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Bomb the Music Industry! - Shine Some Light (A Benefit for Dan Lang-Gunn) - If Assholes Got Awards, I’d Have a Trophy Case
Shine Some Light (A Benefit for Dan Lang-Gunn)
Disc 1
01. Shine Some Light on the Situation
02. Don’t Come Around
03. Nothing With You
04. Somethin' for the Kids
05. Rocket Roll
06. 1989
07. Satan vs. The United States of America
08. ¡¡Noble Stabbings!!
09. If Assholes Got Awards, I’d Have a Trophy Case
10. Modern Day Saint
11. Synthesized
12. Like Scotch
13. LAX (Original Version)
14. Vinyl Paradise
15. You’re Wrong
16. Friday Night
17. Americus (Religious Right Rock)
18. So Scandalous
19. Indoor Voices Off
20. Halos on Bedposts
21. Sad Like Sunday
22. The Devil's Takin' Names
23. I Threw Away Your Demo
24. Plaster Cast
25. What’s the Difference?
Disc 2
01. Don’t Lose Touch (live)
02. Let’s Say
03. Crimson
04. Antidote
05. I, Musical Genius
06. Black Masks & Gasoline
07. Here Comes the Flood
08. In Vino Veritas II
09. Nine Squares
10. Order
11. Still Too Late
12. Broke
13. Snack Attack!!
14. Six White Horses
15. No Sé
16. Go Go Go
17. Anti-Manifesto
18. The Worst Party
19. One Good Thing
20. Putain Des Cigs
21. Swing From Her Fingernails
22. Slap Bass Sucks
23. Just Say Anything (live)
This song was originally by Infamous Jake and the Pinstripe Mafia, a band from Massachusettes that featured a young Dan Lang-Gunn on the lead vocals. Dan was the head honcho at Kill Normal Records, my old band's label and became a very very close friend. A lot of people were grief stricken when Dan had an aneurysm onstage while performing with his newer band, The Modern Day Saint and Flood put together a compilation to help his parents out with medical bills. I'm not sure exactly where Sum 41's "Fat Lip" fits into all this, but it is worth noting that at some point in the mixing process all the files kind of ate themselves somehow and all we have is this version that we can't do anything with.

When i'm looking back, and see the better men we've become
turn look smile, now face front breath and run
Have you seen feet have you noticed we're wearing the shoes of the people we wanted to be
drive, scream, live, dream, try and see what i mean

I don't think you know it
I don't think you've noticed

When i'm looking back, and i see the way, see the way we
waste laze, waste days, grin lay back and sigh
The clocks running down on the time we had to do what we wanted to do with our lives
sweat blood friend, our best years are almost done

I don't think you know it
I don't think you've noticed

she said, this doesn't mean much to me
i said, this means the world to me
he said, the world's what i want to see

we'll all break free

she said, i can't take much more of this
i said, i'm thinking it's how i'll live
he said, we're almost done with the list

we'll all break free now

well three years, it won't be nearly enough
to do everything we could have done, everything we should have done
we've wasted precious minutes forgetting this is fun
this is fun, this is fuck you

seen the way, seen the way, seen the way i look at this
you've seen the way i look at this