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Cheeze Police
1: Moonbeam
2: Dork
3: Someday We'll be Famous
4: Hell's Democracy
5: Passing Wave
6: Artificial Happiness
7: Spunky Love
8: Choking on Candy
9: I Hate Smiling (Instrumental)
10: Hate
11: Pariah
12: N.S.R.

All lyrics by Clint Weaner,
except for Hate and Someday We'll be famous,
which are courtesy of Abe.

-Moonbeam

I could touch you
Don't know if I mean that much to you
I feel what I see
And every time your face comes back to me

When we went out our souls collide
And I can feel your soft breath in my mouth
There's clouds in the sky on a dark yet moonlit night
As she sits and prays to the stars

She came closer
Welcomed me like sex on a coaster
I sat and I smiled
Unfolded into a happy child
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-Dork

All I really want is
Someone to tell me it'll be okay every time I fall
Someone to pick me off the ground after I hit that brick wall
When I look into your eyes well I know that you will
Be my one and only, be my special pill

And when I find a way
A way to tell you how much I need you around
Well that'll be the day
The day that I choke on the wisdom that I found
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-Someday We'll be Famous

Someday we'll be famous
Live in a house that is spacious
Smoke cigars and playin' pool
After we get kicked out of school

Some day my wallet will be full
So I can return the things I stole
I'll get out of this shit town
Quit my job working as a clown

I'll show all these fucking losers
That I'm not just some drunken boozer
Have a telephone both that's shiny and red
Travel through time like Bill and Ted

Later on we'll have chicks with big breasts
And we won't have anymore tests
We'll have cappuccino instead of coffee
We'll be getting sticky like expensive toffee

No more recording in my room
We'll be making fun of you
Many nights I've deemed of this day
And that's all I've got to say
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-Hell's Democracy

Kamikaze Christian, sit back to reflect
Pull up a stool my friend and have a cigarette
There's no way I can be like you and I admit that I don't care
That l'm slowly fading away and will soon no longer be there

Your never gonna be free living at hypocrisy
So follow me out of hell's democracy

Step out of the closet and give yourself a break
You can't pull the trigger every time you make a mistake
If that's how you want to deal with things then I guess that that's okay
But it's gonna be in the back of your mind every fucking day
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-Passing wave

Something in the air tonight, something in my mind
All I can see is you and me and the things we left behind
Everyday things get better, recovering from the fall
Soaking in hot water, all these problems become small

Took a walk in the woods today, took a walk through my soul
Might have found what I lost for a while, took my feelings off parole
Someday when I think I've changed I'll find myself here again
Everything but what's inside is all just pretend

One last day lost in gray, one last day inside
Pick up the things that I've learned, let the rest go out with tide
One last thing that I could bring, to my best friends grave
Then I'll set my mind afloat, let it ride on a passing wave
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-Artificial Happiness

She wakes up, she fucks the day
The sun is shining, but life is gray
Roll of your bed, onto the blood stained floor
She ran out of pills, but she can get some more

And I guess no one can see that she's never gonna be free
When she's passed out on the floor being caressed
By the things she feels inside so go to your room and hide
In your artificial happiness

She gets out the gun, for the last time
Tired of life but she feels just fine
I found her dead inside a dream
I can smell her blood and I can hear her scream

I went to her funeral, I went to her grave
I'm still dreaming but I can't be saved
From her emotions and from my own
Wake up to hear her sweet voice on the telephone
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-Spunky Love

I don't know what is me
It's just something that I gotta be
All I know is that I miss you
I miss you

And I'll keep walking down this road
Remembering all the things I've told you in the past
I've said it before but I hope to God this will last

And I can't count all the times I find
You smiling in the back of my mind

Mind, mind
I find
That I'm not gonna leave you behind
Behind, behind
'cause you move too fast to try and underline

I would sell all of my clothes
Just to buy you a single rose
Whisper in you ear, I love you
I love you

And if I start to get cold
Start to miss the clothes I've sold
I'm sure you'll lend me some of yours
Knock me down onto the floor
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-Choking on Candy

I tripped on a leaf, picking scabs off a reef
'cause you know he's not gonna go until he gets some
You smiled, you ran away from me into the dark
Into nothing, I found nothing

I wadded to the shore to get some more
Of that chilling feeling deep in my mind
I found a way, to step outside my head but stay inside
Of insanity, choking on candy

Step out for a while, and you'll see
You may be doing what you want but your never gonna be what you wanna be
Thoughts of death bleeding in you head
Everything seems to be alright but you can't help thinking you'd be better off dead

I loaded up on gunpowder and crucifixes
Put them in a bag next to my death bed
Drink it up, set me on fire and
I'll scar you, she'll scar you

Sitting upside-down looking straight forward
Wondering why I can't think like that anymore
I spun around, fell flat on my face and I laughed
At insanity, choking on candy
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-Hate

All you do is bring us down
Just so you can hate hate hate
Stop or we will smack that smirk
Right off your face face face

Racist sexist
Fascist and prejudice
All you know how to do
Is rule with your fist

You thought that you were so cool
When you made fun of me at school
You're so pathetic
Cause you're a fuckin confederate
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-Pariah

You turn and grin at me but it's not the end
Is my insanity killing you my friend?
You want my old self-back but that will never be
My vision of you has been tainted by hypocrisy

No matter what you do you can't see, the things you've learned don't apply to me
You can't keep me inside this hell you've raised, it's all you fault you sharpened the blade

Don't know me anymore, don't know how I feel
Everyday is like a book and I'm not sure if it's real
Tortured my emotions and you can't understand
That I'd be better off without you're helping hand

Every day the sky turns red
Every day im wondering why im still not dead
Every day i try to be
Something that was never really inside of me
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-N.S.R.

There was an elephant and a mouse sitting in a bathtub, the elephant said to the mouse "pass the soap," and the mouse says in reply, "NO SOAP RADIO."
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-The Pinecone Song

Pinecone where did you go?
Up the corner to the store!
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