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Snap You Like a Twig
05:11
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You people think you got it bad
Well why don't you all just drop dead
You got a crowd that wants you bad
I got myself instead
To all you pricks in the present
And all you pigs in the past
Been robbed of my youth
Been robbed of the truth
Been robbed of my life so fast
It's a nightmare
Girl you got so much to give
Hide with me til the end
I've been robbed of my right to live
But you've given it to me again
Now I'm gonna take it out on ya babe
I had a dream, a childhood dream
But I lost it
When you took my self-esteem
Look what you bastards did to me
Can't believe they let you walk free
Been blaming myself for all this time
But now you crooks
Are gonna pay for your crimes
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Take me for a ride
Across the countryside
Where my friends all died
But haven't been identified
Fragments of a distant past
Comin' back to haunt me again
Gonna have to live with it now
'Cause I couldn't stop it back then
Six million anonymous deceased
I knew a girl
From the wrong side of the tracks
Thought we had it made
But she fell right through the cracks
She used to wear a yellow star
She was a Zionist baby
And she broke my heart
Thought she was a lyin' tramp
When she told me
She was goin' to camp
(Little did I know)
Take me down to the burial grounds
Found my baby
With a bullet through the head now
(Ba-bam! Ba-bam! Boom!)
Her clothes were torn
And her face was blood-red now
Why did she have to die?
You said she was a whore
But I knew it was a lie
She had great legs
And she knew how to dance
And you know she had brains
'Cause they're covered with ants!
(Out on the sidewalk)
Six million anonymous deceased
(Huh-huh, huh-huh)
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3. |
Scorch the Brainwave
03:16
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Tetrahydrocannabinal
Made idiots and slaves of you all
Methamphetamine manufactured
Left you toothless
Paralyzed but fractured
White out and white dust
And white paint
You're young
But your brain and your body ain't
St. Patrick's Day celebration
Night comes to life
Through inebriation
You're all conformists
With no imagination
Liberal and free turn to bleakness
Nicotine scorch your uniqueness
You're all sellouts
With black tar your weakness
Tetrahydrocannabinal
You're a threat to the world
'Cause you inhaled it all
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Sun turns red
Watch yer back and count yer dead
You won't last
Through tomorrow afternoon
We'll cleanse you in the end
We won't back down
We'll torch yer streets
And scorch the ground
We'll knock ya down
We'll force you out
To reclaim the land again
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5. |
Shotgun Funeral
02:48
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Can't hold a job
Got a girl that won't quit
Gonna take my life
Gonna take you all with
Blast a hole through the floor
'Cause I'm blue
Gonna lock me up for a week or two
Yeah blast a hole through the floor
'Cause I'm blue
Shotgun triggered
Right in front o' you
Blast a hole through the floor
'Cause I'm blue
Shotgun funeral all 'cause o' you
Put on your white shirts
Put on your white gloves
Fill me up with all sorts o' drugs
This world's become
So much to endure
Betcha five bucks
You won't find a cure
Blast a hole through the floor
'Cause I'm blue
Shotgun funeral all over you
Yeah
Trashed my car
Up the side o' the tree
I'll be on skid row before I'm 23
Yeah I'll just be out on the street
I wanna pull the trigger now
And be six feet deep
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6. |
Synagogue Chamber Waltz
01:10
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7. |
Midnight Gypsy
03:00
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Ship you far south of east
Bayou just west of the seas
Quench this distress and disease
Crisis control is released
Spreads through the bushes
And trees
Cuts like a knife through the breeze
Drags those creeps to their knees
Countless bodies of East Timorese
Midnight for the Gypsies and Jews
Chemo carcinogen cruise
Bastards got nothin' to lose
Seaside Sigfreudian shoes
Stovetop for synagogue stew
Smokestack streams to cold blue
Dive down dark avenues
Bastards believe what you read
Chaos outta context and key
Subscript to shattered to see
Felt-tip fragmented but free
Rare do you dare disagree
Words speak loud to deceive
Boldface blind but believed, baby
Midnight Gypsy
Lady Gypsy Midnight
Born and raised
On the volcanic plateaus of Venus
Soon to become the last thing
You ever lay
Your teargassed eyes on
But don't close 'em for a minute!
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8. |
Baghdad Boogie
03:45
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Sheltered American wives
Mourn the loss of dead flies
Uncle Sam came into town
So we knocked him down
Caught the blast from 30 feet away
Eighty-five degrees in the shade
Blow your boys to kingdom come
You don't fool
With the children of the sun
We got desert and we got sand
We got acres of useless land
We got something that you ain't got
We got rage and we got a lot
Send your boys home in a box
You got an army
That really sucks rocks
Drove your tanks right into town
We just buried you in the ground
Caught the blast from 30 feet away
A dark day for the USA
Blow your boys to kingdom come
We're just tryin' to have a little fun
'Cause we're gonna give you
World War Three
China's gonna sell us the technology
We're gonna have you
Tortured and shot
But we got a sense of humor
Betcha thought not
Allah la la-la-la-lah!
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9. |
Fine Line Between Us
07:31
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Angel at the altar
Candle in yer hand
Show no resistance
Yer under command
You got the answer
You got the strength
You say you know the truth
So I best not complain
And yer makin' me out to be
A devil and a demon seed
At least my eyes can see
You used to be a bit like me
But then you drove down
To that city on the sea
You saw a ghost, you heard a voice
So you gave yourself up
Didn't leave you much choice (no)
Let the shadow rise high
And turn me to stone
'Cause I hold true
To a god of my own
Don't need a rainbow
To show me the way
I got my own religion
I'm a child o' clay (yeah!)
Yeah yer makin' me out to be
A devil and a demon seed
At least my mind is free!
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10. |
Slide Away
04:50
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Slide away
We both know you can't stay
But you'll be back someday
Say goodbye
Close your eyes
Try me out for size
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11. |
Baby Doll
04:42
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Sixteen and life's just begun
Ninety-eight pounds
Equipped with a handgun
Straight-A teen
Now a murderous fiend
You ask how I got here
I look so clean
Am I just a pretty face
In a far-off place?
Get me a bottle of mouthwash
And plenty of toothpaste
'Cause I'm on my way to be initiated
Don't let me bite too hard
You'll be immaculated!
I won't be pretty no more
When I'm wagin' a street war
I hope ya got insurance
'Cause I'm hittin' your store
Yeah the future looks good
But I ain't gonna let it
The name's Lucy Maria McDevitt
But you can call me Baby Doll
I shave my legs and I crawl
Sex, blood and alcohol
On the streets and in the mall
5'5" but not small
Read the graffiti on the wall
For a good time call
Your black widow Baby Doll
Beat cop new to the scene
I took the law into my own hands
If ya know what I mean
He said, "hey honey
You got a nice paraphernalia
You split it with me
And I might not reveal ya to the DEA
'Cause they'll shoot it all anyway"
I grabbed his piece and I said
"No way!
Get yer hands off my crap!
And get 'em in the air!
And gimme those cuffs
Tariq wants a pair
The neighbors reported
A disturbance
It was me and my 4 male servants
They all dropped their nines and ran
Like the bitches they are
Right when you pulled up close
In your squad car
Then Ricky, Jeru and Jamal
Took a fall, what a waste
You got Johnny Jehovah
Three times in the face!
You came over to frisk me
But then you dismissed me
You rotten little perverts
Can never resist me
In my cutoff jeans and my boots
And my fishnet tights
I say my name ain't Miranda
And you got no rights
I already told ya my name, sweety
It's Baby Doll
The most dangerous of them all
Now get yer hands against the wall
Yer gonna pay for Jamal
Yeah yer gonna take a fall
'Cause I ain't no little doll
I'm a nightmare on call
1-900-BABY-DOLL"
I had the license, Phuc had the car
Two brothers in the back
Named Troy and Lamar
Had their targets fixed
As we slowed down a bit
Then we took the hell off
When the lightening hit
And the thunder rang out
To every corner of the sky
Three executions
On the fourth of July
But What now? Am I next?
I'm strung out, I'm oversexed
I'm perplexed
"What's your future, Baby Doll?"
Well the future looks good
But I ain't gonna let it
C'mon, gimme some credit!
After all, I'm Baby Doll...
[Bam!]
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12. |
Shock to the System
13:18
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Sometimes I just don't know
What to say
I had it all written down
Just the other day
It's gettin' me down in so many ways
You gotta help me outta this phase
It's been so long
I got nothin' to recite
Don't expect me to change overnight
But if you help me along
I'll be ready to attack
'Cause I'm all dried up
And I'm ready to crack
I have a collection of fifty-nine cuts
I try to keep up
But it seems a bit much
I've conquered the nation
But now I'm just lost
I'm in a state of total exhaust
Don't know what's going on
No I don't have a clue
But I'll spend the rest of my life
Chasing you
'Cause if you push me along
I'll be ready to attack
'Cause I'm all dried up
And I smoke too much crack
You gotta break away
What's the delay?
Are you locked inside?
It's so easy to hide (it's so easy)
You gave me quite a shock
Yesterday
Told me something
I'd hoped you'd say
And I thought you was made of clay
Thought you would slide away
You don't cry, you don't feel
You won't bleed, you're not real
We can't resolve this
Til I can bruise you
Like you bruised me
When you left me for domination
But you and domination
Won't drive me to hibernation
If I resist you
Shoulda never kissed you
But I miss you, I can't resist you
To the star, to the sky, to sierra
Did I scare ya?
You don't like games
But you're playin' one, and I'm losing
When you chase me, you crush me
I've conceded, you still touch me
You were reckless
When you pulled me in
And I was fractured
When you dropped me
For domination
But you and domination
Have triggered my escalation
Into madness
If you planned this, please reverse it
It's a curse, it's getting worse
And it hurts
To the star, to the sky, to sierra
Did I scare ya? (I didn't mean to)
We might resolve this someday
But then what?
If energy won't die
And that energy is us, then it will be
But then what?
I'm not ready to leave it all behind
I'm not ready
For your sick world of crime
I'm not ready to turn it all away
I'm not ready
For your world of dismay
Without culture, so closed-minded
How can you stand it?!
I can't get behind it
So I'm conflicted
Whether we resolve this
Or let it fester
You caused this
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