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Little JJ is Dead
03:33
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Little JJ is dead, they put a gun to his head
They bet him down to the ground, until he made no more sound
I guess the pasty white bread should have watched what he said
Little JJ is dead, little JJ is dead
Strollin on the beach on a fine sunny day
Who is this I see, it's little JJ
Grab him by the hair and drag him in the water
Don't forget to breath man, he don't even bother
Little JJ is dead, they put a gun to his head
They bet him down to the ground, until he made no more sound
I guess the pasty white bread should have watched what he said
Little JJ is dead, little JJ is dead
Cruisin down main street, JJ in the back seat
Punch him in the stomach, tiny hands tied to his feet
Drag him to the dump and put him on his knees
Little JJ screams "please no please"
Little JJ is dead, they put a gun to his head
They bet him down to the ground, until he made no more sound
I guess the pasty white bread should have watched what he said
Little JJ is dead, little JJ is dead
Little JJ is dead, they put a gun to his head
They bet him down to the ground, until he made no more sound
I guess the pasty white bread should have watched what he said
Little JJ is dead, little JJ is dead
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2. |
Hate Season Revival
03:30
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It's five past six, and the temperature is five below
Turn on the news, and i listen to the radio
All I hear is anger and it's coming from just one side
They attack the other, thinking they're in the right
Run your mouth, and spread your hate
Cause a massive panic all across the state
Buzzwords, propaganda all you know
Hate season revival on the radio
Tell the people who to fear and spite
Don;t trust the left, or any of those not white
Push your dogma for law, cast the others to the side
Your soul is tainted, yet ll you fear is pride
Don't tread on me, is what you cry
But if they aint like you, then you dont think it should apply
Buzzwords, propaganda all you know
Hate season revival on the radio
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3. |
That's the Way She Goes
04:18
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I know that you think you've been dealt a shitty hand.
I know that you think no one walked the road you took.
I can see your breaking. I can tell your faking.
Just listen up my friend and know that it will be okay.
Put your shoes away my brother. Ive walked these roads before.
I know just how your feeling, yeah I've seen it all before.
That's just the way she goes Ricky,
That's the way She goes.
That's just the way she Goes Ricky,
That's The way of the road.
Well my friend you need to know that you cannot act this way.
I can see the warning signs, its written on the walls.
I know your heart is going numb. Drowning in gin, whiskey and rum.
Pour your troubles in a glass, and drink them all away.
There's a brighter side my brother. I've got there once before.
So hold on my brother, you'll be happy like once before.
That's just the way she goes Ricky,
That's the way She goes.
That's just the way she Goes Ricky,
That's The way of the road.
Well you called me the other day. I never called you back.
Today you screamed and cried and said your life went off the track.
Darkness has a hold of you. Drags you down below.
Grab my hand ill pull right out from the undertow
Put that rope away my brother. Its all gonna be okay.
Tommorow will be better, yeah Its all gonna be okay.
That's just the way she goes Ricky,
That's the way She goes.
That's just the way she Goes Ricky,
That's The way of the road.
That's the fucking way she goes Ricky,
That's the way She goes.
That's the fucking way she Goes,
Fucking way of the road.
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4. |
White Girl Wasted
04:50
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Her head is cloudy like a foggy monday morning
A lonely girl, lookin for a little love
Just a little excitement is all she really needs
A crowd of empty faces is what she comes to greet
She spins in circles through a crowd of strange new people
She wants to be the center of attention
The shots go down, one after another
Then begin the drunk texts, goin' to her mother
There's no more sense of shame
She only wants the world to know her name
Now she's comin out of her shell
White girl wasted in a social hell
Overjoyed, but still a little confised
She laughs it off, and carries on
No more caring what anybody thinks
Cause no ones judging when everybody drinks
She acts like everyones her friend
Laughing loudly at everything they said
Her speech is slurred, and she can't speak
This little girl has just hit her peak
There's no more sense of shame
She only wants the world to know her name
Now she's comin out of her shell
White girl wasted in a social hell
She's falling down, her world is going black
She can't remember which guy that she had slept with last
She fell asleep, and no one spoke
Now she's the butt of everybody's joke
There's no more sense of shame
She only wants the world to know her name
Now she's comin out of her shell
White girl wasted in a social hell
Why'd you let me get me drunk (12)
There's no more sense of shame
She only wants the world to know her name
Now she's comin out of her shell
White girl wasted in a social hell
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5. |
Three Blind Mice
04:20
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Three blind mice, descend the street
Guns at their waste, and boots on their feet
No money to their names and down on their luck
Park around the back and they get out the truck
Hearts are racing as their targets draw near
Three young men filled with greed and fear
They're filling up their backs with cash and stacks
There aint no turning back
One's got doubt deep inside his heart
One's in it for himself, yeah right from the start
One's a devil in disguise and he's shooting just for fun
BANG BANG BANG take the money and run
Walk into the bank, masks on their heads
Never gonna stop till all three are dead
Shouting at civilians to get against the wall
"If any of you move then we'll kill you all"
Hearts are racing as their targets draw near
Three young men filled with greed and fear
They're filling up their backs with cash and stacks
There aint no turning back
One's got doubt deep inside his heart
One's in it for himself, yeah right from the start
One's a devil in disguise and he's shooting just for fun
BANG BANG BANG take the money and run
Racing down the street with police on their tail
Asking themselves "how the fuck did we fail"
Running with the cash, holding on for dear life
"We're never going down without a fight"
Hearts are racing as their targets draw near
Three young men filled with greed and fear
They're filling up their backs with cash and stacks
There aint no turning back
One got shot down in the street
One's got handcuffed to his feet
The third took a hostage and began to shout
But when the cops showed up, he took the easy way out
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6. |
Cyanide Sandwich
05:37
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Here's the truth, the news once said
Fist full of lies is what we got instead
Propaganda, the name of the game
Spreads like poison to the brain
Keeping secrets to keep us down
Government's king without a crown
Our fathers grave they all cringe and roll now
go back to bed, they're in control now
Eat the poison our masters feed us
Cyanide sandwich
Eat the poison our masters feed us
Cyanide sandwich
Eat the poison our masters feed us
Cyanide sandwich
Mind controll, the silent strike
All hail America, the forty-fourth reich
Land of the free and home of the brave
Fifty prison states all built by the slaves
Peaceful protest meet discharge
Puppets on strings, but who's in charge
Right wing, left wing, where's the line
False freedom, corrupt design
Eat the poison our masters feed us
Cyanide sandwich
Eat the poison our masters feed us
Cyanide sandwich
Eat the poison our masters feed us
Cyanide sandwich
Now here's something that you should know
The one percent is running the show
Here the peasants all dwell in slums
And pray for the day revolution comes
So watch what you do and watch what you say
You're being watched by the NSA
"America the beautiful," oh how they lied
The world is dark and the freedom's dies
Eat the poison our masters feed us
Cyanide sandwich
Eat the poison our masters feed us
Cyanide sandwich
Eat the poison our masters feed us
Cyanide sandwich
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Sleeping giant ever sombre
Restless spirits always wander
Deep inside a burning release
Moving spirits look for peace
On and on it always goes
Where to go, hell no one knows
No direction set on sight
Moving forward into night
Giant's woken up today
Spirits have all gone away
Here today, gone tomorrow
Lonely giants dwell in sorrow
Spirits never coming back
Giants eyes are turning black
Fall is dead and winter's born
Silent winds of sorrow mourn
Giant now has walls around him
Lonesome world is growing dim
Vanished spirits he could not keep
Now he's going back to sleep
Giant hibernates again
Quiet, alone in perfect zen
Spirits never seen again
The giant will wake, but what then
That is not dead, which can eternal lie
Yet with strange eons, even death may die
(x4)
On and on it always goes
Where to go, hell no one knows
No direction set on sight
Moving forward into night
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