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Breath: By Breaking Benjamin I see nothing in your eyes, and the more I see the less I like. Is it over yet, in my head? I know nothing of your kind, and I won't reveal your evil mind. Is it over yet? I can't win. So sacrifice yourself, and let me have what's left. I know that I can find the fire in your eyes. I'm going all the way, get away, please. [Chorus:] You take the breath right out of me. You left a hole where my heart should be. You got to fight just to make it through, 'cause I will be the death of you. This will be all over soon. Pour salt into the open wound. Is it over yet? Let me in. So sacrifice yourself, and let me have what's left. I know that I can find the fire in your eyes. I'm going all the way, get away, please. [Chorus:] You take the breath right out of me. You left a hole where my heart should be. You got to fight just to make it through, 'cause I will be the death of you. [Bridge] I'm waiting, I'm praying, realize, start hating. [Chorus:] You take the breath right out of me. You left a hole where my heart should be. You got to fight just to make it through, 'cause I will be the death of you.
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ANTI-FLAG "1 Trillion Dollar$" One trillion dollars could buy a lot of bling One trillion dollars could buy most anything One trillion dollars buying bullets, buying guns One trillion dollars in the hands of killers, thugs Woah-oh-oh woah-oh woah-oh-oh-oh Fuck the world, a lot of people gotta die tonight Woah-oh-oh woah-oh woah-oh Fuck the world, Fuck 'em all One trillion dollars to Africa, Iraq One trillion dollars and it’s never coming back One trillion dollars could buy some bad-ass drugs One trillion dollars makes me wanna kill myself Woah-oh-oh woah-oh woah-oh-oh-oh Fuck the world, a lot of people gotta die tonight Woah-oh-oh woah-oh woah-oh Fuck the world, yeah, yeah Fuck 'em all Until the sun burns from the sky Until the sun burns so bright this world is no more Sun burns from the sky... And all the people are just dust on the ground One trillion dollars could buy a heart, a soul One trillion dollars buying nations - all the world One trillion dollars could make the fat lady sing One trillion dollars, what a bullshit useless thing Woah-oh-oh woah-oh woah-oh-oh-oh Fuck the world, a lot of people gotta die tonight Woah-oh-oh woah-oh woah-oh-oh-oh Fuck the world, a lot of people gotta die tonight Woah-oh-oh woah-oh woah-oh-oh-oh Shit loads of money spent will show us wrong from right Fuck the world Fuck 'em all |
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"The Diary Of Jane" If I had to I would put myself right beside you So let me ask Would you like that? Would you like that? And I don't mind If you say this love is the last time So now I'll ask Do you like that? Do you like that? No! Something's getting in the way. Something's just about to break. I will try to find my place in the diary of Jane. So tell me how it should be. Try to find out what makes you tick. As I lie down Sore and sick. Do you like that? Do you like that? There's a fine line between love and hate. And I don't mind. Just let me say that I like that I like that Something's getting in the way. Something's just about to break. I will try to find my place in the diary of Jane. As I burn another page, As I look the other way. I still try to find my place in the diary of Jane. So tell me how it should be. Desperate, I will crawl Waiting for so long No love, there is no love. Die for anyone What have I become? Something's getting in the way. Something's just about to break. I will try to find my place in the diary of Jane. As I burn another page, As I look the other way. I still try to find my place in the diary of Jane. -Breakin Ben
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SEX PISTOLS "Great Rock 'n' Roll Swindle" People said we couldn't play The called us foul-mothed yobs But the only notes that really count Are the ones that come in wads They all drowned when the air turned blue 'Cos we didn't give a toss Filthy lucre, ain't nothing new But we all get cash from the chaos The time is right to do it now The greatest rock'n'roll swindle The time is right to do it now E.M.I. said you're out of hand And they gave us the boot But they couldn't sack us, just like that Without giving us the loot Thank you kindly A & M They said we were out of bounds But that ain't bad for two weeks work And 75,000 pounds The time is right to do it now The greatest rock'n'roll swindle The time is right to do it now The time is right to do it now The greatest rock'n'roll swindle The time is right to do it now I just wanna play with my hand Are you good enough for me Hiya boys I'm the choosen one Can't you fucking see I'm a jealous god and I want everything And I love you with a knife I'll take you, if you're ready for me And I'll give you my life The time is right to do it now The greatest rock'n'roll swindle The time is right to do it now The time is right for Nickey's Special The greatest rock'n'roll star The time is right for me, now! |
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Wednesday 13 "Happily Ever Cadaver" Well I broke my nail on your coffin lid Trying to get to the beauty within Oh yeah, you're gonna be mine Digging a grave while wearing a skirt Asking for trouble, gonna get myself hurt But its fine, you're gonna be mine Let me wipe those maggots from your eyes You make me feel all warm and fuzzy inside Now my wigs all frizzy And I've got a run in my hose Rigor mortis has been kind to you And left you in a sexy pose Happily, I'm so happily ever cadaver You're gonna be mine This transvestite moves by moonlight With six inch heels and a pink flashlight Oh yeah, you're gonna be mine I put you in the back of my Cadillac Next to my lingerie and tire jack Oh yeah, you're gonna be mine Let me wipe those maggots from your eyes You make me feel all warm and fuzzy inside Now my wigs all frizzy And I've got a run in my hose Rigor mortis has been kind to you And left you in a sexy pose Happily, I'm so happily ever cadaver You're gonna be mine All right, dig 'em up Oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi Oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi, oi Alright Let me wipe those maggots from your eyes You make me feel all warm and fuzzy inside Now my wigs all frizzy And I've got a run in my hose Rigor mortis has been kind to you And left you in a sexy pose Happily, I'm so happily ever cadaver You're gonna be mine
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"Vanity Fair" by Mr. Bungle You're not human You're a miracle A preacher with an animal's face In your sexy Neon smokescreen Lie the supersalesmen of vanity Even your shadow worships you In your jungle solitude With the orgies of the sacrament And the seal of flagellants God saves those who save their skin From the bondage that we're in I'm elated I could cut you And remove the sheath of your ignorance Bless the eunuch And the Skoptsi Will you hurt me now and make a million? Say cheese, baby We all love you But it's a cheap world and you don't exist... Slit the fabric of the right now Spread your legs and wear the crown Tell me how long, lord, how long? Till I get my beauty sleep? Now the hourglass is empty The moment of my de-sexing Cut it Cut it Cut this cancer from my soul Now that I've made it... I'm finally naked...
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8/10 Mr Bungle is awsome.
Squeeze me macaroni by Mr Bungle I wanna lock Betty Crocker in the kitchen And knock her upper during supper Clutter up her butter gutter Hostess Ding Dong wrapped an eggroll around my wong While Dolly Madison proceded to ping my pong Your Milky Way is M'n'M in your britches And I'll tell you Baby Ruth it looks mighty delicious Keep blowing my gum, cuz here I come I'm gonna get you all sticky with my Bubble Yum Knick knack paddywhack and give your dog a bone, baby I was givin' some head to some french bread It was a four course orgy on the spread of my bed French kissin' french fries in my Fruit of the Looms I get deeper penetration with a fork and a spoon I got yogurt meat loaf smeared all over my ass I stick my weiner in two buns and and then give it the gas Sour cream from my spleen into Levi jeans Gonna bust the seams with my refried beans Ronald McDonald just loves to be fondled With Big Mac he'll fuck it like a Chicken McNugget Colonel Sanders wants to goose Granny's loose caboose He's gonna give her a boost with that Kentucky fried juice Sooper doop poop scoop, loop de loop, chicken coop Shoot some hoop, top sirloin from the groin Topped with dick cheese, sneeze, wheeze, From the skeez disease, wooi! Take a dump, baby, squirt some gravy Pour some sugar on me, honey, make it brown & runny Give a little Flavor Flav, back from the grave Gonna burn some toast, pump some humpin' rump roast Knick knack paddywhack, jump in the sack, in fact Jerk the smack and crack Jack from the back Bananarama or ramabanana Fuckin' Barry Manilow on the Copa Cabana Squeeze me macaroni, slop your face with my bologna You gotta syphon the spinach, you gotta cream the corn Sperm scrambles the eggs and a meal is born Cookin' like a beginner, but I'm goin' up in her I had Fritos for lunch I'm havin' bush for dinner Chef Boyardee and the Three Muskateers Shove Charleston Chews in their rears like queers "Holy moly, guacamole!" said my Chips Ahoy I'm gonna pinch a ravioli on the Pillsbury dough...Tall man Knick knack paddywhack and give your dog a boner, baby We came to pottie...we came to pottie down your throat |
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Slayer - Cult - 10/10
Oppression is the holy law In God I distrust In time His monuments will fall Like ashes to dust Is war and greed the masters plan? The bible's where it all began Its propaganda sells despair And spreads the virus everywhere Religion is hate Religion is fear Religion is war Religion is rape Religion's obscure Religion's a whore The pestilence is Jesus Christ There never was a sacrifice No man upon the crucifix Beware the cult of purity Infectious imbecility I've made my choice. Six six six Corruption breeds the pedohile Don't pray for the priest Confession finds the lonely child God preys on the weak You think your soul can still be saved I think you're fucking miles away Scream out loud here's where you begin Forgive me father for I have sinned Religion is hate Religion is fear Religion is war Religion is rape Religion's obscure Religion's a whore The target's Fucking Jesus Christ I would've lead the sacrifice And nailed him to the crucifix Beware the cult of purity Infectious imbecility I've made my choice. Six six six Jesus is pain Jesus is gore Jesus is the blood That's spilled in war He's everything He's all things dead He's pulling on the trigger Pointed at your head Through fear you're sold into the fraud Revelation revolution I see through your Christ Illusion The war on terror just drags along My war with God is growing strong His propaganda sells despair And spreads the violence everywhere Religion is hate Religion is fear Religion is war Religion is rape Religion's obscure Religion's a whore There is no fuckin' Jesus Christ There never was a sacrifice No man upon the crucifix Beware the cult of purity Infectious inbecility I've made my choice. Six six six Last edited by illdojo; 02-28-2007 at 10:25 AM. |
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Ace Of Spades by Motorhead If you like to gamble, I tell you I'm your man, You win some, lose some, all the same to me, The pleasure is to play, makes no difference what you say, I don't share your greed, the only card I need is The Ace Of Spades Playing for the high one, dancing with the devil, Going with the flow, it's all the same to me, Seven or Eleven, snake eyes watching you, Double up or quit, double stake or split, The Ace Of Spades You know I'm born to lose, and gambling's for fools, But that's the way I like it baby, I don't wanna live for ever, And don't forget the joker! Pushing up the ante, I know you wanna see me, Read 'em and weep, the dead man's hand again, I see it in your eyes, take one look and die, The only thing you see, you know it's gonna be, The Ace Of Spades |
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War on Drugs by The Barenaked Ladies: She likes to sleep with the radio on So she can dream of her favorite song The one that no one has ever sung since she was small She'll never know that she made it up She had a soul and we ate it up Thrown away like a paper cup The music falls The only flaw in her detailed plan Is where she wins back the love of her man Everyone knows that he's never coming back He took her heart and she took his name He couldn't stand taking all the blame He left her only with guilt and shame and then she cracked Won't it be dull when we rid ourselves Of all these demons haunting us To keep us company In the dream I refuse to have She falls asleep in a lukewarm bath We're left to deal with the aftermath again On behalf of humanity I will fight for your sanity How profound such profanity can be Won't it be dull when we rid ourselves Of all these demons haunting us To keep us company Won't it be odd to be happy like we Always thought we're supposed to feel But never seem to be Near where I live there's a viaduct Where people jump when they're out of luck Raining down on the cars and trucks below They've put a net there to catch their fall Like it'll stop anyone at all What they don't know is when nature calls, you go They say that Jesus and mental health Are just for those who can help themselves But what good is that when you live in hell on earth? From the very fear that makes you want to die Is just the same as what keeps you alive It's way more trouble than some suicide is worth Won't it be dull when we rid ourselves Of all these demons haunting us To keep us company Won't it be odd to be happy like we Always thought we're supposed to feel But never seem to be Hard to admit I fought the war on drugs My hands were tied and the phone was bugged Another died and the world just shrugged it off...
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