"O.D.H.G.A.B.F.E." as written by David Randall Blythe, Mark Morton, Will Adler, John Campbell and Chris Adler....
Hate. Falling three feet to the ground.
Face down on the cold floor of a well-oiled SF pigsty I met my one true love.
Feel youth crushed somewhere between concrete & boot, another victim of the lower hate.
You are not my god. You think this is funny don't you pig?
How the helpless freak squirms beneath our state sanctioned soles, but what is he laughing at?
There was nothing padded about a wagon full of mace.
Rotator cuff hyper extends behind my back ribs cracking beneath a rain of sticks & heels
falling down like the rain outside.
Oh yeah bitch, I'm gonna remember your face your name your number;
and when I crawl out of this hole I'm going to make you all mine.
Auschwitz Kent State Chi-Town 68 Tianamen Waco


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"O.D.H.G.A.B.F.E." as written by David Randall Blythe Chris Adler

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    General Comment(O)fficer (D)ick(H)ead (G)ets (A) (B)lack (F)ucking (E)ye

    Song's about an experience the band had in San Francisco where they ran into some asshole cops that were fucking with them while they were drunk as hell
    foreverunsaidon February 08, 2005   Link
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    General Commentwow staindfan, you sure are intelligent.
    Paranoia_Agenton February 25, 2006   Link
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    General Comment"This song is definately my favorite song on the record. Mark came up with the title of that song-"officer dickhead gets a black fucking eye"-and I was like Wow,thats perfect! So I wrote the lyrics to fit the title. One time I was out in the Bay Area, in San Francisco, and it was raining. A bunch of us were squatting in the Lower Haight in the house,just trying to get out of the rain. We werent partying or anything-we were just trying to find somewhere to sleep for the night . But the cops came and busted in and threw us in a paddy wagon,then maced the paddy wagon and drove us around San Francisco for about an hour. We got to the precinct,they yanked me out of the paddy wagon onto the concrete, and then 5 or 6 cops just started kicking the living shit out of me. I was so scared that I just started laughing. I was like,this is insane! This is hilarious! Im going to die! Its either that,or you just fall to pieces and cry. Theyre kicking me in the head,kicking me in the fucking ribs-cracked a couple of ribs. And I was just laughing,which pissed them off even more. Then,when they yanked me up, I remember looking at one female officer-because she was the worst,just laying into me cussing and shit-and I remember reading her name and badge number out loud to her, and saying, I remember you. I remember your face.Im gonna find you. They threw us in a cell for awhile ,then let us go, But that song is basically about getting the shit kicked out of you by the cops for trying to get out of the rain. So thank you very much, San Francisco police" Randy Blythe,Revolver Magazine
    livebackwards801on June 28, 2006   Link
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    General CommentPolice brutality. Damn pigs.
    hrehocikjon October 21, 2004   Link
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    General Commentyeah.. but what the hell does "O.D.H.G.A.B.F.E." mean?
    metalhead fcon January 17, 2005   Link
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    General CommentFuck the police
    staindfan37on May 17, 2005   Link
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    General Comment" Fuk tha Po-lice"
    would have been better, staindfan.
    metallica_metalheadon March 19, 2006   Link
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    General Comment" Fuk tha Po-lice"
    would have been better, staindfan.
    metallica_metalheadon March 19, 2006   Link
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    General Commenttheres the story from Mr. Blythe himself
    livebackwards801on June 28, 2006   Link
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    General CommentFor one, "lower hate" should be "lower haight" since this happened in the Haight District of San Francisco. Two, what/who is his "true love" that he met?
    dashytwothirdson January 13, 2007   Link

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