Zan Clan
Citizen Of Wasteland
CMC Records
1994

Zan Clan

Citizen Of Wasteland

CMC Records
1994
Format: CD

Tracks/Lyrics:
01. ZAN CLAN STOMP (0:32)
(Music and Words: Z.J. San)
02. CALL OF THE WILD (4:26)
(Music: M. Lehammer/Z.J. San, Words: Z.J. San)
03. YOUNGBLOOD (4:50)
(Music: Z.J. San/F. Thomander/M. Thomander, Words: Z.J. San)
04. RUSSIAN ROULETTE (4:50)
(Music: C. Baraldi/Z.J. San, Words: Z.J. San)
05. I WANT IT ALL (4:50)
(Music and Words: Z.J. San)
06. AFTER THE FIRE (6:20)
(Music and Words: Z.J. San)
07. CITIZEN OF WASTELAND (5:27)
(Music and Words: Z.J. San)
08. TIMES OUT (4:05)
(Music and Words: Z.J. San)
09. PPRIVATE HELL (4:30)
(Music: Z.J. San/F. Thomander/M. Thomander/J. Samuels, Words: Z.J. San)
10. DROP IN THE BUCKET (4:14)
(Music and Words: Z.J. San)
11. PRELUDE (1:25)
(Music: C. Baraldi)
12. SHINE (4:57)
(Music: S.L. Swanson/Z.J. San, Words: Z.J. San)
13. MONKEYHOUSE (5:38)
(Music: S.L. Swanson/Z.J. San, Words: Z.J. San)
14. NAGGIN BITCH (1:12)
(Music and Words: Z.J. San)

LINE-UP:
ZINNY J. SAN – vocals
SOREN L. SWANSON – guitars, bass (all tracks except 6 and 13)
CHRISTIAN BARALDI – guitars
MATTHEW BARALDI – drums
PERRA TEDEBLAD – bass

Additional musicians:
FREDRIK THOMANDER – bass (on track 9)
PER SOLÄNG – drums (on tracks 1, 2, 5, 7, 8, 13)
BOSSE LINDMARK – backing vocals
KEBBE LINDMARK – backing vocals
JOHAN KRÖNDAHL – backing vocals (on track 14)

All songs arranged by Zan Clan except track 2, 3, 6 and 10
Track 2 arranged by Z.J. San and M. Lehammer
Track 3 and 9 arranged by Z.J. San, Fredrik and Martin Thomander and Jake Samuels
Track 10 arranged by Z.J. San, F. Thomander, S.L. Swanson and C. Baraldi

CREDITS:
Produced by Zeb King and Zan Clan
Engineered by Thomas Ahlén and Henke Jonsson
Recorded and mixed at SMC Studio, Stockholm, Sweden
“Prelude” recorded at Alsike Church
Mixed and enginered by Roger Sundh and Mats Christensen
Digitally mastered by Peter Indebeto and Björn Almstedt at Cutting Room, Solna, Sweden

Photography by Stefan Granström and Marie Carlberg
Cover concept by Zinny J. San and Soren L. Swanson
Art direction by S. Keeronac
Design by Stefan Lodell
Illustration by Pelle Angvert

© 1994 SMC Records

LYRICS

ZAN CLAN STOMP (0:32)

too much regulations, I care bout none
I am up for anything if anything is fun
I always had the courage to do things my own way
what’s the use with fun and games if no one came to play

(Music and Words: Z.J. San)

© 1994 SMC Records, Inc.

CALL OF THE WILD (4:26)

sick and tired of being pushed around
I’m gonna take no more, I gonna stand my ground

I never have been a quite guy
was born a restless and wild
it doesn’t matter how much you try
when you’re a problem child

there’s always someone out to get you
I got you, yeah
there’s always someone that won’t let you
go crazy and wild

they say I don’t care bout anything
I say I care about me
you never know what tomorrow’ll bring
today is where I will be

there’s always someone out to get you
I got you
there’s always someone that won’t let you
go crazy and wild

oh oh oh oh, call of the wild
this is the call of the wild
oh oh oh oh, call of the wild
I’m a wild little child
oh oh oh oh, call of the wild

teching with preaching won’t work today
I like my fun and games
won’t live in boredom, hear what I say
’cause I’m too wild to tame

there’s always someone out to get you
I got you
there’s always someone that won’t let you
go crazy and wild

oh oh oh oh, call of the wild
this is the call of the wild
oh oh oh oh, call of the wild
I’m a wild little child

oh oh oh oh, call of the wild
this is the call of the wild
oh oh oh oh, call of the wild
I’m a wild, wild, wild…

oh oh oh oh

(solo)

there’s always someone out to get you
there’s always someone that won’t let you
go crazy and wild

oh oh oh oh, call of the wild
this is the call of the wild
oh oh oh oh, call of the wild
this is love, you wild child

oh oh oh oh, call of the wild
I’m the call of the wild
oh oh oh oh, call of the wild
I’m a wild child

oh oh oh oh
call of the wild

(Music: M. Lehammer/Z.J. San, Words: Z.J. San)

© 1994 SMC Records, Inc.

YOUNGBLOOD (4:50)

hey little lady, do you wanna shake some action
get some satisfaction with me
I take you on and bring you down to the dirty
come and take a chance and you’ll see

I feel like I’m in paradise
she screams a little bit when she comes
when she comes, here she comes, aooauh
oh, do me ’til I’m paralyzed
girl, I’m gonna make you feel good

youngblood
I give you sex, sex-action
together we’re like tounge and cheek
youngblood
it’s a lick and a promise
like to spend some time with you
young youngblood
like to taste you, youngblood

she got the walk, got the talk of a lady
sure thing, she’s no maybe at all
pick up the phone, hear her moan, come and chill me
pump me and refill me with love

I feel like I’m in paradise
she screams a little bit when she comes
when she comes, here she comes, aooauh
oh, do me ’til I’m paralyzed
girl, I’m gonna make you feel good

youngblood
I give you sex, sex-action
together we’re like tounge and cheek
youngblood
it’s a lick and a promise
like to spend some time with you
young youngblood
like to taste you, youngblood

you know anything you can imagine you can do

a little taste of your temptation
I’m giving you the love I know
I wanna feel your sweet sensation
come let it out, let it out, let it out

(solo)

let’s see which trick you got there, baby
no no no no, don’t stop (don’t stop), feels good
we could do this all night long
come on, hmm, ah, coming up

I feel like I’m in paradise
she screams a little bit when she comes
when she comes, here she comes, aooauh
oh, do me ’til I’m paralyzed
girl, I’m gonna make you feel good

youngblood
I give you sex, sex-action
together we’re like tounge and cheek
youngblood
it’s a lick and a promise
like to spend some time with you
young youngblood

youngblood
I want your sex, your lust, anything that you can come up with
youngblood
it’s a lick and a promise
like to spend some time with you

young youngblood
I gonna get it
young youngblood
you won’t regret it
young youngblood
like to taste you youngblood

youngblood

(Music: Z.J. San/F. Thomander/M. Thomander, Words: Z.J. San)

© 1994 SMC Records, Inc.

RUSSIAN ROULETTE (4:50)

so sick and tired of the same old same
got to hit the road and maybe change my name
take some time off and cut me some slack
misery’s nailed like a tatoo on my back

I’m a moving target
hey, what can I say
I’m a moving target
I got to get a break, I need a break

one time, all I need
if you can’t hear me I spell so you can read
one time, I won’t get
bad odds in this russian roulette

I’m in a crossfire and I can’t get out
somebody tell me what it’s all about
so aim – shoot – set me free
put this old dog out of misery

I’m a moving target
hey, what can I say
I’m a moving target
I got to get a break, I need a break

one time, all I need
if you can’t hear me I spell so you can read
one time, I won’t get
bad odds in this russian roulette

one time, all I need
if you can’t hear me I spell so you can read
one time, I won’t get
bad odds in this russian roulette

(solo)

one time, all I need
if you can’t hear me I spell so you can read
one time, I won’t get
bad odds in this russian roulette

one time, all I need
if you can’t hear me I spell so you can read
one time, I won’t get
bad odds in this russian roulette

I got to get a life, man
I just can’t live like this no more
I’m waiting for another break that I won’t get
it’s bad odds in this russian roulette

I don’t wanna live in a box
eat in a box and die in a box
I said living easy, living free
that’s the way to live for me

(Music: C. Baraldi/Z.J. San, Words: Z.J. San)

© 1994 SMC Records, Inc.

I WANT IT ALL (4:50)

just keep on push it, baby
I know I got just what it takes
you just remember, lady
I got no time for mistakes
I swore that I’d love you and love you I will
if push come to shove I would kill
for your love

you’re a walking time bomb, baby
ready to explode at any time
you’ve been waiting much too long
and I’ve worked up a passion for the crime
you’ve got the fire, I’m pure gasoline
I’ll drive you up to the extreme, aaoouh

I’ve been giving you the time now, honey
what you see is what you will get
you say you’re getting closer now
but honey, child, you’ve ain’t seen nothing yet
if I give you my loving and I say for sure
you will come back and be begging for more

I want it all
I got it all, I’m one in a million
I want it all
you got it all and you wan’t my love

you say you never felt this way
now you got passion tatooed in your eyes
you want it every night and day
and my love is the one that satisfies, and it ain’t no surprise
I give you an inch and I take you a mile
when I kiss the lips of your vertical smile

I want it all
I got it all, I’m one in a million
I want it all
you got it all, you’re one in a billion

I want it all
I got it all, I’m one in a million
I want it all
I got it all and you want my love

come over here, baby
hmmm
aaoouh

(solo)

I want it all
I got it all, I’m one in a million
I want it all
you got it all, you’re one in a billion

I want it all
I got it all, I’m one in a million
I want it all
I got it all and you want my love

just like I told you, baby
you’re my woman and I’m your man
from the first time that I saw you, honey
it really wasn’t hard to understand
if I gave you my love it would poison your blood
and you would be praying to God for my love

(Music and Words: Z.J. San)

© 1994 SMC Records, Inc.

AFTER THE FIRE (6:20)

a man loves his woman, she say she loves him too
it’s just that she’s not sure if his words are true
he gives her his lovin’ but still she’s in doubt
there’s something about him she can’t figure out

calls him a liar, it’s making him mad
gone is the fire that they once had

after the fire
all gone, all gone
after the fire
all gone, all good things we had and could have won
after the fire
all gone, all gone
all sad and gone

a man loves his woman, she say she loves him too
it’s just that he’s not sure if her words are true
she gives him no lovin’ and that makes him doubt
there’s something about her, I think I’ve figured it out

she’s not in desire, just lonely and sad
gone is the fire ’cause he’d done her wrong and that makes her mad

after the fire
all gone, all gone
after the fire
all gone, all good things we had and could have won
after the fire
all gone, all gone
all sad and gone
all sad and gone
it’s all sad and gone

(solo)

a man loves his woman, she say she loves him too
and now when she’s even and she have hurt him badly too
it’s all gone to pieces, all gone apart
and the pain never ceases in a broken heart

a cold wind is blowin’, chills to the bone
tell me where we’re going, every love is lost without a home

after the fire
all gone, all gone
after the fire
all gone, everyone gets burned under the sun
after the fire
all gone, all gone
all sad and gone

a man loves his woman and he swears that it’s true
a man loves his woman, now tell me how about you
well, it’s all sad, all sad and gone
oh Lord, oh Lord, where did I go wrong
it’s all sad, it’s all sad
I still miss you
want to kiss you

(Note: This song is a total rip-off from Thin Lizzy’s “The Sun Goes Down” from ‘Thunder & Lightning’)

(Music and Words: Z.J. San)

© 1994 SMC Records, Inc.

CITIZEN OF WASTELAND (5:27)

citizen of wasteland, citizen of pain
breathin’ the pollution and drinking acid rain
freaky little street scene comes alive at night
prostitutes and junkies getting high on china white, right

lawyers they’re all liars, huh, ask me, I can tell
taking your last dollar and watch you burn in hell
well everything about this place is cozy and so neat
we’re all pretty flowers tryin’ to bloom in the concrete

I can see no problem, it’s a working machine
when you’re caught in corruption there ain’t no vaccine

citizen of wasteland
citizen of wasteland
citizen of wasteland
I’m a citizen of wasteland

preachers keep on preachin’, tellin’ you to pray
that won’t help the rape and killing that goes on today
in the name of Jesus s-s-strange things has been done
they violate your civil rights and not a soul’s been won, hon

steal, beg or borrow, keywords of this land
and if you try to feed ’em they’ll bite off your hand (ouch!)
eat or be eaten, take all that you can
this is civilization, this is modern promise land, damn

I can see no problem, it’s a working machine
when you’re caught in corruption there ain’t no vaccine

citizen of wasteland
citizen of wasteland
citizen of wasteland
I’m a citizen of wasteland

they tell you all the time what to do, what to think, what to feel
you wanna be like a sheep, like all those other people?
you wanna work eight, ten fucking hours?
you own nothing, you got nothing
you want a shivano on every corner man, looking after you
watching everything you do, everything you say, man

all the animals come out at night
whores, skunkpussys, buggers, queens, fairys, dopers, junkies
sick! vino!
some day a real rain will come and wash all these scum off the streets

a man’s got to know his limitations

(solo)

I can see no problem, it’s a working machine
when you’re caught in corruption there ain’t no vaccine

citizen of wasteland
citizen of wasteland
citizen of wasteland
I’m a citizen of wasteland

citizen of wasteland
citizen of wasteland
citizen of wasteland
I’m a citizen of wasteland

a flat broke citizen (of wasteland)
a hopeful citizen (of wasteland, only kidding)
a not so faithful citizen (of wasteland)
but I’m just as good as you and anybody else
doesn’t matter what your name is or what your game is
know what I’m saying, yo

(Note: The opening part and rhytm parts on the verses on this songs is a rip-off on Alice Coopers’ “Billion Dollar Babies”.)

(Music and Words: Z.J. San)

© 1994 SMC Records, Inc.

TIMES OUT (4:05)

pleased to meet ya and you walked into my life
truth will eat ya, it would cut you like a knife

I got nothing so you will get none
made me suffer while you had your fun

bad way to make peace
sad babe, your lies shines through your innocence
bad way to make peace
sad babe, but your time’s out

out of reasons to forget just what you’ve done
change of seasons, my battle’s lost but the war I won

you got nothing but I got me some
I stand cool babe, but you just stand dumb

bad way to make peace
sad babe, your lies shines through your innocence
bad way to make peace
sad babe, you misjudged my intelligence
bad way to make peace
sad babe, you’re all lost in your decadence
bad way to make peace
sad babe, but your time’s out

(solo)

just like Judas you had reasons
just like Jesus I’ve got mine
I will live through all your seasons
with the justice I will shine

crucify me and then beat me
but defeat me you will not
you deny me then you cheat me
you’re a loser and I am not

you got nothing but I got me some
I stand cool, babe, but you just stand dumb

bad way to make peace
sad babe, your lies shines through your innocence
bad way to make peace
sad babe, you misjudged my intelligence
bad way to make peace you fuck
sad babe, you’re all lost in your decadence
bad way to make peace
sad babe, but your time’s out

bad way to make peace

(Music and Words: Z.J. San)

© 1994 SMC Records, Inc.

PRIVATE HELL (4:30)

shut up you bitch, you talk too loud
your talk is spread like a disease and that makes me mad
came here to doublecross
now I know you’re not one of us

to hell with you and your foolish games
you want the money and the glory, all the fortune and fame
live in a make believe, you won’t get what I’ll achive
bitch, you are so naive

I wish you luck, I wish you well
goin’ through your private hell
I wish you luck, I wish you well
all alone with the saints and the sinners

you got no class, you got no style and you don’t show me respect
won’t take your offer, rather suffer, what you sell I neglect
come kiss my ass goodbye, it doesn’t matter how much you try
I’m in this game to survive

I wish you luck, I wish you well
goin’ through your private hell
I wish you luck, I wish you well
I can’t see no saints, only sinners

(solo)

oh mama, mama, mama, won’t you save my soul
I’m slowly sinking down in cheap alcohol
live in a wasteland, where no one gives a damn
bitch, don’t you understand

I wish you luck, I wish you well
welcome to my private hell
I wish you luck, I wish you well
Lord, am I a saint or a sinner

I wish you luck, I wish you well
welcome to my private hell
I wish you luck, I wish you well
God, I am no saint, I’m a sinner

(solo)

my private hell

(Music: Z.J. San/F. Thomander/M. Thomander/J. Samuels, Words: Z.J. San)

© 1994 SMC Records, Inc.

DROP IN THE BUCKET (4:14)

drop in the bucket

too much confusion if you ask me
your pretty face has gone to hell
want retribution when I can see
through all them cheap lies that you sell

so sick and tired of always being pushed around
so sick and tired, I won’t take no more
looking up your address and I’m kicking down the door

one more drop in the bucket
this is the last drop, you clown
one more drop in the bucket
I’ve saved them all for you to drown in

don’t care about you, I ignore you
but you keep coming back for more
you want to see me kneel before you
this time you’ve gone too far for sure

don’t come around, you bet I’m gonna knock you out
don’t come around trying all yout tricks
you know that my temper and your face don’t really mix

one more drop in the bucket
this is the last drop, you clown
one more drop in the bucket
I’ve saved them all for you to drown in

(solo)

don’t come around, you bet I’m gonna knock you out
don’t come around trying all yout tricks
you know that my temper and your face don’t really mix

one more drop in the bucket
this is the last drop, you clown
one more drop in the bucket
I’ve saved them all for you to…

one more drop in the bucket
this is the last drop, you clown
one more drop in the bucket
I’ve saved them all for you to drown in

drop in the bucket
drop in the bucket
drop in the bucket
drop in the bucket

(Music and Words: Z.J. San)

© 1994 SMC Records, Inc.

PRELUDE (1:25)

instrumental

(Music: C. Baraldi)

© 1994 SMC Records, Inc.

SHINE (4:57)

come watch the sea, come watch the sky
all things connected, even you and I
for just a glimpse we’re here to shine
come rest your troubled head and float away in time

you want it, you need it
it’s in your soul so feel it, come feel it
you want it, you need it
it’s in your soul so feel it

the wind will whisper your name through all time
let go and shine

shine
shine
shine

every flower once a seed
fill your soul with all the things you need
just like that wave that floats to shore
you’ll go back out again and won’t be back no more

you want it, you need it
it’s in your soul so feel it, come feel it
you want it, you need it
it’s in your soul so feel it

the wind will whisper your name through all time
let go and shine

shine
shine
don’t let your light die out
don’t let your light die out

(solo)

the wind will whisper your name through all time
let go and shine

shine
shine
don’t let your light go out
don’t let your light die out

don’t let your light die out
don’t let your light die out
don’t let your light die out
don’t let your light die out

(Music: S.L. Swanson/Z.J. San, Words: Z.J. San)

© 1994 SMC Records, Inc.

MONKEYHOUSE (5:38)

come on, boys!

where’s all the action, want satisfaction
hey, I know just where you’re coming from
I want it all and if you stay tall then
you could be king in my pleasuredome

you want to bring this whole house down
alright, there ain’t no doubt
that you want to party, I say party that’s me
for every night there is a story
I say don’t you worry, I take you to…

monkeyhouse
you wanna live it, you got to learn it
monkeyhouse
you wanna be it, you got to see it
monkeyhouse
you wanna live it, you got to learn it
monkeyhouse
ma-ma-ma-ma monkeyhouse

girls in bikinis and dry Martinis
will ease you up for a little while
a little teasin’ turns into pleasin’
could be success if you came in style

you want to bring this whole house down
alright, there ain’t no doubt
that you want to party, I say party that’s me
for every night there is a story
I say don’t you worry, I take you to…

monkeyhouse
you wanna live it, you got to learn it
monkeyhouse
you wanna be it, you got to see it
monkeyhouse
you wanna live it, you got to learn it
monkeyhouse
ma-ma-ma-ma monkeyhouse

take a look at this
it’s a damn jungle out there, man
you wanna join
coming up

(solo)

midnight hour, built up the power
you turning tricks ’til the night will end
tomorrow’s Sunday, pass out and done day
by next week you feel okay again

you want to bring this whole house down
alright, there ain’t no doubt
that you want to party, I say party that’s me
for every night there is a story
I say don’t you worry, I take you to…

monkeyhouse
you wanna live it, you got to learn it
monkeyhouse
you wanna be it, you got to see it
monkeyhouse
you wanna live it, you got to learn it
monkeyhouse
ma-ma-ma-ma monkeyhouse

(Music: S.L. Swanson/Z.J. San, Words: Z.J. San)

© 1994 SMC Records, Inc.

NAGGIN BITCH (1:12)

this one’s for you, babe

this is a situation SOS
got married, now my private life’s a mess
sick and tired ’cause bitch goes on and on
I thought by now all things were said and done
my ears is bleeding, so is my nose, I got myself a nagging overdose

you’re a nag nag nag naggin’ bitch
I wish that I could turm you off but I can’t find a switch
you’re a nag nag nag naggin’ bitch
if words could turn to money, honey, you’d be filthy rich
you’re a nag, nag
na-na-na-na-na-na naggin’ bitch

you’re a bitch, babe
a real fucking loonychick

(Music and Words: Z.J. San)

© 1994 SMC Records, Inc.