"Fucking's Greatest Hits" as written by and Jordan Blilie Mark Gajadhar....
Ring out the gong again!
Carve out this hymn in skin!
When the party blacks out again
You're still eating headlines out of the newspaper bin.
Slap the gong again!
Carve out this hymn in skin!

Happy birthday gelatins smearing bruises on your chin.
There's cake but no mouth, conch but no sound,
Glossy skeletons boyfriends but no friends.

Ring out the gong again!
Carve out this hymn in skin!
When they've pissed between every sheet of your father's bed
Those tears have barcodes waiting to be scanned/scammed.
And when they've hurled every gutted couch cushion
From the living room into your fathers swimming pool,
You're bobbing chlorine apples in the broth bucket of envy's gruel.

Happy birthday gelatins smearing bruises on your chin.
There's cake but no mouth, conch but no sound,
Glossy skeletons boyfriends but no friends.

Ring! Ring! Ring out the gong!
Son now you've made it to the top of their list.
Congratulations your fucking's greatest hit!

Behind husks of leather, photo albums sheild their laughter.
You thought they'd make you breakfast the morning after?
Your fantasy season gangrened off the calander.


Lyrics submitted by rjbucs28, edited by Mellow_Harsher

"Fucking's Greatest Hits" as written by John Whitney Cody Votolato

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    General Comment[Verse 1:]
    Ring out the gong again!
    Carve out this hymn in skin!
    When the party blacks out again
    you're still eating headlines out of the newspaper bin.
    Slap the gong again!
    Carve out this hymn in skin!

    [Chorus:]
    Happy birthday gelatins smearing bruises on your chin.
    There's cake but no mouth, conch but no sound,
    glossy skeletons boyfriends but no friends.
    And that birthday greeting on you face
    reads one more year of smiles faked. [x3]

    [Verse 2:]
    Ring out the gong again!
    Carve out this hymn in skin!
    When they've pissed between every sheet of your father's bed
    those tears have barcodes waiting to be scanned/scammed.
    And when they've hurled every gutted couch cushion
    from the living room into your fathers swimming pool,
    you're bobbing chlorine apples in the broth bucket of envy's gruel.

    [Chorus:]
    Happy birthday gelatins smearing bruises on your chin.
    There's cake but no mouth, conch but no sound,
    glossy skeletons boyfriends but no friends.
    And that birthday greeting on you face
    reads one more year of smiles faked. [x3]

    [Coda:]
    Ring! Ring! Ring out the gong!
    Son now you've made it to the top of their list.
    Congratulations your fucking's greatest hit!

    [Afterward:]
    Behind husks of leather, photo albums shield their laughter.
    You thought they'd make you breakfast the morning after?
    Your fantasy season gangrened off the calendar.
    XxSkinGraftxXon December 20, 2005   Link
  • 0
    General Commentthe blood brothers just rock...every single song..so energetic too
    .AndIThought.on June 30, 2003   Link
  • 0
    General CommentI can't believe there aren't more comments on this song. The guitar riff is so good, and the singing is amazing. The Blood Brothers are fuckings greatest hits!
    losemoneyon June 13, 2004   Link
  • 0
    General CommentBest part of the song easily when he says

    "So now you've made it to the top of their list, Congratulations you're fuckings greatest hit!"

    It's badass!
    tsucolon September 21, 2004   Link
  • 0
    General Commenti like when he says

    you thought they'd make you breakfast the morning after?

    it's just a great line
    from stars 2 tearson September 21, 2004   Link
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    General Commenti always get this image of a prom-queens high-school-house-party gone totally out of control. the girl's too drunk and stuck up to realize that everything that's happening around her is just plain sick. she's fucked half of the school's fottball team that night, too busy to notice the house is deteriorating. the song is like a comment the day after. the house is in ruins, she's left to deal with the shit she pulled on herself and her own stupidity.
    proximaon December 15, 2004   Link
  • 0
    General Commentbingo
    autumn0dreameron December 17, 2004   Link
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    General Commentthis has got to be one of their most energetic songs they've done. makes wanna bounce off the walls!
    TheMarchOfFlameson January 28, 2005   Link
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    General Commentmy take on the song is when people are too willing to give others whatever they want in order to be liked. but as soon as their "friends" have gotten everything they can, they'll be gone. these people go from being on top of the world to feeling like a joke.
    jessayon February 15, 2005   Link
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    General Commentmy friend chuck told me this song is about going to someone other's birthday party and trashing their house, and that the title means "you are the best person ever born, you are the best thing (the greatest hit) of the act of copulating"

    sweet
    sweeeeeeeeeeeeet
    battaryacidon May 30, 2005   Link

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