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Liar's Club
02:08
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Going out tonight you need to find yourself a bar
The finest rock and roll experience, it's never very far
So now you're going out to Liar's Club but first you gotta preen
so you can suck and fuck and wine and dine the liars on the scene
Fashion annihilation!
Your pretty face will be crushed by Gary's leopard boots
Lipstick and Leather,
you know that I know that this place it just fucking rules
So now I'm 97 doing shots down at the bar
so if my life alert starts beeping you can stuff me in the car
Lemmy's there to say goodbye as I'm dragged out the door, he says
"if you think you're too old to rock and roll well then you probably are"
Fiber annihilation!
Your vegetables will be crushed by Gary's leopard boots
Lipstick and leather!
You know that I know that this place it just fucking rules
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Sick Semper
03:34
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Sic Semper Tyrannis, what does it mean?
It's the words that brutus never said, but I'll say:
Sic semper tyrannis evello mortem today
Down in the bunker or up on the hill someday the
peasants will come for the king and the kill,
They'll say Sic semper tyrannis evello mortem
Today is just the start; Revolutions have an art,
From ancient Rome to Tripoli well the end it had a start
but did your leaders do their best?
Or did the piggies fail the test? Like all the soldiers,
politicians, the policemen, and the rest?
Righteous, were they just? Were they doing what they must?
Was it violence from necessity or was it born from lust
and when the people rise to fight,
will the leaders run and hide
from all the guillotines and pillories
will they run for their lives?
Each time a nation it falls to it's knees
it's the people who suffer, the people who bleed
so hopefully this revolution will be one of peace
And I know life isn't fair
and the poor get the check
but if you think I'll sit and watch
with your boots on their necks
I'll say sick semper tyrannis
evello mortem today
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My Boss is a Dick
04:15
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I hope you get struck by a fucking truck--
I hope you have nothing but bad luck
You're gunna burn in fucking hell for this shit
well there ain't no hell... but that's where you're headed
You wanna say that I'M fucking trouble?! Well I
I hope you drown in a fuckin' puddle
I wanna feel your windpipe tightening
I fuckin' hope that you get struck by lightning
I hope your life is fuckin' mediocre
get shot in the spine, photographed by the joker
How dare you talk to me this way
I hope that you get paid what I get paid
The true measure of wealth, well it's the measure of labor
but we know that in America you never get what you pay for
Pissin' on your coffin six feet underground
It's the only time I'd advocate for trickle down
Fuck this, My boss is a dick! (x3)
I'm working in the walking dick apocalypse
I hope you have to work a service job
where nobody tips and every patron's a slob
I hope somebody yelps in a review
and you get written up
but it wasn't even you
I know you only have to pay a fine while
the varied proletariat are doing time
So, thus! I hope you get bit by a snake
And fucking die in a fucking earthquake
I hope your private fucking jet
fucking crashes into your tasteless
fucking mansion in the motherfucking Hamptons
how dare you talk to me this way,
I'd cut off your head for the minimum wage
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The Earldormen
03:36
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To all the villains in the deadliest places
The Earldormen are here to dig your grave
Down here the sun never touches our faces
We're lit instead by the flickering flames from all the
Fire we leave in our wake, it illuminates the dead in the lake so
You better stay in our graces
Or else we're gunna burn this city down
Some people they call us heroes
They've never seen the destruction we sow!
We raised an army at Illos
We go to war with the wretched in tow
We watch them die, and do it well
We'll see them when we get to hell so
You better stay in our graces
Or else we're gunna burn this city down
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Clown Car
04:02
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Sun's in the sky, birds in the trees, all the people at the park
they're still contracting these preventable diseases
protected by Jesus.
Men on the hill making political swill they're spending time
defining ways to try and choke the people right to elocution
with noise pollution
And what you see is what you get
A big fat fucking police boot on a neck
And I'm not trying to tell you how to feel
I just want to agree on what is real
Home of the brave, yea it's the land of the free,
it's the holy epicenter of the ethnocentric Christian oligarchy
with or without malarkey
Police of today act in un-peelian ways,
they got a needle or a nightstick or a knee upon your neck,
electrocution; They call it evolution.
Standing where we were we saw those cops hit those kids with their car
And that's why everyone was screaming
One hundred billion nine
You got that death on the city's dime
That's why everyone was screaming "1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9,10,11, Fuck 12"
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Stone
04:18
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Disinformation and American Pride
The shortest ladder to the top of the slide,
You slide down to the bottom
then you’ll be back at the top again
A little bit of this and yeah a little bit that
A little bit of shit and yea a little bit of scat,
There’s more than one way to disembowel the American cat
But you knew that
You are the architect of American decline
Who makes the score board and who makes the sides?
A dead goat or the circling flies
Consume a serving daily till it rots your belly from the inside
A little bit of shit and yeah a little bit of scat,
There’s more than one way to trim and simmer the American fat
But you knew that
You are the architect of American decline
Stone
Does this hit home
You are the architect of American decline
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Bombs Away
03:12
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I need to be free... full autonomy!
The freedom to step out too far
on a ledge just to look out and see
Do you know what I mean?
Do you burst at the seams?
A colloquialism that has been true for me is
"You can die on your feet or you can live on your knees"
A rich man offered me a proposition;
I could lick his plate and suckle on the bones.
But in a system that is rife with predilection, baby,
there is only one thing left to say: Bombs away
"Convenience or death!" to his dying breath, you know
Phil's "never heard of oppression" but that's what you get
When you never deny anything to a child
Except for the knowledge it takes to discern
the difference of perspective that he'll never learn
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Summon all the servants for a sitdown with their Swami;
I’ll teach the recipe to make Mighty Methuselah's salami
Just grind up all the poor, That’s what the biomass is for...
Mr. Methuselah Salami!
Mighty Methuselah! Me, myself, and I!
I will not be shaken 'cause I can never die!
Gather all the children and I'll tell them each a story
About the way they’re 'sposed to carry out the swami’s glory
It's a statue forty thousand feet
All wrapped in skin and made of meat
Mr. Methuselah’s Salami incorporated L.L.C.
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9. |
White Line Fever
04:13
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White lines pass me by / As they hypnotize
So don’t give me no static / Bright lights I can handle it
I’ve got the white line fever / She’s got the white line fever
So come on baby and take me for a ride
I’m in another city / By the time you see the sun
I’m already over the county line /By the time you know the deal is done
I’ve got the white line fever / She’s got the white line fever
You're all vagabonds and non-believers / Come on you fuckers,
take me for a ride
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Lollygagger Chicago, Illinois
We believe in truth and we believe in observation.
Matt: Guitar / Vocals
Michael: Drums
Kinsey: Bass
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