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Resistance
01:12
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Don’t you care anymore?
You tossed your values out the door.
Your views are trash.
Don’t give up yet, the time is right
To reach the surface again and fight.
Fight before they take your mind
Away from you.
Resistance.
It’s a dirty term
To authorities who think that
You’re a filthy germ.
They don’t care if you live,
As they’d rather see you dead.
Piss ‘em off just once,
And you’re on their files.
Some free country, eh?
Fight before they take your mind
Away from you.
JUST SHOW RESISTANCE
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27,375
01:32
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I want to marry that junkie wench with the evil eye in my dreams.
That would be romantic, just like the Nazis were.
I want to die.
I want to kill my folks.
I’m afraid of that junkie wench with the evil eye, but it feels
so romantic like the Nazis used to be.
I want to die.
I want to kill my folks
just like the Lizard King.
I’m his illegitimate son.
I’ve got ten thousand days
And counting.
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Fat Cat
02:57
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Jolly little fat cat
See him out at play
See the evil eye he gives me
When I pass his way
Don’t be troubled fat cat
No need for dismay
I don’t need your copper
Or your girl today
Take it easy
That beast can’t stand the strain
You’ll soon be writhing
And screeching in pain
Fat upon fat
Covering your bod’s design
One wrong impulse
And you’re dying…
Kerouac and Falstaff
Got no claim on you
Plus to be a writer
Means less movement too
All your new bride’s cooking
Piling on your frame
Though you look repulsive
You never feel ashamed
Fat cat, you poor slob
You need help from above
Someone may love you
But love is not enough
Living in excess
Will get you in the end
One wrong impulse
And you’re dying…
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Tweakbeard
01:49
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When she came along
I thought I had a score
But after a while, I realized
I's worse off than before
When she ran afoul of me
She hurt me worst of all
But then again I had no choice
'Cept sit and watch her fall
Sometimes, I'd wish she'd come and play
Sometimes, I'd wish that she was dead
She'd assault my inner ear with nothing but complaints
Then she was sweet as she can be as soon as she had crank
She dragged my poor heart all around and never gave a care
Then when she'd flip and tweak on me she'd catch me unawares
Sometimes, I'd wish she'd come and play
Sometimes, I'd wish that I was dead
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Metropolitan Media
04:05
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Pretty fingers nibbling into my spine
I feel a rush a fixed ideal
To stifle my mind
Indictment of a different kind
Ah, to rectify your endless pursuit
Of what you can’t obtain
But you’ll try anyway to get your fix
And feed your brain and try to forget
The fading dreams that rot with the time
Oh well we all live with ourselves in the end
Don’t We?
Ah, set in your chivalric novel
To be turned into a film
You set us up as your characters
To be spat on and dispensable
Don’t you?
Like a used tissue
Discarded when worthless…
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Candyass
04:47
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It’s only come down to one thing at all
It’s ugly and pretty like New York in the fall
In the city you can shoot up dope
In the city you can fire hope
In your vein.
Some folks like the fresh air on the farm
And some folks like a good load in the arm
In the city you can score some dope
In the city you can store some hope
Or go insane either way.
Shooting up dope
Loading up hope
If you can’t cope
Keep away from a rope.
In the city you can take a ride
In the city you can postpone suicide
With a rig.
Your Mom knows you’re a junkie, so damn what?
She doesn’t know this great thing that you’ve got
In the city you could well OD
In the city that just sets you free
This you know.
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What The Hell Happened?
03:26
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I remember when we were both youngins
And you were a beauty in full bloom
Then you met some certain guys
And took a walk on the wild side
What the Hell happened to you?
Nowadays, you look like you live in a trailer.
You look like you got a man in jail.
You once looked so good and unpolluted and legitimate
And now you’re just a white trash mama; oh… my… God.
Nowadays, you look like you’re on stages
Taking off your clothes in front of men.
You look like you sell a lot of lap dances for $20
But then again, not too many… oh… my… God.
I admit I’m not the same old youngin
I ain’t got the looks I had myself
My cholesterol keeps doctors scared
And I done lost some teeth and hair
But I ain’t as turned as you’ve turned out to be.
What the Hell happened? Oh… my… God!
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God Jacked Off
03:42
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God jacked off
And out came the universe
They have argued for centuries
Over how he did it. You know,
Some say he used his hand;
Others think he had a wet dream.
But I say he jacked off
And out came the universe.
God jacked off
And out came the universe.
Tell that to all your pseudo intellectual friends
At the coffeehouse.
Tell them, “God jacked off,
And out came the universe.”
Tell them all of a sudden.
Watch them choke on their espresso.
God jacked off,
And out came the universe.
Some call it heresy;
Others call it blasphemy.
My accusers are fools.
They refuse to see the truth.
And the truth of the matter is…
God jacked off and out came the universe.
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Words
01:16
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Dude… it’s… only… words…
Where the Hell’s your fuckin’ mind?
Am I stuck here wasting time?
You don’t even care about what I say.
You can’t use your brain.
You don’t care about life or death
All you care about is going deaf
You don’t really care about what I say.
You can’t use your brain!
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Boygirlcarbummer
03:23
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She said, “I’ve gotta leave you, baby,
So I can hang on to my CAR!”
She said, “I’ve got to leave you, honey,
So I can keep my CAR!
‘Cause if I don’t leave you, baby,
Mom and Dad will take away my CAR
‘Cause they HATE you, BABY!”
She said, “I’m being forced to CHOOSE,
Choose between you and my CAR!
My mom and dad are forcing me to choose…
Choose between you and my CAR!
You know, there’s some things I can do without, and honey,
I love you so much and I can’t live without… my CAR!!
So, I’ll SEE you, baby.”
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Dollars And Cents
06:19
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Money is their God
Dollars and cents
Make your life go on
Dollars and cents
Determine what you are
Dollars and cents
Are what make the rules
Dollars and cents
Are how people will judge you
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Pagan Christ
01:44
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Can’t understand the people these days
Don’t know why they don’t think harder
“Better repent, or give up,
Unless you want a ticket to Hell.”
People better smarten up
Or they’ll send us all straight down to Hell
Don’t care what you pagans say,
The mother of your savior was a slut!
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Plastic Hippie Utopia
05:15
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We’re plastic hippies
And screw everyone who does not understand
Who can’t comprehend our slick utopian plans
Where everyone’s happy and everyone vilt be nice
Our own little plastic hippie paradise
We’re plastic hippies
We’ll walk around naked and garden every day
We’ll bang on our drums and make love every night
We’re living like a bunch of monkeys at the zoo
Except monkeys at the zoo got better things to do
Than most plastic hippies…
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Java Suckers
02:42
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The java suckers at the corner café
Thinking that they’re special
They’re there every day
Speak to each other yet they don’t say a thing
Some play guitars and pretend they can sing
Needing a life they just sit and act cool
Sipping on a liquid that darkens their stool
Sometimes all day and always at night
You java suckin’ java suckers, get a fuckin’ life
The java suckers at the corner café
Thinking that they’re special
They’re there every day
Speak to each other yet they don’t say a thing
Some read their poems thinking they’re interesting
How can they stand it there day after day
Where in the Hell do they get all that money for lattes
Sometimes all day and always at night
You java sucking java suckers, get a fuckin’ life
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Michael Psycho
"His songs aren't flashy, but the riffs and lyrics are awesome."
- Evan Minsker, Pitchfork
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