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Runes
03:06
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"RUNES"
HEY DOCTOR, TAKE A PICTURE OR TWO
TAKE A DOZEN FOR ALL THE GOOD IT WILL DO
RED-HANDED, I THINK IS THE PHRASE
OPEN THE FLOODGATES, LOCK & LOAD HERE COMES THE RAGE
XANEX IN THE MORNING AND LAST THING EVERY NIGHT
XANEX EVERY FUCKING DAY MAKES EVERYTHING ALRIGHT
AND EVERY NIGHT I DREAM IN RED, COTTON WOOL INSIDE MY HEAD
AND LEATHER STRAPS ACROSS MY BED, IF I'M SO CURED, WHY DO I FEEL SO
DEAD?
THEY SAY IT'S ALL IN MY HEAD
“PSYCHOSOMATIC”
HOW COME THERE'S BLOOD ALL OVER MY BED?
TAKE MY PASSION AWAY 'CAUSE I DON'T WANT IT NO MORE
BUT I WON'T BE IGNORED
HIGH CALIBRE WEAPON ON THE DANCEFLOOR
XANEX IN THE MORNING AND LAST THING EVERY NIGHT
XANEX EVERY FUCKING DAY MAKES EVERYTHING ALRIGHT
AND EVERY NIGHT I DREAM IN RED, COTTON WOOL INSIDE MY HEAD
AND LEATHER STRAPS ACROSS MY BED, IF I'M SO CURED, WHY DO I FEEL SO DEAD?
YEAH I TOLD YOU SO
EVERYBODY TOLD YOU SO
I FUCKING TOLD YOU SO
XANEX IN THE MORNING AND LAST THING EVERY NIGHT
XANEX EVERY FUCKING DAY MAKES EVERYTHING ALRIGHT
AND EVERY NIGHT I DREAM IN RED, COTTON WOOL INSIDE MY HEAD
AND LEATHER STRAPS ACROSS MY BED, IF I'M SO CURED, WHY DO I FEEL SO
DEAD?
YEAH I TOLD YOU SO
EVERYBODY TOLD YOU SO
I FUCKING TOLD YOU SO
TOLD YOU SO
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Vulpes
03:00
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"Vulpes"
Global dimming, the ozone thinning,
The war on drugs but the dealer's winning,
A fourteen year old with a gun in his hand,
It's right here. it's right now but I don't understand
why headline news in America
Means the same headline news everywhere.
Selling everyone their American dream,
Well we all saw corpses float in New Orleans
Boom!
Tick tick tick tick tick tick BOOM
Click click click click click click BANG
Now stop me if I'm wrong but it seems kinda funny,
We're acting more stupid as we make more money.
The oceans rise, another African dies.
"Top story - Al Qaeda" What a surprise!
Boom!
Tick tick tick tick tick tick BOOM
Click click click click click click BANG
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Hammers And A Handgun
03:15
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"HAMMERS & A HANDGUN"
ONE MILLION STRONG AND NEVER WRONG
WITH INK AND HATE WE ILLUSTRATE
DON'T NEED IQ WHEN BRAWN WILL DO
YOU WILL SUBSCRIBE TO OUR NEW TRIBE
IT'S TIME TO HAVE ME SOME FUN
'CAUSE WE'RE ARMED WITH HAMMERS & A HANDGUN
WE FOUGHT THE LAW WITH TOOTH AND CLAW
MAKE THEIR RETREATS, WE OWN THE STREETS
IT'S TIME TO HAVE ME SOME FUN
'CAUSE WE'RE ARMED WITH HAMMERS & A HANDGUN
STEP ASIDE
'CAUSE WE WON'T TAKE IT ANY LONGER
WHAT DOESN'T KILL US
WILL ONLY MAKE US STRONGER
AND THE BAD ONES NEVER DIE
THEY JUST CARRY ON HAVING FUN
AND YOU DARE NOT CATCH THEIR EYE
'CAUSE THEY COULD BE ARMED WITH HAMMERS & A HANDGUN
YEAH, HAMMERS & A HANDGUN
YEAH, HAMMERS & A HANDGUN
ARMED WITH HAMMERS & A HANDGUN
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Cabin
02:38
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"Cabin"
Grab myself by the scruff of the neck,
To face another photocopy day,
Wipe the fake from my face and start my day,
Everyday, the exact same way.
Try damn hard to hide my age,
Though my heart feels so very old,
Apply a smile, live in denial,
And I'm ready to go!
You say it's tough at the top,
Well try it on the bottom son,
'Cause down here it ain't no fun.
We are the lowest of the low
And we got nowhere to go,
Got nowhere to go..... except down
And when they ask us who we are
And we say "Fine",
I want you all to know that we are lying.
Six hundred thousand hours, that's all we've got
To make our mark from birth,
But according to you
And all you say and do'
A signature is all we're worth.
You say it's tough at the top,
Well try it on the bottom son,
'Cause down here it ain't no fun.
We are the lowest of the low
And we got nowhere to go,
Got nowhere to go..... except down
Down, down, down.....
We're going down....
You say it's tough at the top,
Well try it on the bottom son,
'Cause down here it ain't no fun.
We are the lowest of the low
And we got nowhere to go,
Got nowhere to go..... except down
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Twelve Step
02:49
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STEP ONE
STEP BACK FROM YOUR DAY TO DAY ROUTEEN
'CAUSE YOU ARE JUST ONE OF SEVEN BILLION HUMAN BEINGS
STEP TWO
THIS IS NO REHERSAL, THIS IS NO GAME
YOU CONTROL WHO YOU ARE SO YOU ARE TO BLAME
STEP THREE
ACCEPT THAT GOD JUST DOESN'T CARE
OR MAYBE HE'S NOT LISTENING. PERHAPS HE'S JUST NOT THERE
STEP FOUR
FORGET WHO YOU ARE, RELINQUISH CONTROL
IT'S TIME TO DANCE WITH THE DEVIL, TIME TO SELL YOUR SOUL
STEP FIVE
LSD, PCP, MDMA
BLUR YOUR PERCEPTION 'TIL YOUR DOUBTS FADE AWAY
STEP SIX
SWEET ALCOHOL AS MUCH A BLESSING AS A CURSE
NOTHING LIKE A DOWNER TO MAKE YOU FEEL WORSE
STEP SEVEN
CATCH THE EYE OF THAT CERTAIN GIRL OR GUY
ANOTHER HOLLOW, DRUNKEN MONEY SHOT,
YOU ASK YOURSELF "WHY?"
STEP EIGHT
LOOK IN THE MIRROR 'CAUSE IT'S ALL GONE WRONG
YOUR FAKE TAN HAS FADED AND YOUR FAIR-WEATHER FRIENDS ARE GONE
THIS IS MY TWELVE STEP PROGRAM FOR SUCCESS
AND IT WILL BLOW YOU AWAY
WHICH LEADS US NICELY ONTO
STEP NINE
STOP! THIS IS THE POINT OF NO RETURN
LIKE THE PHOENIX FROM THE FIRE, WATCH THE OLD YOU BURN
STEP TEN
ALL THE REGRETS, THEY MEAN NOTHING ANYMORE
BE THE SHEPHERD, NOT THE SHEEP,
BE THE PIMP, NOT THE WHORE
STEP ELEVEN
OPEN YOUR MIND AND YOU WILL ACHIEVE ANYTHING
SO JUST GET ON WITH IT AND STOP YOUR CONSTANT WHINGING
STEP TWELVE
OR YOU CAN CHOOSE TO IGNORE ALL I'VE SAID
BITE DOWN ON THE MUZZLE AND PAINT THE WALL RED
THIS IS MY TWELVE STEP PROGRAM FOR SUCCESS
AND IT WILL BLOW YOU AWAY
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Hobbyhorse
04:07
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"Hobbyhorse"
MY BROKEN NOSE
MY PRETTY CLOTHES
UNDER YOUR WING
I'LL DO ANYTHING
AND WE FIGHT ALL NIGHT
BY RAZOR BLADE, HE'LL PERSUADE
ME TO SWITCH
DON'T MAKE A SOUND AS YOU HOLD ME DOWN
'CAUSE I'M JUST YOUR BITCH
HE'S SO HEAVY AND I CAN'T GET HIM OFF
MY BRAND NEW SCARS
I'M SEEING STARS
THE HOURS DRAG
AS I SWALLOW AND GAG
AND WE FIGHT ALL NIGHT
I BLOCK THE PAIN AS WE GO AGAIN
BUT I STILL BEG FOR MORE
YEAH FILL ME PLEASE WITH YOUR DISEASE
'CAUSE I'M JUST YOUR WHORE
HE'S SO HEAVY AND I CAN'T GET HIM OFF
WE FIGHT ALL NIGHT
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Pocket Monster
03:09
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"POCKET MONSTER"
BEEN HIDING IN THE SHADOWS WAY TOO LONG
GUILT TRIPPING, GUILT TRIPPING LIKE YOU'RE THE ONE IN THE WRONG
LOCKED AWAY LIKE YOU'RE DOING TIME
YOU STAND ACCUSED BUT WITHOUT PROOF WHERE'S THE CRIME?
IT'S A SAFE BET, DRIPPING WITH SWEAT
GET YOU SOAKING WET, I HAVEN'T EVEN STARTED YET
I PUT YOU IN MY POCKET
AND TAKE YOU FAR AWAY
I PUT YOU IN MY POCKET
AND WHEN WE'RE ALONE I TAKE YOU AND PLAY
I PUT YOU IN MY POCKET
EVEN THOUGH IT'S WRONG
I PUT YOU IN MY POCKET
WHERE YOU BELONG
EVERYONE TELLING ME SHE'S BAD NEWS
AND NO MATTER HOW GOOD YOUR HAND IS, YOU'RE STILL GOING TO LOSE
BUT SOMETIMES IT AIN'T ABOUT WHO LOSES OR WINS
SISTER IT'S TIME TO TO CONFESS YOUR SINS
IT'S A SAFE BET, DRIPPING WITH SWEAT
GET YOU SOAKING WET, I HAVEN'T EVEN STARTED YET
I PUT YOU IN MY POCKET
AND TAKE YOU FAR AWAY
I PUT YOU IN MY POCKET
AND WHEN WE'RE ALONE I TAKE YOU AND PLAY
I PUT YOU IN MY POCKET
EVEN THOUGH IT'S WRONG
'CAUSE THAT'S WHERE YOU BELONG
WHERE ARE YOU RIGHT NOW? WHAT EXACTLY ARE YOU DOING?
WHILE YOUR ACTOR TAKES HIS CURTAIN CALL, MY AUDIENCE IS BOOING
SUCH A DISMAL PERFORMANCE, HOW QUICKLY THEY FORGET
BUT IF YOU TURN AROUND YOU'LL SEE I HAVEN'T DIED QUITE YET
I'M STILL RIGHT HERE, I'M STILL EXACTLY THE SAME
JUST LET YOUR GUARD DOWN, MAYBE FORGET THE PAST, FUCK THE BLAME
I PUT YOU IN MY POCKET EVEN THOUGH IT'S WRONG
I PUT YOU IN MY POCKET 'CAUSE THAT'S WHERE YOU BELONG
THIS IS WHERE YOU BELONG
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X-Ray
02:52
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"X-RAY"
IN THE DEAD OF NIGHT, WITH A GUN TO YOUR HEAD,
WAKE YOU UP AND DRAG YOU OUT OF YOUR BEAD
NO RIGHTS, NO CALLS, A MANDATORY HOLIDAY BY THE BAY
NO GOODBYE TO YOUR FAMILY & FRIENDS
ENJOY YOUR STAY, 'CAUSE IT'S ONE WAY
I'LL TAKE MY TIME WITH YOU
WHAT YOU CALL INTERNMENT, I CALL DEMOCRACY
YOU'RE AFRAID OF FREEDOM, NOW BE AFRAID OF ME
NO SLEEP, NO FOOD, NO PRAYER, WIRED UP HOT, BLINDFOLD COLD
YOU'LL CONFESS TO WHATEVER I WANT
WITH A WET RAG STUFFED DOWN YOUR THROAT
I'LL TAKE MY TIME WITH YOU
THE HOME OF THE BRAVE
THE LAND OF THE FREE
FOR KING AND COUNTRY
IT'S JUST YOU & ME
'CAUSE THIS IS MY RIFLE
THIS IS MY GUN
THIS IS FOR FIGHTING
AND THIS IS FOR FUN
THIS IS MY RIFLE, THIS IS MY GUN
THIS IS FOR FIGHTING, THIS IS FOR FUN
THIS IS MY RIFLE, THIS IS MY GUN
THIS IS FOR FIGHTING, THIS IS FOR FUN
I'LL TAKE MY TIME WITH YOU
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Nothing To Lose
02:15
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"NOTHING TO LOSE"
I DON'T WANT TO GO,
BUT I GUESS IT'S TIME TO LEAVE
KIND OF FIGURED IT OUT
WHEN YOU THREW MY SUITCASE AT ME
AND IT'S BEYOND REASON
BUT I WON'T PLEAD MY CASE
'CAUSE EVERYTHING I'VE SAID OR DONE
IS THROWN BACK IN MY FACE
AND I'M GOING TO FEEL IT TOMORROW
EVERY CUT AND BRUISE
I'M GOING TO WAKE UP TOMORROW
WITH NOTHING TO LOSE
I HOPE I WAKE UP TOMORROW
I DON'T WANT TO GO,
BUT THERE'S NO WAY I'M STAYING
'CAUSE IT'S BEYOND REASON, LOVE OR HATE,
PLEASURE OR PAIN
AND I'M GOING TO FEEL IT TOMORROW,
EVERY CUT AND BRUISE
I'M GOING TO WAKE UP TOMORROW
WITH NOTHING TO LOSE
I GOT NOTHING TO LOSE
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10. |
Californian Boys
03:28
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"Californian Boys"
Force-feed you retro,
The future's in the past,
A photocopy of a photocopy,
Quick fix, not meant to last.
Pack my bags and head for the sun,
Got my daddy's records under my arm.
California - lift me high
California - telling all the kids what they're supposed to buy.
Why?
Follow my head 'cause my heart's cold,
If you want to play the game,
And if we shift enough units,
Get our thirty-eight minutes of fame.
The more that we make, the more that we lose,
Do you know the way to Santa Cruz?
California - suck me dry
California - swallow what I've got, look me straight in the eye
And we want to be the brightest stars in the sky
California - telling all the kids what they're supposed to buy
Don't want to fool some of the people all of the time.
Don't want to fool all of the people some of the time
We want to fool all of the people all of the time....
California - wave bye bye
California - turn your backs, leave us high and dry
And we want to be the brightest stars in the sky
California - telling all the kids what they're supposed to buy
It's all lies, open your eyes....
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11. |
Easy Singles
02:09
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"Easy Singles"
Dress to impress but we don't care
That you spent last week's wages
On straightening your hair
And you spent this week's wages
On your perfect clothes
Next week's wages
Right up your nose
All picture and no sound
Motherfucker got it going down
Motherfucker looks like a clown
We do what we do, backs against the wall
We may look like shit but we feel ten foot tall
Acting on instinct, just do what we do
We may not be perfect but we're better than you
Better than you...
You strike a pose but there's nothing to it
Like the emperor's new clothes
We saw right through it
And how can something so beautiful fail
How can something so contemporary be so stale
Well I got a message for you
Why quote a novel when two words'll do
Shakespeare said it best when he said
FUCK YOU
We do what we do, backs against the wall
We may look like shit but we feel ten foot tall
Acting on instinct, just do what we do
We may not be perfect but we're better than you
Better than you...
We do what we do
Our backs against the wall
Yeah I know we may look like shit but we feel ten foot tall
So don't ask questions
'Cause we just do what we do
And we don't need to be perfect
Just as long as we're better than you
Yeah, we're better than you... always
We do what we do, backs against the wall
We may look like shit but we feel ten foot tall
Acting on instinct, just do what we do
We may not be perfect but we're better than you
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12. |
Hitchhike Hooker
04:18
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"HITCHHIKE HOOKER"
GIVEN THE CHOICE IT'S NOT THE LIFE YOU'D PICK
DAYTONA STREET TRASH WITH THUMB OUT FOR TRICKS
NOVEMBER THIRTIETH WENT WRONG FROM THE START
PUT A HOLE RIGHT THROUGH POOR RICHARD'S HEART
TOOK HIS LIFE, HIS CASH AND HIS CAR
PEDAL TO THE METAL DRIVE FAR, FAR, FAR AWAY
SEIZE THE DAY
WHITE TRASH - BEATEN DOWN FOR SO LONG
FIGHT BACK - TIME TO RIGHT ALL THE WRONGS
LOVE FEEDS THE ANGER, THE PAIN AND THE FEAR
FOR LOVE SEVEN LIVES IN JUST ONE YEAR
LOVE BLURS THE LINE BETWEEN RIGHT AND WRONG
BUT THE ARM OF THE LAW IS SO VERY STRONG
BACKSTABBER! TOOK THE BULLET FOR YOU
DEATHROW MONEY MAKER, TEN YEARS WAITING TO DIE
WHY TY, WHY?
WHITE TRASH - BEATEN DOWN FOR SO LONG
FIGHT BACK - TIME TO RIGHT ALL THE WRONGS
WHITE TRASH - ONE HAND WASHES THE OTHER
FIGHT BACK
BUT I'M NEVER ALONE
YOU ABSOLVE ME OF SIN
AND YOU'RE HOLDING MY HAND
AS THE NEEDLE GOES IN
“AND I'D JUST LIKE TO SAY I'M SAILING WITH THE ROCK AND I'LL BE BACK LIKE INDEPENDENCE DAY WITH JESUS JUNE SIXTH, LIKE THE MOVIE, BIG MOTHERSHIP AND ALL. I'LL BE BACK, I'LL BE BACK, I'LL BE BACK”
WHITE TRASH - BEATEN DOWN FOR SO LONG
FIGHT BACK - TIME TO RIGHT ALL THE WRONGS
WHITE TRASH – I'M NOT A MONSTER, I'M A HUMAN BEING
FIGHT BACK – ONE HAND WASHES THE OTHER CLEAN
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Podracer Dundalk, Ireland
Alan- Vocals/Guitar
DC - Bass/Vocals
Del - Drums
Angry, noisy & irreverent as
possible, Irish three-piece Podracer take post-punk sounds of the 80's, subpop sounds of the 90's & different elements of rock, punk & metal to create short, sharp shocks to the system, cutting out the ego-enhancing mtv-friendliness that contemporary "rock" bands are weighed down with.
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