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All My Friends Are Enemies: Early Rarities
Disc 1
01. Colorblind
02. Showdown at P-Town
03. Into the Night
04. All My Friends
05. Ants in My Pants
06. The Ocean Liner Incident
07. Mackdaddy
08. Shameless
09. That’s That (Do What We Want)
10. Resounding
11. Rats
12. Manhattan
13. "Sure, Baby… Hold Back."
14. The Last Great Punk Rock Song
15. Where the Hurt Is / All Choked Up
Disc 2
01. A Walk Through Hell
02. You Help Them
03. Try to Remember, Forget
04. By Tonight
05. Baseball, But Better
06. I Am a Transylvanian
07. I Want to Know Your Plans
08. For the Silent
09. All This Fashion
10. Until the Bombs
11. The Keg is Bleeding!
12. Signal the Riflemen
13. A Boston Peace
14. The Great Awakening
15. A Certain Type of Genius
16. My Bare Hands
17. Nudity
Disc 3
01. Baseball, but Better (2012 acoustic)
02. The Presidential Suite
03. Thoughts on a Liberal Education
04. A Boston Peace (Brett Gurewitz mix)
05. Consigliore
06. Jessie and My Whetstone
07. The Last Great Punk Rock Song (JV version)
08. Dreaming of Manhattan
09. She Got Away
10. High School Low
11. All My Friends are Enemies
12. Sappy
13. Anti-Anti
If I was a fly
And I had a day left 'til I died
I would lay down til tomorrow
You're clipping my wings
I try to win you back with all my words that you know mean nothing
You could have believed in me
And I saw a tear on a rose and I swept it off for you
As I gag on my guts 'cause I'm watching you give up
I'm a tear in the clock as you walk away
I can almost taste the glaze on your lips
Smacking away into the night
They say at least he's my friend
And he'll treat you kindly in the end
Call me bitter but I'm brimming with hate for both of you
A film if playing in my head of you fornicating in his bed
The satin sheets are ruby red like your nails that scarred my back
And I saw a tear on a rose so I clipped it off for you
I'm a fly on a wall and I'm watching you give up
I'm a tear in the clock as you walk away
I can almost see a shade of your blue eyes
Fading away into the night
You never believed in me
But I will believe in me
Now I take a match to the rose that I gave, my love, to you
Won't forgive
Won't forget
And the rage will lift me up
Hope you choke on his tongue
As I walk away I will not watch his hands as they deftly pull you away
Into the night