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Alright, call it a day
If you got nothing more to say
Yeah baby keep on crawlin’ back into your grave
You’ve been diggin‘ by yourself
And I have a feeling
You might be mesmerized
Obsessed by the prospect
Of an afterlive
Cause all your Friends are dead
What a bad habit
Now you’re just wasting time
Wasting yours and wasting mine
Just stay safe inside your shelter
You never wanted to help us
Now do you feel relief
Or are you feeling grief?
We were wrong and you were right
How will you sleep tonight?
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2. |
In My Car
01:21
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Sitting in my car, with my motor underneathe me
Pedal to the metal kick the fucker straight through
And it doesn’t even matter that you're standing here in front of me
Cause the world is my oyster and I make the rules, when I’m
In my car
So you wanna cross the road?
Well, let me just run you over
I don’t have an appointance to make or anything
I just don’t wanna slow down
In my car
I’M THE KING OF THE FUCKING WORLD
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3. |
Undead
02:00
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I’m out on the street tonight
Been ‘bout time I picked a fight
Booze and ego fill my head
Looking like the walking dead
Tonight alive
Tomorrow undead
I just found some poor guy
Gonna spit him in the eye
Throw a punch while he’s surprised
Downwards cause he’s not my size
Tonight alive
Tomorrow undead
Ya!
Seems like he was with a gang
They followed me to get revenge
Beat the shit out of me
Too bad that I have no friends!
Tomorrow undead
Hurting my head
In a few days
I’ll be back again
Booze fueled I’ll rise
Feeling alive!
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4. |
White Trash
01:35
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You‘re sucking up my air
There’s no room in here
Don’t wanna have this conversation
Just shut up and give my beer
I am white trash
You always wanna talk
Seems like it’s never enough
I just wanna sit in our trailer
And watch football and Nascar
I am white trash
Whistle through my teeth
Or what’s left of `em
Got no need for dreams
Cause my ambition’s dead
I am White Trash
Satisfied white trash
Dead ass white trash
FUCK
YOU
CLAUS
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Come and join in on the fun
Socialize with everyone!
We’ll make ‘em scream and make ‘em run
Cause we can do whatever we want
Pick up the trash, clean up the mess
Till there is no trace left
(Yeah go down to junkyard)
But that would take our fun away
We have to spare some from our play
Cause that’s what it’s all about
To kill some time above all
Hear this important message from me
Don’t take human life too seriously
(Yeah go down to junkyard)
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6. |
At The Movies
02:36
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I’m always at the movies
I can’t escape
It’s putting my brain
On mind erase
I’m always at the movies
And I can’t escape
The inside of my brain
Is in a sorry state
But I’m not insane
I know the plot
This government scheme
Is to put tiny screens
Inside our eyelids
And I’ve already been caught
I can’t escape
This matinee
Inside my head
I’m always at the movies
And there are ads
Can’t turn ‘em off
Better off dead
Yeah, I’m going insane
Cause I can see
See the future
For you and me
On the tiny little screen
Inside our Eyelids
On the tiny little screens
On the inside of our eyelids
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7. |
Dilly Dilly
02:10
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Fat white man in a fat white world
Gone shopping with his fat white girl
Flipflops, sandals and all that shit
And a big stupid hat for his fat white head
Nothing better to do, we live in the mall
Nowhere to go, the world is too small?
Consume all you can, you human pig
Gonna explode from the next sandwich
Dilly Dilly
We’re all living in a human zoo
Doing what our keepers tell us to do
We’re all living in a human zoo
Eating and doing what they tell us to
Dilly Dilly
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Scandinavian
Racing Trucks
Destroy
Your
Face
The wheels of Thors thunder are breaking your skull
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9. |
The Village
02:51
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Tonight I wanna pillage a village
Will you join me?
Tonight I’ll pay a visit
To find out what I’d been missing
The passing of the guy next doors
And a whole lot of backstabbing
You see me walking on the streets
I see your curtains moving
Got something to whisper about
In your soothing seclution
Cause there’s nothing better to do
There’s nothing better to do
Digging up bodies in the backyard
And everybody has a backyard
Everything’s always the same
Cause old habits die hard
Puke out another generation
Drinking beer is a form of liberation
Puke out another generation
Drinking beer is your form of liberation
Will you join me?
Tonight I wanna pillage a village
Will you join me?
Or will you stay in the Village?
Will you die in the village?
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10. |
Hobocop
03:23
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I’ve got a brand new toy
Somebody threw it away
A piece of trash on the streets
It’s just the same as me
Cocked and loaded
And ready to go
I’ll have it my way
The Only way I know
As I roll into the city
Got all your asses in sight
Not gonna be a safe passage
Gonna have a party tonight!
They all called me crazy
And I guess they were right
Not human trash gone mental
Been mental this whole time
Shoot up, shoot up
Shoot your brains out
And I just execute my right
To liberate your mind
By putting semi-automatic freedom
Right between your eyes
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11. |
Cereal Killer
02:04
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I’m gonna break your neck like a motherfucking toothpick
Cut you open, turn you inside out
Turn your arms into a new set of drumsticks
Now you’re useful and your mother is proud
Breakfast is healthy
And I’m self aware
So I Gotta stay healthy
Better say your last prayer
Cereal Killer
And I’m coming for you!
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12. |
Die Hard
02:32
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Attention
I’ve got some important news
Time’s working against us I’m afraid
We haven’t got much of it left
The era of the human species is coming to an end
And in fact, this whole world is too
Have you heard the news?
The sun will implode and swallow us whole
The icecaps will melt and flood the world
And mars ain’t ready for us
No planet is
When meteors crash into earth
We’ll know Bruce Willis has failed us
Have you heard the news?
God has tied our noose
When we drop off the map
Who’s left to give a fuck?
Just try to comprehend
There are so many ways your life could end!
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