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Unheralded pioneers of the punk/hardcore crossover scene, Adrenalin O.D. delivered blazingly fast, side splittingly slipshod speed-punk. Merging the rapidity of Cryptic Slaughter with the punk sensibilities and humor of Screeching Weasel, Adrenalin O.D. hammer home blistering music that both invigorates and devastates.


released February 24, 2004

Relapse Records



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Adrenalin O.D. Elmwood Park, New Jersey

Adrenalin O.D. was a popular hardcore punk band that existed from 1981-1990. They are best known for playing extremely fast music accompanied by humorous lyrics.

A.O.D. turned down offers from many major metal labels looking to market the band to the emerging thrash metal crowds, maintaining that even though their songs had a metallic edge they were a punk band. They put out 8 albums & many EPs.
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Track Name: AOD vs. Son of Godzilla
[no lyrics]
Track Name: Office Buildings
Land developers come to town
They're knocking trees and houses down
With tractors ripping through the ground
So boring men in business suits
And lots of modern women, too
Can ruin the world in comfort

Office building
Walls and a ceiling
And a floor to put your desk on
Raping the land so someone can
Shuffle papers and push around a pencil
The world is going to hell in a dump truck

They're building one right down the street
Come back in a couple of weeks
And the fire trap's complete
Pave the world, the hell with squirrels
A dying world's not their concern
Just more computer terminals
Track Name: Yuppie
Yuppies are too healthy
They eat too much sushi
They make too much money
And waste it all on tootski
I hate yuppies, they're no good
Same old bullshit in a new suit
I hate yuppies, they're all bad
Sniveling little idiots
They make me mad

They have stock in BMW
They're buying all the condos
Late nights at the offices
Kiss up their bosses

Yuppies are all helpless
They're brain dead and useless
Their broker's E.F. Hutton
When they talk I don't listen
Track Name: Answer
Surround yourself with lots of friends
But you're all alone when you climb in bed

You can be like everyone else
I only answer to myself
It's bound to be so don't ask why
When you're born and when you die
Live to please somebody else

You gotta answer to yourself
I only answer to myself
Track Name: Pope on a Rope
You wanna pray
Well you know you gotta pay
'Cause the church can only hear the sound of change

Falwell is on TV again
He wants you to pay
For his new Mercedes Benz
Pope on a rope
Jesus beach towels
Chocolate crosses
Bible comics
Pope on a rope
Religion for sale
True salvation
Can not be bought

It's all a sell
Are you so dumb that you can't tell
Or are you just scared you'll go to hell
I'm not against religion of any kind
But money can't buy religious peace of mind
Track Name: Fishin' Musician
I'm all excited, I'm goin' fishin'
I got a new pole that's really bitchin'
Gonna catch Blue gills, bass and trout
Drink lots o beer and scream and shout
Fishin' is my mission
I'm a fishin' musician
Tonight I'll be jamming
On my brand new Gibson
I catch more fish than Orlando Wilson
I cast with precision

Licensed to fish, I'm licensed to kill
And I won't stop 'till my stringer's filled
Live bait, cranking, jigging or trolling
Don't matter to me as long as I'm goin'
Track Name: Pizza-N-Beer
I took my baby to the drive in movie
She did not want to the movie
She wanted to go get some

Pizza and beer
I took my baby to the discotheque
I tried break dancing
Nearly broke my neck
My baby would not have a dance with me
I said, baby why won't you dance with me
She said, I don't want to dance with you
You know the only thing I want to do
Is go get some

Pizza and beer
Track Name: Bugs
Armies march in darkness
Training to attack
For years of senseless crushing
They're gonna fight back
Coming out of the woodwork
Infesting every pore
They don't just want revenge
They want to rule the world

Bugs, bugs
They have a fearless leader
A strong and wise old roach
Ants collect his food supply
While he sits on his throne
Bloodshed will be welcome
To feed the leech patrol
They're much too quick to splatter
They scurry down their holes

For every can of pesticide
There'll be a human genocide
They're crawling to get you

To arms, to arms
We only have two arms
How can we fight them
When the Raid is gone
A hundred bugs to every human
The odds are so unfair
Crabs destroy your sex life
Lice are in your hair
Track Name: Youth Blimp
If you've never flown the blimp
Won't you step right on in
Two by two by two
Escape the human zoo
We'll all have our say
'Cause it's big and gray
Hurry up, don't delay
Or we might fly away
There never is a guest list
No fees or exemptions
No reason to be rejected
Everyone's accepted
And everyone's invited
So we can all fly united
In youth blimp we'll fly high
Attain peace in the sky

It doesn't matter who you are
We'll all do our part
Be you fat or thin
Straight, gay, punk or skin
Black, white, red or yellow
All females and fellows
If we fly the dirigible
We'll stand indivisible
Track Name: Commercial Cuts
[lyrics not printed...]

...uh oh, sergio!
Track Name: Survive
He's the leader of his kingdom
Lord of his domain
He can't wait for doomsday

Waiting for you to cross his line
He'll blow you away

Survive, try to save all that's his
First it is moonshine, then his kids
He's forever training
It's his idea of fun
Waiting for the day
He can kill the commie scum

Waiting in anticipation
For the abolishment of this nation
Can't imagine the sensation
Standing over fresh kill masturbating

A lot of people think
His views are too extreme
Because his bunker walls are lined
With cans of pork and beans
Track Name: Studio Banter
[no lyrics]
Track Name: Masterpiece
[no lyrics]
Track Name: Crowd Control
Implications running rampant
Mayhem in the streets
They've blocked off all the boundaries
Armed themselves to the teeth

Back up reinforcements
Line the route at every turn
Riot gear close at hand
To defend the fatherland
Display of force, display of power
Show your civic pride
Your shirt is pressed
Your shoes are shined
For the square mile ride

The troops proceed
The band plays on
The children march in step
Floats, clowns, balloons and bubble gum
This is the best parade yet
Track Name: Velvet Elvis
Checked into my hotel room
I paid a lot of money for this place
There's a picture of Elvis nailed to the wall
At least they could have vacuumed his fuzzy face

Velvet Elvis
I want to take him home with me
I will pay any price
Hang him up in my bedroom
Right next to my fuzzy Jesus Christ
Turn on my lava light and what do I see
A picture of Elvis on the wall
Staring out into the sea
Track Name: Fuck the Neighbors
Fuck the neighbors hate the kids
Fuck the neighbors hate the wife
Fuck the neighbors hate the guy
Fuck the neighbors wish they'd die
Their leaves always fall in my yard
They own about fifteen cars
Their dog always shits on my stairs
Their cooking always stinking up the air

They're a big unruly crowd
They blare Springsteen too loud
They're always staring at me
Their house should be condemne
Track Name: Surfin' Jew
[no lyrics]
Track Name: Bruce's Lament
In this infinite galaxy
We conceived to be Adrenalin O.D.
Was it late? No, it was destiny
The will of the gods made it to be
No escape from our demonic curse
The masters of your universe
The infinite karma is loose
We are Paul and Jack and Dave and Bruce
Track Name: The Nice Song
I'm feeling really fine on such a lovely day
I'm feeling really fine, feel like wasting my time
It's such a lovely day, got nothing to do
I'm lying in my bed on such a lovely day
I'm lying in my bed, don't want to see no friends
It's such a lovely day, got nothing to do

I'm lying in the tub on such a lovely day
I'm lying in the tub, give me a body scrub
It's such a lovely day, got nothing to do

I'm sitting on the steps on such a lovely day
I'm sitting on the steps smoking cigarettes
It's such a lovely day, got nothing to do
Track Name: Spiderman Theme (Bonus Track)
[no lyrics]
Track Name: Jefferson's Theme (Bonus Track)
Well we're movin on up,
To the east side.
To a deluxe apartment in the sky.
Movin on up,
To the east side.
We finally got a piece of the pie.

Fish don't fry in the kitchen;
Beans don't burn on the grill.
Took a whole lotta tryin',
Just to get up that hill.
Now we're up in the big leagues,
Gettin' our turn at bat.
As long as we live, it's you and me baby,
There ain't nothin wrong with that.

Well we're movin on up,
To the east side.
To a deluxe apartment in the sky.
Movin on up,
To the east side.
We finally got a piece of the pie.
Track Name: Saturday Night (Bonus Track)
[Originally written by the Bay City Rollers]

Saturday Night
The Bay City Rollers
- written by Bill Martin and Phil Coulter


Gonna keep on dancin' to the
rock and roll
On Saturday night, Saturday night
Dancin' to the rhythm in our
heart and soul
On Saturday Night, Saturday night
IIIII just can't wait,
IIII got a date

*At the good ole rock and roll road
show, I gotta go
Saturday Night,
Saturday Night
Gonna rock it up, roll it up
Do it all, have a ball,
Saturday Night,
Saturday Night
It's just a Saturday Night
It's just a Saturday Night
It's just a Saturday Night

Gonna dance with my baby till the
night is thru
On Saturday Night, Saturday Night
Tell her all the little things I'm
gonna do
On Saturday night, Saturday Night
IIIIlove her so
III I'm gonna let her know


It's just a Saturday night
It's just a Saturday Night,
IT's just a Saturday Night,
It's just a Saturday Night,

(repeat and fade)
Track Name: Deuce (Bonus Track)
[Lyrics originally written by Kiss]

Get up
And get your grandma outta here
Pick up
Old Jim is workin' hard this year
And baby
Do the things he says to do

Baby, if you're feeling good
And baby if you're feeling nice
You know your man is workin' hard
He's worth a deuce

Don't put your man behind his years
And baby
Stop cryin' all your tears
Do the things he says to do
Do it

Baby, if you're feeling good
And baby if you're feeling nice
You know your man is workin' hard
He's worth a deuce

And baby, if you're feeling good
Yes baby if you're feeling nice
You know your man is workin' hard
Track Name: Sonic Reducer (Bonus Track)
[Lyrics originally written by the Dead Boys]

I don't need anyone
Don't need no mom and dad
Don't need no pretty face
Don't need no human race
I got some news for you
Don't even need you too

I got my devil machine
Got my electronic dream
Sonic reducer
Ain't no loser
I'm a sonic reducer
Ain't no loser

People out on the streets
They don't know who I am
I watch them from my room
They all just pass me by
But I'm not just anyone
Said I'm not just anyone

I got my devil machine
Got my electronic dream
Sonic reducer
Ain't no loser
I'm a sonic reducer
Ain't no loser

I'll be a pharaoh soon
Rule from some golden tomb
Things will be different then
The sun will rise from here
Then I'll be ten feet tall
And you'll be nothing at all
Track Name: Anarchy in the UK (Bonus Track)
[Lyrics originally written by the Sex Pistols]

Right! NOW! ha ha ha ha ha

I am an anti-christ
I am an anarchist
Don't know what I want but
I know how to get it
I wanna destroy the passer by cos I

I wanna BE anarchy!
No dogs body!

Anarchy for the U.K it's coming sometime and maybe
I give a wrong time stop a traffic line
your future dream is a shopping scheme

cos I, I wanna BE anarchy!
In the city

How many ways to get what you want
I use the best I use the rest
I use the enemy
I use anarchy cos I

I wanna BE anarchy!

Is this the M.P.L.A
Or is this the U.D.A
Or is this the I.R.A
I thought it was the U.K or just
another country
another council tenancy

I wanna be anarchy
and I wanna be anarchy
Know what I mean
And I wanna be anarchist!