What had inspired me

This is some of the lyrics that inspired me a lot...


SONG FOR THE LADIES
Don't settle for second best, don't follow all the rest
You say you want the same things well let's put it to the test
Because talk is so cheap when you are screaming at a wall
And it is really hard to hear when you're the loudest of them all
If you want to change the world, quit all your yapping
If we don't start it here, well then it's never going to happen
There is evil in this world but it begins right at home
So let's clean house, then let's cast the first stone

You think equal rights means equal hits
(We're sick of all your tough guy shit)
As you leave the show with the people you've hurt
(You wonder where you left your shirt)
Your a big tough guy and your dance moves are great
(Strong as an ox, dumber then slate)
Your new tattoos they look first rate
(You wonder why you can't get a date)

Sexism sucks! It didn't end in the 80's
And hardcore still needs another song for the ladies
Girlfriends are great, please don't get me wrong
But it's time to put down that coat and come sing along
Because I can't hear your voice from the back of the crowd
Move to the front, and shout it out loud
Keep your eyes on the prize, you know what I mean
If we can't change the world, then let's change the scene

Second class kids in the scene where we all live
I'm angry as hell, but I still stay positive
We'll fight this fight and I know we can do it
If there's a wall in our way, just watch us go through it
Because it's time to realize that we're all in the same boat
If you think you're so tough, then here, hold your own coat
Get it through your head that I don't want your chivalry
Get it through your head: I'm not here for you to fuck me
Times have changed, but you would never know
Not from looking at the people and their places at a show
So raise your voice, join the struggle for equality
My dream for the scene, one word: UNITY!


VICTORY RECORDS SUCKS
Back in the day in the '80s when the
old bands would play (old school)
They managed O.K. They did fine
Although they never got paid (that's cool)
50 cent shows, no cars we walked
Both ways through the snow (up hill)
That's how it should go, but you're too busy
Counting your dough (each bill)

If you want to be punk, if you want to be cool
Don't forget the golden rule
Stay underground, you must stay poor
Don't grow up and don't ask for more

You live for the green, dead presidents
Are destroying our scene (money)
You know what I mean, you pay your rent
By selling the dream (for me)
No Individual Retirement Account
Forget you and your 401K (wall street)
I'm gonna stay as poor
As I am today (can't eat)

You can't be punk if you don't care that dollar signs are everywhere
It seems like everyone's on Victory
But I will give away all that's mine, and we won't make another dime
Money changes everything, you see
But I won't let it change me.

WHAT CORPORATE ROCK CAN'T SAY
You end up spending all your fight to keep your place under the light
In front of new kids who don't seem concerned
So we must teach them what we've learned
When you're DIY you don't have to apologize, you can cut the ties
When you're DIY there's no need for compromise, you can be yourself

They can't take it away: Punk will scream what corporate rock can't say

It never works to play their game, things always turn out the same
Times have changed but it's still not funny
They turn rebellion into money

When money's involved, morals are pliable
You can't be punk and commercially viable
No message survives, once it becomes buyable
If you want to make a difference keep it DIY-able

It's time to give a second thought to what's been gained
And now what's been lost, once punk was young and dangerous
But now that's all been taken from us
By an industry a billion dollars strong
That still has nothing on an old school singalong
We can fight, and we can win, it's time we start this over again