- Hello to: Bruno, Fernand & Espérance, Célia, Claude,
Edmond "Remy" Lebel, Raph & Cat, Elise, Axel, Nottingham
Punx, Spite, Maloka, Limolife, Mexico Punx, DS4, Chaos U.K., Lee &
Nerves, Cherbourg Punx, Battle Of Disarm, Kelly & Defiance, Business,
Cuba Punx, Rational Enquier Zine, Greedy Guts, Joyners Pub, Kromen.
- Thanx to: Gégé & Valoche, Mum & Yves, Squal,
Pilou, Didier Houbre, Isabelle Pivard, Anders Björk, Olivier Jehnes,
Franz & Malika, New Wave Records, Joe Bastard & Total Chaos, Lük
Haas, Ricardo, Mass Murderers, Yvan At Le Silence De La Rue, Marsu, Le
Kiosk, Punk As Fuck, Umberto, El Moris (Desviados), Punk Rock Mailorder,
Jello Biaffra, Madrid Punx'n'Skins, Nat Records (Osaka), Fits, Pascal Mastio.
- Special thanx: Earquake Zine (Fred Leca), R.A.G.E. (Jêrome Reijass),
Vauriens! Zine (Tonie & Fabie), everyone at Drop Dead (especially Dietrich
Valérie), Drumaax Collectif (Stephane & Pascal), Mind Control
Records (Jack), Magie & Damien, Combat Rock (Capsul), Fight 45 Records,
Sugar And Spice, Yann Verdalle, Yves Prigent, Rat & The Varukers, Jules
& Substandard, Deek & Oi Polloi, Tim Yo & Maximum Rock'n'roll,
Vincent Mass, Steve Goodman (Grooger), Ruptured Ambition, Tania... and
you!!!
- Extra fuck to: Silmarils, Mike Muir, Cybershit, Techno, Chirac Nukem,
Nationalism Shit, Money, Fashion, Liars, Employment, All Authorities, The
Dole, French Government, Black Or White Racist Cunts, All The Swindlers
Who Fucked Us Up!!!
- All songs by Obnoxious! 1996 except unrehearsed absurd track 14 (Edmond
tries to play guitar & sing, Stephane plays harmonica & Wattie
can't stop laughing) 1993.
Boxed - without additive - by Drumaax Collectif.
Sleeve design: Wattie. Front cover drawing: Ricky.
If you don't have bucks enough, steal this records. Play loud or don't
play at all!!!
- Recorded live at 4th fucking floor studio by Drumaax Collectid, October
the 12th.
- Obnoxious! has split up in 1995, one year after our picture disc LP
"Puke Till Death". Many of you were really disappointed by our
decision... Well for those who knew about it! Anyway! Mainly 'coz of your
plebiscite (play bis it!), We've decided to reform Obnoxious! for a last
recording.
In October 1996, Ricky, Seb (the present squal's drummer) and myself met
for a big jam supervised by Drumaax Collectif.
It's this reherseal that we deliver here. Our recording - including wrong
notes and a questionable sound quality - is dedicated to each person who
has followed and supported us for 5 years.
- Notice to compilation tape makers: you're free to pick up what you
want but be fair and send us a sample of your production. Stay tuned. Wattie.
- "If you want a world without lies, be honest with yourself."
- Contacts:
Fight 45 Records \ Ricky - 19, Rue Germain Pilon - 75018 Paris - France
- Phone: 01.42.54.51.32
Obnoxious! \ Wattie - 2, Rue Stenger Bachmann - 67000 Strasbourg - France
- Phone: 03.88.35.51.07
- Track listing: (Side 1) Bastards / Till I Die / Victim / Oi! Stop It
/ Society Of Waste / Cybershit / No Question / (Side 2) Who Are You? /
Way Of Life / Pigs / Something To Think / So What! / Fashion / I Love The
Butterfly
- Drop Dead Plate 001 - Yellow vinyl - 45 rpm
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Ce que dit Wattie sur cette chanson :
"Alors là, tu vas bien te rendre compte à quel point
les paroles ne veulent rien dire excepté pour moi. Je les ai écrites
aprés l'élection de Chirac et les manifs qui ont suivies...
Je connaissais des personnes qui avaient voté pour lui et qui aprés
ont été chialer dans la rue... En gros ça veut dire
qu'ils m'ont tous degouté, étudiants, travailleurs, politiciens
et flics... Pfff !!! Il est possible que les phrases ne soient pas dans
le bon ordre... Sorry !!!" |
Wattie says about this song:
"So now, you'll understand that lyrics means nothing exept for me.
I wrote these after the election of Chirac and the demonstration following...
I knowed people who had voted for him et after had cried on the street...
Roughly it means that I was sick by all, students, workers, politicians
and cops... Pfff !!! It's possible that sentences are not sorted... Désolé
!!!" |
Students are in the street
Workers are in the street
Police fight in the street
Politic is full of shit
Hey, bastards bastards...
Hail, bastards bastards...
They have voted for the shit
Now they cry on the street
Police fight on the street
Politic is full of shit
TILL I DIE
I was thinking about my life, fuck this, fuck this life
My daynight's still puking my pain and i feel
So tired and i'll cry till i die !!!!
OI ! STOP IT !
When i turn my radio on
I just can hear techno
Oi ! I say Oi ! I say Oi !
I say Oi ! Stop it !!!
When i switched my T.V. on
And i saw these fucking faggots
OI ! I say fuck it ! I say Oi !
I say Oi ! Stop it !
SOCIETY OF WASTE
What can i do
What can i think
What do i get
I rather die
There is no doubt
I'm a society waste
There is no fucking doubt
I'm a society waste
I'm not so bad
My head 's just broke
I need some help
To take the road
CYBERSHIT
Surf on the web with the nazis
Glance at page of pornography
Screen of bullshit
I hate your cybershit
Money & lies
The world of cybershit
NO QUESTION
"Get a good job, wanker !!!
Get a fucking job like me !!!"
Spend my time, no question
Clout my mind, no question
I am a parasite of society
But that's the way you educated me
Waste my time no way ahhhhhhhhhhhhh
Give my life, no question !!!
WAY OF LIFE
Condemned at birth to be right
Don't have the right to disappoint them
Hey,
Tell me what('s) the sort of game
We gonna play
Condemned at birth to be straight
Don't even try to change your way (of life)
PIGS
We cannot believe what you say, what you think.
The human being do not need you at all...
Die ! You're mad, you suck, you're stupid !
Lies inside your head, you stinks, pigs !...
SOMETHING TO THINK \ NOTHING TO THINK
You're always telling lies
One day, we know we'll die
There ain't no paradise
Nothing else to realise
Give me something to think
I have nothing to think
Yes i 'm afraid of death
And that affects my health
After you become ashes
There's no more anguishes
SO WHAT
Sometimes i'm tired
Sometimes i'm sad
Sometimes i feel
Alone, who cares ?
So why
So why
So why
So what
Alone in my head
Alone in my bed
Alone in my dreams
Alone in my life
