1. |
Death
06:13
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(1) DEATH
the light that I see is blinding me
the hot melting breath of the feared and dreaded death
is closing in
I must repent my sin
because I cannot win
from my home I've been banned
the village of the damned
they threw me out
but for that I did not pout
after that came the flood
not of water but of blood
my knife that is dull
is sharpened on the deads' skulls
you now know the truth of my much troubled youth
I ask the master for forgiveness from the disaster
that I created
human life annihilated
one hundred dead
the memory pollutes my head
and now I will die
on the chair I will fry
they will dump me in a ditch
after they pull the switch
dead
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2. |
Six Feet Under
03:54
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(2) SIX FEET UNDER
my hands grip the chair
death lurks in the air
there's a scary darkness before my eyes
so this is what a mortal sees when it dies
the white sheet
the lack of heat
I am awake
but not alive
I lack the spirit
I lack the drive
the coffin is open
the hero unsung
gritting their teeth
"he was so young"
people I know pass over me
sobbing and praying
if they could only see
flowers are put in
one for every sin
I am lifted and slid into a hearse with a skid
not much movement in my prison
no one knows that I have risen
lifted by a crane
I feel all life drain
as I slowly drift down into the pit
I'm lost in limbo for the sins I commit
gentle tapping on the chamber door
please stop
shovel no more
as I lay I start to wonder
will I ever escape from six feet under?
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3. |
Hell
04:34
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(3) HELL
deep below the surface lies
a place where an evil man goes when he dies
leave your name with the reaper
as you quickly plummet deeper
the blazing heat is truly awful
the flames will burn for those unlawful
those who lie, kill, and cheat
will scorch down in the heat
the leader of this house of fires
is the one who desires
the souls of all the living ones
and on and on down with their sons
he goes by many different names
and taunts you with his evil games
many consider him heartless
to drag men to his world of darkness
thousands pledge their alliance
and never pledge their defiance
for down in the depths of hell
there is no church bell
only one man is king
and down there freedom never rings
from this abyss you shall not return
satan will let you burn in hell
lucifer has taken your mind
made it one of his own kind
no matter when
no matter how
"mere mortals may bow to me now"
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4. |
Life In Hell
05:31
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(4) LIFE IN HELL
as you reach the gate you can feel the hate
you soon will learn the way to burn
as the devil welcomes you in
he laughs to himself at every sin
life down here is not the same
you're given a number not a name
every day is deadly slow
lots of stop and little go
as you pass from room to room
you're drifting closer to your doom
lots of furnishings down there
noose, gas chamber, and the chair
flock of death
molten rock
gates of heaven
hell will knock
all your deepest darkest fears
now the grim reaper hears
take the fears and smash them down
a sacrificed child
murderers abound
what hit them
they couldn't tell
now you must repent in hell
flock of death
molten rock
gates of heaven
hell will knock
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5. |
Reincarnated
03:12
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(5) REINCARNATED
tortured my after life
every day
every night
never did I put up a fight
lost my feeling
then I lost my sight
spent a little time in hell
not many stories to tell about that place
or the evil terrifying face
another chance is what's been given me
another chance to set my soul free
now I have a second day of birth
because again I walk the earth
I am not the same person I used to be
I am not myself
I'm not me
to redeem myself I need some time
I cannot commit one single crime
but then I see the blood
the memories of the flood
it makes my mouth water
I disobey my new order
now it's time to return
because I did not learn
at the mouth I start to foam
hello
I'm home
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6. |
Sizan
05:25
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(6) SIZAN
[instrumental]
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7. |
Mental Floss
06:11
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(7) MENTAL FLOSS
you say I've got an attitude
but I'm just in a rotten mood
you force feed knowledge down my throat
in a sea of teaching
sink or float
I don't think this is so cool
I don't need this thing called school
you think you're smart
you think I'm dumb
well I think you're a ball of scum
treating me like you're my boss
I think you need some mental floss
there's asbestos in my school
so I can't see that golden rule
to my health it's detrimental
and I don't work up to my potential
fight the system to be free
I don't think you'll ever see me
trapped behind the doors they lock
I sit alone and watch the clock
tick away
I think you need some mental floss
to clean your brain
I think you need some mental floss
you're making me insane
sitting at the window sill
waiting all by myself
I tell em all to go to hell
they don't give a shit about my mental health
flush your ideas down the drown
I think you need to clean your brain
I've got no manners
I'm so uncouth
you still try to hide the truth
no sanity will I ever find
I've just kinda lost my mind
treating me like you're my boss
I think you need some mental floss
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8. |
Fred
03:30
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(8) FRED
grandpa tell us the one about Fred
here's a story I know
that happened long ago
about an old man named Fred
who's body was too small for his head
there was an old man
and his name was Fred
he tried to find his friend
from beginning till the end
he was chased by a ghost
oh boy that Fred
he is the most
there was an old man
and his name was Fred
he searched for Bob
I think that was his job
he used a bomb and a gun
oh boy that Fred
he was number one
he didn't have a car
he had to walk real far
but Bob might soon die
oh boy that Fred
he's such a nice guy
there was an old man
and his name was Fred
"Bob where the hell are you?
and what will I do if I never find you?"
there was an old man
and his name was Fred
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9. |
Neighbors
04:16
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(9) NEIGHBORS
can I borrow your mower?
oh jeez this guy's a tart
can I borrow a pound of sugar?
why can't we live three miles apart
what are you doing tomorrow?
I'm frightened to reply
could you drive me to the airport?
my whole block should fucking die
could you babysit my kids?
how long you fucking tool
just a little while
till they get outta high school
eventually they move
they're leaving
I can win
but just as I think they've left
there's more moving in
let me borrow
your drill
your car
your shovel
your life
your food
your home
your money
your wife
neighbors
you can't borrow shit
nuisance
don't have a fucking fit
neighbors
I hate you all a lot
nuisance
your cat can fucking rot
neighbors
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10. |
Balls On The Roof
04:12
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(10) BALLS ON THE ROOF
we call his house on Saturday
say, "hey going to work today?"
silence on his end of the line
oh no we don't wanna hear him whine
are you home?
I guess so
are you coming over?
I guess so
are you awake?
I guess so
are you alive?
I guess so
spends his time sweeping the floor
down at the local bagel store
on Saturday his clothes are rags
so in school he won't look like the dirtbags
are you home?
I guess so
are you coming over?
I guess so
are you awake?
I guess so
are you alive?
I guess so
by the full moon
we have seen his room
and we have seen his rowing machine
sure he's white but he's got soul
we didn't write "Losing All Control"
his parents are a groovy pair
he and his friends go to the fair
his mom's voice becomes a squeal
while dad drives the pimp mobile
are you home?
I guess so
are you coming over?
I guess so
are you awake?
I guess so
are you alive?
I guess so
are you here?
are you Chris?
ahhhhhh....
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11. |
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(11) THE LITTLE INJUN THAT COULD
little injun
dark skinned man
darkened by birth not sun tan
fights for the reservation
to give the dead eternal salvation
persecuted thru the years
mad as hell he wipes his tears
feels the hatred burning inside
charging hard no where to hide
Cherokee Navajo
what the hell's the difference?
Mohican Iroquois
doesn't really matter what he is
are you an indian?
is he an indian?
sure looks like one to me
doesn't live in a tee-pee
doesn't ride a horse
uses motorcycles to take his course
raves about em
expresses his pride
it's very fast and it's fun to ride
his lyrics are filled with anger and rage
this little injun should be locked in a cage
cause when you get him riled up
it takes a while to shut him up
Cherokee Navajo
what the hell's the difference?
Mohican Iroquois
doesn't really matter what he is
are you an indian?
is he an indian?
sure looks like one to me
making fun he don't care
uses shampoo for greasy hair
peer in his window and you will see
he just loves movies with nudity
Cherokee Navajo
what the hell's the difference?
Mohican Iroquois
doesn't really matter what he is
are you an indian?
is he an indian?
sure looks like one to me
he's an indian
does anything he can
he's an indian
just look at that van
he's an indian
get off his case
he's an indian
and he plays the bass
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12. |
Makin' The Jack Sauce
04:57
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(12) MAKIN THE JACK SAUCE
what are you doing in there?
go into the room
take the magazine and lock the door
once you've made the jack sauce
you'll want more and more
don't hear what he says
Jack really loves to try and tempt you
you think you can forget him
but Jack sticks to you like glue
makin the jack sauce yeah
makin the jack sauce now
laying in your bed
there's a reason for your fright
truth hurts
you can't deny it
Mr. Jack Sauce comes tonight
sitting in my room
lots of dirty movies on tv
no one around to help
looks like it's just Jack and me
makin the jack sauce yeah
makin the jack sauce now
Jack Sauce
he's the coolest guy I know
Jack Sauce
ask my my two friends
they'll tell you so
listen to this warning
heed what advice you may find
they say it's a myth
but making the jack sauce will leave you blind
makin the jack sauce yeah
makin the jack sauce now
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13. |
T.N.K. Suck
04:24
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(13) TNK SUCK
they love their mothers just like the others
lipstick and hairspray
those posers are all gay
losers love em
reality hates em
they rise like pond scum
what a bunch of fucking bums
you sleazy new wave fucks
this time you're outta luck
no more albums to make a buck
because the new kids on the block suck
I think you should be dead
so I'll hit you in the head with an iron spike
you all look like fucking dykes
It's just the way I feel
now we are real
our songs are always right
unlike the crap that you write
you sing about the lovely day
take a look it's not that way
the world is an ugly place just like your fucking face
I'll kick you off a dock
hit you with a rock
you can all suck my cock
the new kids on the block
you sleazy new wave fucks
this time you're outta luck
no more albums to make a buck
because the new kids on the block suck
there's nothing that you own
that I can't take away
any time any day
what more can I say
you sleazy new wave fucks
this time you're outta luck
no more albums to make a buck
because the new kids on the block suck
I'll kick you off a dock
hit you with a rock
you can all suck my cock
the new kids on the block
you scummy pigs
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14. |
Hellbent
07:55
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(14) HELLBENT
[instrumental]
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AMC Levittown, New York
three guys in a Levittown, NY high school, early 90s, write a bunch of songs for their band AMC (Angry Middle
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