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Monday, October 20, 2014


Until their songbook was officially released with the comprehensive coffin-shaped boxed set, there was perhaps no other punk bands whose semi-incomprehensible lyrics inspired as much conjecture as the Danzig-era Misfits. My buddy Greaseball Johnny and I spent years trying to makes heads or tails of their songs, often coming up lyrics that seemed right on the money, but then the songbook came out and revealed that for the most part Misfits songs were just a bunch of nonsensical gobbledegook coupled with kickass music, thus pointing out in no uncertain terms that Johnny and I had wasted our lives. And apparently we were not the only ones, as these videos will attest.

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