1. |
Anti-Christ
04:33
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Cut off one head
up pop another three
a lesser of evils
never meant to be
tumble down the hole
of all the hype
wqtch the world succumb
to the pipe
ANTI-CHRIST
Chuck he fed upon
his blood and gore
but for wht he longed
was peace and love more
a road paved by intentions
of a poor soul
lives in dirty hands that
you`ve made into burks
son I am god and I am here
to do the devils work
What lucky Rulers
Own a sea of spotless minds
their propaganda shall rain
supreme upon their lives
ANTI-CHRIST
What lucky Rulers
Own a sea of spotless minds
their propaganda shall rain
supreme upon their lives
ANTI-CHRIST
Came home one day
Flags in their eyes
We don`t ask them if they
speak truth or they speak lies
act as nature intends
and don`t dare ask why
the day the fight comes to your door
you`ll hide and you will shirk
son I am god and I am here to do the devils work
What lucky Rulers
Own a sea of spotless minds
their propaganda shall rain
supreme upon their lives
ANTI-CHRIST
What lucky Rulers
Own a sea of spotless minds
their propaganda shall rain
supreme upon their lives
ANTI-CHRIST
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2. |
Necessary Evil
02:32
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Life is a written joke
and its hard to read the punchline
My clothing is soaked
but the world`s humour is dry
So precious and perfect
no need to alter it seems
The end forever destined
to justify the means
I`m a singin` bird in a cage
I was born to be on the stage
Slingin`jokes and spittin`flames
Swallowin`swords and purgin`the remains
In constant need of something to go Against
Cause I`m a Singin`Bird in a cage
Now the world is burning
but no one flees the flames
to die for faith eternal
a legacy left behind in vein
A world remembered for gods
possetions and sess pools
Never the less remembered
and remembered by fools
I`m a singin` bird in a cage
I was born to be on the stage
Slingin`jokes and spittin`flames
Swallowin`swords and purgin`the remains
In constant need of something to go Against
Cause I`m a Singin`Bird in a cage
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3. |
Pick Their Bones
04:59
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Pick Their Bones... Dry
Never say die and
never buy their lie oh
Pick Their Bones... Dry
Never say die and
never buy their lie oh
Pick Their Bones Dry
Tough love and death to the weak
The spirits above have got nothin`on me
I care not for your heaven or your holy trinity
and I refuse to ever turn the other cheek
Well I got a plan for these people`s thìnkin`
and it involves a lot of heavy drinkin`
I see the lights in the distance blinkin`
they signal for the age of the meek
Pick Their Bones... Dry
Never say die and
never buy their lie oh
Pick Their Bones... Dry
Never say die and
never buy their lie oh
Pick Their Bones Dry
Now the fittest don`t survive for long
Singin`an unknown song
as they start to do right so wrong
why must we stay where we don`t belong
And now down on their knees
they cause their very very own disease
eaten alive by the tick and by the fleas
but we won`t be here for long
Pick Their Bones... Dry
Never say die and
never buy their lie oh
Pick Their Bones... Dry
Never say die and
never buy their lie oh
Pick Their Bones Dry
Pick Their Bones... Dry
Never say die and
never buy their lie oh
Pick Their Bones... Dry
Never say die and
never buy their lie oh
Pick Their Bones Dry
Pick Their Bones... Dry
Never say die and
never buy their lie oh
Pick Their Bones... Dry
Never say die and
never buy their lie oh
Pick Their Bones Dry
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4. |
Grin Bearer
02:33
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Old Bozo the clown
he couldn`t smile
and he couldn`t frown
His car and his home
were one and the same
and he couldn`t even
remember his real name
well you saw his act once
you saw it a thousand times
yaknow squeaky nose
baggy pants floppy shoes
but i bet ya never saw a
happy clown with the blues
well I know I look happy to you
but ya don;t know what I go through
yaknow Im wearin; this grin it`s true
but the smiles for me man it`s not for you
Well That`s Why
Well That`s WHy
Well That`s why
WHatever place I`m in
I Believe what I see now
and only carrey a grin
Now all your children are dead
They`ve bin bludgened in their bed
By all the lies you taught to them
well it ain`t their fault they believe your sins
well I know I look happy to you
but ya don;t know what I go through
yaknow Im wearin; this grin it`s true
but the smiles for me man it`s not for you
Well That`s Why
Well That`s WHy
Well That`s why
WHatever place I`m in
I Believe what I see now
and only carrey a grin
Well he`s intoxicated through sickness and in health
cares for entertaining no body but himself
well he cares not for riches and not for wealth
always tryna put baby in the corner on the shelf
please take a bow listen to them applause and sighs
yaknow clappin`hands bobbin` heads tappin` shoes
but I bet ya never saw a happy clown with the blues
well I know I look happy to you
but ya don;t know what I go through
yaknow Im wearin; this grin it`s true
but the smiles for me man it`s not for you
Well That`s Why
Well That`s WHy
Well That`s why
WHatever place I`m in
I Believe what I see now
and only carrey
Believe I see now I
Believe what I see now...
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5. |
Toxicus Mash
03:34
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Breath it in, Taste the radiation on your skin
We Live within, A crisis of moderation
but as the curtains close and god's surely heard our woes
but he cares not for the trouble that we've got ourselves in
Has is really gotten this bad
Kings stand on high and they wonder why
Kingdoms become piles of trash
an if and but and wish inside this petri dish now
Let's all do the Toxicus Mash
Surely we'd win, master a plan at the last second
Obviously we've lost chasing pennies a every cost
but as the music stops and every seed rots
we defficate inside own melting pot
Has it really gotten this bad
Kings stand on high and they wonder why
Kingdoms become piles of trash
an if and but and wish inside this petri dish now
Let's all do the Toxicus Mash
One More berral down
We stick our heads inside the ground
One more berral down
We dance in the night to the awful sound
One more berral down
These hammers and guns in my head they pound
So right before the tide takes us away
I'll look at you and smile, We've enjoyed our stay
Cause It really isn't that bad
We've had as much as anyone has had
we get to watch this caravan crash
this palace fall over the greener grass now
Let's all do the Toxicus Mash
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