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Dead Peasants
06:09
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All in a dream, all in a dream
Such a strange encounter indeed
Levi star scorched the land, migration stories from the sand
Catch the eye of pilgrims passing by
There's murder in the sacred wood, those murder mutants no good
Crook and drunk funk turn another page
I'm on the outside looking in where the dead peasants sing
Bringing home the heartache of forgotten sins
So take a leaf and breathe religious curiosity
Blessed child in custody of the crown
TV Rex in the groove nanny state on the move
Time is running out in the witching hour
I'm on the Lord's side
I'm on the dark side
I'm on everybody's side
I just want to win
I'll take everybody's sin
Mouth kissing crust, mother hugger bit the dust
Pillow talk with the ghost of Pinochet
Howling wolves closing in, daggle tail where have you been?
Old flames rising fast in the heart
Glass tears in their eyes a violent remind of distant times
Play the game for me and I'll play for you
For I'm on the Lord's side
I'm on the dark side
I'm on everybody's side
I just want to win
I'll take everybody's sin
Shoot me up and make me spin and let the games begin
I want to win, I want to win
I'll take everybody's sin
To the Greek I'm a Greek, to the Jew I'm a Jew
In every dream I'll be standing right next to you
Darling starlings debate
Too timid, too little, too late
Time is running out on that witching hour
Guilty one and all on Butcher's Gate by Hangman's Wall
One by one by one, they fall
For I'm on the Lord's side I'm on the dark side
I'm on everybody's side
I just want to win
I'll take everybody's sin
Shoot me up and make me spin and let the games begin
I want to win
I'll take everybody's sin
I'll take everybody's sin
Kick me hard and let me be, go ahead and nuke me baby
But let me win just let me win
I want to win
I'll take everybody's sin
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Cannibal Lives
03:26
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CANNIBAL LIVES
Capitalism does not make sense!
'Tis nothing but a whore sir
Sucking on the very blood
Of every man, woman and child
Oh, the riddle on my tongue
Brought me closer to that witch
And as I listened to the cries of burning men
I asked her how much do we pay the Preachies
The wailers of lost souls?
She turned to me and cried
"We live in the age of extreme!
Of the chiller killer
And the bitter pill of the lesbian thrill
For the shopaholic ten in the consumer den
Where you're just a little savage
An umbilical zombie
Capitalism does not make sense!"
So cough up doc and pancho pillock
Laughing stock and fanny slam
With dazzle stars and dickie brows
Where sheep are chic and dumb as cows
Capitalism does not make sense!
Snapper neck and speed up jibe
Rambling on the fear of a crown
Rambling on the fear of a crown
All in a dream, all in a dream
Such a strange encounter indeed
Undead un-days flow from my brow
It all means nothing to me
On the ocean of Islam
In the shadow of the cross
It all means nothing to me
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Masquerade
03:08
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Gender and age in the masquerade, love without a cloud love without a cage
Narcist scowl at the happy face, on a mission to kill for the sake of the thrill
Demon eyes, demon eyes spirit you all
Industrial democracy, careful what you wish for just wait and see
Demon eyes spirit you all. Celebrate!
Go to war side by side, but politic trumps over suicide
Demon eyes, demon eyes spirit you all
Semi alive demon eyes spirit you all
Celebrate!
Call me deranged call me sad, but I am sane in a world gone mad Semi alive demon eyes spirit you all
Demon eyes spirit you all
Celebrate!
Demon eyes spirit you all
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Bang!
03:05
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Old man's hose from knee to wrist, oh I could laugh if I was pissed. Home sweet home the dog and his bone, no cause for alarm I'll do no harm. Where valley found the snapping rafter I do believe, I do believe those wild men watched my life in the bush. I do believe, I do believe good habit makes the man. Boom a boom, bang a bang the hangman I may be. Death is granted the white man's money, but none of it for me.
Archbishop and orangutan close to man, close to man. Like a rotting Romeo in a can, close to man, close to man. One of us can kill a dog and one of us can lie, but two of us can take control I do believe, I do believe good manners makes a man. Boom a boom, bang a bang the hangman I may be. Death is granted the white man's money, but none of it for me. Hoorah!
In these lands these burning committed slaughter by the water. So burn the book and cream the can and tell the story of this man. Boom a boom, bang a bang the hangman I may be. Death is granted the white man's money, but none of it for me. Boom a boom, bang a bang the hangman I may be. Death is granted the white man's money, but none of it for me. Hoorah! Hoorah Hoorah!
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Seraphim Fall
05:24
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Decorate time in a broken land, a piece of me before your eyes, Seraphim fall. Black budget balls shimmy the hand, let it bleed all over me, Seraphim fall. National blind a violent remind of all the dead souls left behind, Seraphim fall. Shiver the wind lost in the sand, tall cities fall around the damned, Seraphim fall. Stranger control stranger things be, stained glass gowns for data gold. Seraphim fall, voices cry across the land. Seraphim fall.
Kingdoms come and Kingdoms go on the back of a horsewhipped nation. Kiss the wound upon my brow. Tuning in the chocolate twins, staring at a frozen cow. Crack the whip and don't look down. Sweet irony the glimmer man patch up on a rainy day, it's all about the good life. Frustration, saturation, exasperation, alienation! Words are lost on soulless eyes. Seraphim fall.
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Asia Divine
03:09
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When I left I was nothing but a soiled barbarian red dog, red dog, red dog. So I took my gun such a lonely son, play God, play God, play God. Those watchful Gods won't let me sleep, red dog, red dog, red dog. And sorrow won't go where love is free, play God, play God, play God. Oh Asia divine won't you be mine, we live in a world of moral decline and if poverty stinks then so do I. Salamander glowing.
Sabbath drunk and Sunday divine, play God, play God, play God. Your graveyard face has lost its grace, dead dog, dead dog, dead dog. It's a moral crime when you don't have the time red dog, red dog, red dog. While the fat arms of the damned wreak havoc on the land, play God, play God, play God. Speak of the Devil and he shall arrive. Oh Asia Divine won't you be mine, there is no such thing as a lack of supply. Hello Beijing good riddance Dubai. Salamander glowing.
I don't have time for sad goodbyes, I wear the mask so I can't see. Don't bullshit me with your democracy, dead dog, dead dog, dead dog. Just ditch it in the trash or something like that, play God, play God, play God! Oh Asia Divine won't you be mine, I'll sing you a song that fell from the sky and England shall smile from time to time. Salamander glowing.
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Puritan Now
05:11
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Far cry Barbie lost her head, ethnic snack attack lying in my bed. Sticky situation just suck it and see, sticky little fingers all over me. You PC fascist you moronic masochist. Catholic grease well enough of that. Sorry Botticelli in the city of God, with Beethoven Beefcake and the cat kill mob. They're smoking karaoke on the head of a cow, it's rival moon baby and you're puritan now. You PC fascist you moronic masochist. Catholic grease well enough of that.
Jihadi needs a baby Jihadi needs a bride, murder in the bedroom on that predatory slide. Downtown Portland more reality TV, less than lethal force looks pretty lethal to me. PC fascist you home grown masochist, on a killing spree well enough of that. King live fish Toronto tank, betting on the euro und die Bundesbank. Trickle down economy just the rich performing sodomy, on all the poor bastards left out in the cold. PC fascist you moronic masochist, Catholic grease well enough of that.
Dead done Genova it's a good for nothing show, but the devil's in the detail and that's the way it goes. Dior democrat you shout about this and that. God was woman then God changed sex. In the circle of freedom comes the final death. I've been a good boy and I've been bad, but it's all just bloody nonsense you silly little sod.
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The Gorgon & The Sow
04:03
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Bite your lip and take the whip, forever dance around the pain. Mercy be, but not for me. All things strange come again. The Gorgon and the sow the shadow falls.
National so very dull, plastic microbes for the brain. As good as gold or so we're told, on that photonomic gravy train. The Gorgon and the sow the shadow burns. The Gorgon and the sow the shadow always falls. Forever dance around your pain, forever dance around your pain.
Johnny came and pissed out blood, bound and naked to the world. Stuck in the void like a bad luck boy in the golden age of civic joy. The Gorgon and the sow the shadow burns. The Gorgon and the sow the shadow falls. Party down without a frown. In Gorgon City lies the crown. In Gorgon City lies the jilted crown.
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Berlin Kiss
04:34
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Ich bin ein Berliner, ich bin ein Berliner. Punks on the grass, bikes up your arse and the dog shit is served upon broken glass. Ich bin ein Berliner, ich bin ein Berliner. I'm so minimal when I shop in the mall and I strut through the clubs like I'm ten metres tall. Ich bin ein Berliner, ich bin ein Berliner. Drugs in the park, sex in the dark and you'll never be haunted by ghosts from your past. Hold on to me, hold on to me. The strangest days for all to see. In the belly of her I poured my breath, to the smile that plunged me into that belly of death.
Ich bin ein Berliner, ich bin ein Berliner. Fuck the parade for love's come of age where lame beggars walk and blind men play. Ich bin ein Berliner, ich bin ein Berliner. There's no order here, just a piss free for all, if I carried a gun I would kill them all. Ich bin ein Berliner, ich bin ein Berliner. I wanted to stay so far away, but the sadness inside me sleeps all day. Hold on to me, hold on to me. The strangest days for all to see. The light of desire the smile in your eyes, when you danced on the water for the sake of a lie. Collaboration skin from her to him, so decide and recognise. In the belly of Berlin I lay, in the belly of Berlin I lay. In the belly of that woman I pray.
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Death Mask Mussolini
03:33
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Suicide and weeping wounds clever Dick after money, net jet connected set it's a Saudi affair. Don't say you love me, don't tell me that, no. Super why super high into the mouth of Hell. Clini come baby clone, breakdown Britain all alone. Don't say you love me, don't tell me that, no. Cutter and bone in the beauty of the world, shock therapy is your pain so wonderful? Oh sweet madness here I am. Here I am. Death mask Mussolini, I'll wear my best face.
Don't say you love me, don't tell me that, no. November 17 in the sick bed of the world, militia babes in the cornfields of ballet. The religion of life doesn't come with a knife, with a handful of stars we create who we are. Death mask Mussolini, I'll wear my best face. Dream eater mouth open wide, oh darling curb yourself, death mask Mussolini.
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Barbarossa Revisited
05:28
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Change is coming for the brothers who organise our masturbation. Blessed with tears you see my dears we still breed in praise of lemmings. So practice on your suicide, everyday alienation. And let loose Barbarossa, he always living like an animal. Let loose Barbarossa, he always living like an animal.
Kiss the Union Jack said Captain Cash and burn me with your mouth. I'm fantasy in the war with kings where I have found my terrible beauty. Where this golden law has a silver smile. Wear my shoeshine out of style. And let loose Barbarossa, he always living like an animal. Let loose Barbarossa, he always living like an animal.
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