Wasting your life on the sidewalk,
When you can be out on the street, dodging cars,
As they go by, the wind goes right through you.

Life on the edge of a razor,
Never knowing when you're to fall,
Sure as hell beats never gambling at all.

Life's too short to just barely exist,
Wide spread mediocracy,
Will suck you up, resist,
Another number on a list.

I don't want it, you can have it,
You can try, but you won't make me,
Feel the things you feel,
I'll take my chances, 'til I find a better deal,
I'll take my chances, along with all the rest.

The snail goes over the razor blade,
The suicide squad of lemmings parade,
To their kingdom, where they've made reservations.

I have no reservation,
And I don't think my seat's been saved,
I'll take my chances, here, right.

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Remnants Lyrics as written by MARK SNOW

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    I can't believe not one person has posted on this song. It is one of the most musical songs nofx has made so far and the guitar solo is just kickass

    thankgoditsmondayon March 26, 2003   Link
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    yeah this song does kick ass. i love all the different styles incorporated into the one song.

    thankgoditsmondayon April 29, 2004   Link

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