"the way his body is severed in two his vocal cords are gonna be hard to use"
i'm not quite sure when the offspring turned into a parody of themselves. maybe it was the shift to the major label placing different expectations upon them. although ixnay was on epitaph and there are a few novelty-ish songs that kinda point to the direction they ended up going in for columbia.
but right back in the dying moments of the eighties there were tracks like this that blended so-cal punk with a twist of the cartoon horror of the misfits. this song is as much about finding ways to silence those try to control you as it is about collecting heads in a sack under your bed.
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