakin’
My eyes can see
That you can really move
Your body is so damn smooth
Woman, wild woman
C’mon and groove with me
Woman, wild woman
You said you’d feed my fire
Your heart is chillin’ and it’s killin’
The flames of my desire
How dare you be so bold
To put your love on hold
Woman, wild woman
You’re a stone-cold liar
The gypsy lady told me
This love won’t last
The cards done sold me
I gotta leave you fast
Woman, wild woman
You think I don’t know
You want me needin’, always pleadin’
I don’t stoop so low
I won’t crawl across your floor
Like a schoolboy beggin’ for more
Woman, wild woman
Out the door you go