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Permanent Record: Al in the Box
Disc 1
01. My Bologna (Capitol Records single version)
02. Another One Rides the Bus
03. Happy Birthday (Placebo E.P. version)
04. I Love Rocky Road
05. Ricky
06. Polkas on 45
07. Midnight Star
08. Eat It
09. Mr. Popeil
10. I Lost on Jeopardy
11. Buy Me a Condo
12. King of Suede
Disc 2
01. Yoda
02. This Is the Life
03. Like a Surgeon
04. One More Minute
05. I Want a New Duck
06. Dare to Be Stupid
07. Hooked on Polkas
08. Addicted to Spuds
09. Dog Eat Dog
10. Here’s Johnny
11. Living With a Hernia
12. Christmas at Ground Zero
Disc 3
01. Lasagna
02. Good Old Days
03. Fat
04. Melanie
05. I Think I’m a Clone Now
06. You Make Me
07. Alimony
08. UHF (single version)
09. Money for Nothing/Beverly Hillbillies
10. The Biggest Ball of Twine in Minnesota
11. Spam
12. Generic Blues
Disc 4
01. Polka Your Eyes Out
02. You Don’t Love Me Anymore
03. Smells Like Nirvana
04. When I Was Your Age
05. I Can’t Watch This
06. Trigger Happy
07. Taco Grande
08. Bedrock Anthem
09. Harvey the Wonder Hamster
10. Achy Breaky Song
11. Livin’ in the Fridge
12. Frank’s 2000″ TV
13. Jurassic Park
14. Headline News
Let me tell you, sonny, let me set you straight
You kids today ain't never had it rough
Always had everything handed to you on a silver plate
You lazy brats think nothing's good enough

Well, nobody ever drove me to school when it was ninety degrees below
We had to walk buck naked through forty miles of snow
Worked in the coal mine twenty two hours a day for just half a cent
Had to sell my internal organs just to pay the rent

When I was your age
When I was your age
When I was your age
When I was your age

Let me tell you something, you whiny little snot
There's something wrong with all you kids today
You just don't appreciate all the things you've got
We were hungry, broke and miserable and we liked it fine that way

There were seventy three of us living in a cardboard box
All I got for Christmas was a lousy bag of rocks
Every night for dinner, we had a big ol' chunk of dirt
If we were really good, we didn't get dessert

When I was your age
When I was your age
When I was your age
When I was your age

I didn't have no telephone, didn't have no FAX machine
All we had was a couple cans and a crummy piece of string
Didn't have no swimming pool when I was just a lad
Our neighbor's septic tank was the closest thing we had

Didn't have no dental floss, had to use old rusty nails
Didn't have Nintendo, we just poured salt on snails
Didn't have no water bed, had to sleep on broken glass
Didn't have no lawnmower, we used our teeth to cut the grass

What's the matter now, sonny, you say you don't believe this junk?
You think my story's wearin' kinda thin?
I tell you one thing, I never was such a disrespectful punk
Back in my time, we had a thing called discipline

Dad would whoop us every night 'til a quarter after twelve
Then he'd get too tired and he'd make us whoop ourselves
Then he'd chop me into pieces and play frisbee with my brain
And let me tell ya, Junior, you never heard me complain

When I was your age
When I was your age
When I was your age
When I was your age

When I was your age
When I was your age
When I was your age
When I was your age
When I was your age