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Partisan Dinosaur
01:46
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Victim of the puppet state
Work, consume and procreate
Never doubt the narrative
Of the tiny world in which you live
Your morals spelled out clear as black and...
White your family, white your friends
Justify your means by ends
Your hegemonic paradigm
Will bury all of us in time
And everything you stood for was a lie
Partisan Dinosaur
Not welcome here no more!
When the millions look to one
And that one decides what's to be done
There's compromises being made
Integrity, it always fades
The flaw exists in every form of...
Government, it only works
On those content to be governed
Public opinion must serve the state
So the middle class is taught to hate
The party system hides it in a farce
Partisan Dinosaur
Not welcome here no more!
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2. |
Razorblades
01:39
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Drinkin' till you can't find the bottom of the bottle
Never thought the girl coulda been so shallow
Woke up in the morning and I tried to wash you off
Another fuckin' girl that I wish that I forgot
Two-faced, two-timin', double-crossin' moonlightin'
Dope-sick ditch pig with vomit on your lipstick
Now I got this itch and I'm feelin' kinda sick
And I'm takin' all these pills to stop the puss from my dick
But there's nothing more to say
Cause I'm pissing razor blades
Poor decisions that I made
Got me pissing razor blades
Yeah I got these fuckin' stains on my favorite pair of pants
'Cause I'm pussin' out the front and I'm pissin' out the back
I'm cryin' tears of pain from my dick onto my thighs
And it's burnin' so bad that I kinda want to cry
Rejected, Infected, Contagion collected
Sick body, Sick mind, Now I'm drinking overtime
And I still got this itch and I'm still feeling sick
And I'm running outta pills to stop the puss from my dick
But there's nothing more to say
Cause I'm pissing razor blades
Poor decisions that I made
Got me pissing razor blades
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3. |
Don't Trust the Gringos
02:26
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Let's fuckin' go to Venezuela
Sayin' "We are here to save ya
From despotism and fiscal collapse"
But when sanctions are imposed
'Till the population's broke
Tell me, who'd you think's responsible for that?
Don't trust the gringos
Their hearts full of greed
Question their authority
If you wanna stay free
Don't trust the gringos
Their imperialist ways
They don't give a fuck about you
They just want their client state
We've seen this shit before
Reagan, Bush and Ollie North
Treated Nicaragua like a rented whore
Two got off scot-free
Now one's an anchor on T.V.
When did all our memories become so short?
Don't trust the gringos
Their hearts full of greed
Question their authority
If you wanna stay free
Don't trust the gringos
Their imperialist ways
They don't give a fuck about you
They just want their client state
With Venezuelan backs against the wall
The rest of the world don't give a fuck at all
When Venezuelan blood hits the ground
I won't stay silent this time around
If legitimate government
Becomes a threat to the establishment
It ain't so hard to circumvent
Smear campaigns legitimize
Intervention in the public's eyes
And hide their sinister intent
Don't trust the gringos
Their hearts full of greed
Question their authority
If you wanna stay free
Don't trust the gringos
Their imperialist ways
They don't give a fuck about you
They just want their client state
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4. |
Scumbag Slumlord
00:53
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Dirty looks - Dead fuckin' rats
Angry letters - Piled in a stack
Filthy hallway smells like crack
Lease is signed - No turning back!
Scumbag slumlord
Vulture of the working poor
Scumbag slumlord
Knocking at my door
Scumbag slumlord
Cannot take it anymore
Scumbag slumlord
NO!
Fuck the landlord-tenant board
Every year, you just ask for more
So you can go down to the store
And buy yourself shit we can't afford
Scumbag slumlord
Vulture of the working poor
Scumbag slumlord
Knocking at my door
Scumbag slumlord
Cannot take it anymore
Scumbag slumlord
NO! FUCK YOU!
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5. |
Naloxone Ned
01:56
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Some say Naloxone Ned
Had it figured in his head
As the overdoses and the death tolls climbed
He wouldn't take a hit
Without makin' sure his trusty kit
Was beside him just in case he had a bumpy ride
'Cause Ned was a junkie but he wasn't a sucker
He wasn't gonna end up like all of the others
A trip to the morgue and a statistic on page four
Night after night
With a needle and a pipe
Our hero Ned would court his heroin
Until it was Ned's turn
To finally get burned
And all at once the world began to spin
Gasping for breath
His stubby fingers fumbled for the kit
Inches from death
Desperate for that lifesaving hit
With fear in his eyes
Ned he held the needle high
And he jammed that fucker straight into his thigh
If Ned had been quicker he might just have made it
Crawling to the hospital with pupils dilated
'Cause twenty-eight minutes is all that kit bought him
All that hard work and just look where it got him
A trip to the morgue and a statistic on page four
Poor fuckin' Ned
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6. |
Snake Lines
02:38
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The sun's going down and the skies are clear
I just bought a case of beer
I'm going to a place not far from here
Where I don't gotta talk to no-one
Pushin' for speed on 90's 'crete
Gonna knock you off your feet
You hesitate - now it's too late
Now you're gonna get snaked
We don't want no scooter kids
And we don't need no Olympics
We're just anti-social dicks
And self-abuse is our trip
Fuck the pros and magazines
Real skating happens on the street
Burnt urethane - blood, sweat and pain
So drop in or get snaked
Snake Lines x4
Pump the corners, carve the bowl
Let speed and concrete soothe your soul
Snake Lines x4
Slash the coping, gap the hip
Don't slow down or you'll get hit
Snake Lines x4
Polson, Coldy or the Ditch
Shred that shit don't be a bitch
Snake Lines x4
Skate until you black out!
No one get in front of me
And my 7-ply WMD
I just feel so fucking free
Like I could live forever
Maybe it's just a game to you
And maybe there's something more productive I could do
But I need it
Can't you see?
It's my only therapy
Snake Lines x4
Pump the corners, carve the bowl
Let speed and concrete soothe your soul
Snake Lines x4
Slash the coping, gap the hip
Don't slow down or you'll get hit
Snake Lines x4
Polson, Coldy or the Ditch
Shred that shit don't be a bitch
Snake Lines x4
Skate until you black out!!!
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7. |
Vernon, B.C.
00:40
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Golly-mobs
Discunt whores
Meth addicts with open sores
Crooked cops
Biker gangs
They run the town that I live in
Homeless people on the lawn
Most of them they're too far gone
I don't think there's no turning back
There's just too much meth and smack
And crack
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8. |
Highway 16
02:32
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9. |
Slip to the Abyss
01:37
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You thought you won the battle
You thought you won the fight
You thought you had it figured out
This hell that they call life
But you sunk that ship you're sailing
You're shipwrecked now, you're flailing
You fracture at the seams
And they ask "are you all right?"
You never thought your so-called friends would sell you down the river
But soon you will believe it when you're broke and start to shiver
You thought you had it all but there's something that you missed
And now that you've lost all control you'll slip to the abyss
You never thought that you would die
Wretched and alone
Ostracized and pushed aside and
Frozen to the bone
Crawlin' through the streets with all that
you own on your back
Sleepin' in the gutters and
Freebasing smack
Cause you never thought your so-called friends would sell you down the river
But it all becomes so clear when you feel that needle pinch ya
You thought you had it all but there's something that you missed
And now that you've lost all control, you'll slip to the abyss
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10. |
Fuckdacops
01:54
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Think you are authority?
Well that uniform means shit to me!
Yeah lock 'em up you little man
It's apartheid on the witness stand
Tellin' your lies while you're wastin' your life
Just who died and made you god?
You're no hero you're a fuckin' fraud!
You're just a pawn to the status quo
And fuckin' peoples' lives is all you know
All the fuckin' rules that you make me fuckin' follow
You're just a fuckin' load that should have been swallowed
DTF says Fuckdacops! x4
Yeah protect the rich, exploit the poor
You ain't no one's savior
The government pays you to quash dissent
But you'll get yours in the end
Better off dead yeah, you're better off dead
Better off a brown stain on your mother's bed
DTF says Fuckdacops! x4
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11. |
Life in a Modern Age
04:24
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For the benefit of humankind it was created
A triumph of the human mind
Now as a species we're leaving humanity behind
Considering the mass psychosis we were born into
In retrospect, we did alright
Icarus-like, unafraid of the all-consuming light
Living life in a modern age
Never knowing you are digging an early grave
With the future jeopardized
It's getting hard to scrutinize
The truth from the lies
If I could have the attention of the class for just a moment
I'd like to point out the irony
Of our enslavement considering we've never been so free
Living life in a modern age
Never knowing you are digging an early grave
With the future jeopardized
It's getting hard to scrutinize
The truth from the lies
Nothing I can say will change the way you go about your
Deterministic way of life
But just the same I hope you get your kicks before you die
Living life in a modern age
Never knowing you are digging an early grave
With the future jeopardized
It's getting hard to scrutinize
The truth from the lies
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12. |
D.T.F.
05:04
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Hey Kagney
Need you to cu-cu-cu-cu-cu-come
And save me
Yeah you got everything I need
Hey Daisy
You're a psychedelic sex machine
And I need you
Yeah I need you down on your knees
Cause sometimes I feel a little hard up
Yeah a little bit lustful & lascivious
So take me
On a rock 'n roll fantasy
I wanna taste you
I wanna taste your ecstacy
Sierra!
Come on and talk dirty to me!
Tell me that you want me to ruin you
With your head down past your knees
Or if you'd rather tie me up
I could be your obedient sub
We're Down to Fuck!
We're Down to Fuck!
So if you're ready
Let's break out the toys
Nipple locks and riding crops
Fun for girls and boys
You angels
In your holy halls of sin
Open your thighs, I got a big surprise
Let me climb on in
We're Down to Fuck!
We're Down to Fuck!
So let's Fuck!
We're Down to Fuck x1,000,000
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DTF Vernon, British Columbia
Down
To
Fuck
Sexy pissed off music to fuck and be fucked to.
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