More Songs About the Man

We'll take the scene and burn it down Rebuild the love and take back the sound We got miles of smiles And mouths full of gasoline I am sure I can step outside and find a match from a clammy hand Cold hands are about to get warmer New ears are about to find a reason To this passion To this passion We want some sweat On the top of your lips On the top of your lips On the top of your lips Our lungs are the speakers and this fire is our excuse Because I don't care about whatever happened to born to rock 'n' roll I don't care about born to rock 'n' roll We'll take the scene and burn it down Rebuild the love and take back the sound We'll take the scene and burn it down Rebuild the love and take back the sound And if bragging Where you've been Makes you sleep easier Well, lay your head down And stay there in your slumber And stay there in your slumber So throw us your drama We like the taste of bullshit This fire will never ever be put out

Submitted by johnmansley — Feb 26, 2026

Bright lights, wild nights Let's tear this shit apart! Pass me another and it'll make everything alright We never stop We never sleep We just keep on running! We're gonna hit the party So roll out that f*cking carpet! But it's not red enough And it's not long enough It will never be enough!

Submitted by johnmansley — Feb 26, 2026

This house is packed To the motherf*cking bone But I forget the reasons why we're here Hold on, hold on, hold on I gotta take this call "yeah, I got respect I'm sure I can hear everything better from outside." So go stand outside And make sure looks good and tell me Does this parking lot remind you of any thing? It will be here tomorrow (it will be here tomorrow) But this noise won't My jeans are tighter than yours My brains are hella bigger than yours 600,000,000 points for me But how's your heart? battleship sunk!

Submitted by johnmansley — Feb 26, 2026

Built to walk the plank No wagons this time Just sails ships and hearts We've crossed the maps of punk rock And taken all we mock And tied it up with ropes around our hands We're going to take this to our graves (To our sea graves) The Pacific Ocean is a lot warmer Where the anchors sleep sound Our religion is better Where we can't preach and hound Down here the tombstones are so beautiful With such perfect quotes Died trying to save this ship "Died trying to save the saviors Who were out to save the world."

Submitted by johnmansley — Feb 26, 2026

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It wasn't gravity, it was the witches Make your fingers into pillars Hold all the stomachs in this town They can't stomach anymore The wood on these trees smell like skin now And old fires are full of carpenter stories Where they push plastic nails through their smiles It wasn't gravity, it was the witches Just wait till they cook up a cure for ignorance

Submitted by johnmansley — Feb 26, 2026

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If I could better myself, I swear I would I swear to god I'd fucking change myself But the five billion hands of the world are pulling me down My veins are turning a dark blue I feel like dying, how about you? Take the coins out from under your tounge Unsew the pockets because I am holding on to nothing Drown, drown, I'd fucking drown without you If I said you were the only one Who could pull me out of this one Would you think it was fiction?

Submitted by johnmansley — Feb 26, 2026

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So what if your teeth hold a grudge So what if your grinning means nothing I bit my own hand clearly right off I can't keep my mouth busy, I can't back up my spit The cursed, no one can change us The spells, no one can take us I'm tired of your breaking downs Keep us away from your maybes and your killing downs The heavies hearts can keep from breaking down Churning, grinding itself into slumber A plague on both your plans But it's too bad that the prettiest smiles can taste so awful

Submitted by johnmansley — Feb 26, 2026

Burn the quakers, burn the quakers Burn the quakers, burn the quakers Learn Don't catch fire Burn Burn Burn Burn Now, can you make some pictures with your fingers? What's that father, father?

Submitted by johnmansley — Feb 26, 2026