1. |
Pipe Bomb
05:42
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I’M STUCK IN WIRES AND UNDER FEET
NO PLAN FOR ACTION MAN
TERRORIZE THE STREETS
I’M DONE WITH SPEECHES
I’M OUT OF LINES
NO ACT OF PUNISHMENT IS APT TO BE A ROCKET
AN ACRIMONIOUS STING TOILS IN MY POCKET
I’M LOCKED UP IN A HOOD
I’M LOCKED UP IN A HOOD
I GOT A PIPE BOMB
SHE’S A SERVANT OF THE WAR
IT’S FILLED WITH RAZORS
AND SHE’LL FUCK YOU LIKE A WHORE
NOBODY LIKES HER
BUT MAN SHE DOES ME GOOD
I GOT A PIPE BOMB
A BIT MISUNDERSTOOD
I’M ON A HOLIDAY FROM ONE PERCENT
TOO LOW TO THROW IT IN
TOO TIRED TO CHASE A CARROT
YOU’RE JUST A SPEEDBUMP
IT’S SUCH A RUSE
THROW ME A SHINY THING AND I WILL ACT AMAZED
TURN ON A TV RANT NOW TELL ME WHAT TO THINK
I’M LOCKED UP IN A HOOD
I’M LOCKED UP IN A HOOD
I GOT A PIPE BOMB
SHE’S A SERVANT OF THE WAR
IT’S FILLED WITH RAZORS
AND SHE’LL FUCK YOU LIKE A WHORE
NOBODY LIKES HER
BUT MAN SHE DOES ME GOOD
I GOT A PIPE BOMB
A BIT MISUNDERSTOOD
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2. |
Lolita
02:17
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YOU WANT IT, YOU GOT IT
LEARNING YOUR WAY AROUND
COME GET IT, YOU SELL IT
HE’S GOING TO CUT YOU DOWN
DEEP IN THE MIRE
LOLITA, LOLITA
JACK IS A LIAR
LOLITA, LOLITA
YOU WANT IT, YOU GOT IT
FINDING NO PLACE TO HIDE
FORGIVE IT AND WILL IT
AND NOW THE ROSE MUST DIE
DEEP IN THE MIRE
LOLITA, LOLITA
JACK IS A LIAR
LOLITA, LOLITA
3. GHETTOLAND ( lyrics Billy Garvey Music Doomed To Obscurity )
YOU WANT TO BE NOT ONE OF US
YOU WANT TO THINK IT’S ALL YOU GOT
THE SUFFERING AND LOVE TO HATE
BUT DROWNING IN THE DARK IS MUCH TOO MUCH
EVERYTHING AROUND US NOW
YOU GOT TO BE PROUD IT’S ALL WE GOT
SOME WILL THINK IT’S A WASTED LIFE IN A DUMP
IT’S A GHETTO THAT WE LOVE
YOU FOLLOW SHEEP AND FALL IN FLUX
AND DROWN INTO THE SAME DEAD RUT
IT’S ALWAYS BEEN A PRISON LOT
BUT SOMETHING DRIVES YOU BACK TO PICK FROM STUCK
EVERYTHING AROUND US NOW
YOU GOT TO BE PROUD IT’S ALL WE GOT
SOME WILL THINK IT’S A WASTED LIFE IN A DUMP
IT’S A GHETTO THAT WE LOVE
I WANT TO GET HIGH
SUNK IN A WOEFUL KIND OF FALL
I WANT TO ROLL IT UP
WAKE UP THE MISERY ALOFT
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3. |
Ghettoland
03:21
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YOU WANT TO BE NOT ONE OF US
YOU WANT TO THINK IT’S ALL YOU GOT
THE SUFFERING AND LOVE TO HATE
BUT DROWNING IN THE DARK IS MUCH TOO MUCH
EVERYTHING AROUND US NOW
YOU GOT TO BE PROUD IT’S ALL WE GOT
SOME WILL THINK IT’S A WASTED LIFE IN A DUMP
IT’S A GHETTO THAT WE LOVE
YOU FOLLOW SHEEP AND FALL IN FLUX
AND DROWN INTO THE SAME DEAD RUT
IT’S ALWAYS BEEN A PRISON LOT
BUT SOMETHING DRIVES YOU BACK TO PICK FROM STUCK
EVERYTHING AROUND US NOW
YOU GOT TO BE PROUD IT’S ALL WE GOT
SOME WILL THINK IT’S A WASTED LIFE IN A DUMP
IT’S A GHETTO THAT WE LOVE
I WANT TO GET HIGH
SUNK IN A WOEFUL KIND OF FALL
I WANT TO ROLL IT UP
WAKE UP THE MISERY ALOFT
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4. |
I Don't Care
02:59
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TELL A PICTURE, TALK INTO A WALL
SUM OF VISION TURNS TO HATE
SECONDS SINK AND FORTUNE FALLS ALONG
SEVERED PIECES OUT OF GRACE
I DON’T REALLY CARE
YOU FOUND ME OUT
SOME OLD SAME THEY SAY
THAT CIRCLES NOW
I DON’T REALLY CARE
YOU FOUND ME OUT
WORTH IS NOT FROM A RESTLESS HERD
IT’S ANISE FOR THE WORST IN WORDS
SUBTLE STAINS ARE NOW A BROKEN FATE
FALLING IN AND OUT OF GRACE
I DON’T REALLY CARE
YOU FOUND ME OUT
SOME OLD SAME THEY SAY
THAT CIRCLES NOW
I DON’T REALLY CARE
YOU FOUND ME OUT
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5. |
39 For Life
02:24
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NEVER TRUST WHAT GINSBERG SAID
SINCE I’M OFF THE HEROIN
AND JUST LIKE JIMMY BLED MY FRIENDS HAVE DIED
AN ARRESTING PARASITE
TO A PIG THAT KNOWS MY LIFE
FROM A PLASTIC CANNON RAGE AND INTO A GRAVE
NOWHERE AND FASTER THE TAO
39 FOR LIFE IN NOW
SUSPECT AND LOST
YOUNG SOCIAL DISSIDENT
APPEASED BY SUBSTANANCE
A FREAK FLAG FOLLOWING WITH NO ONE’S LIFE
A SUBMISSIVE MASTERING
ON A FULL DECK TRAGEDY
JUST A CODEPENDENT STUCK WITHOUT A RIDE
NO LUCK
SO WHAT
NO FAULT
IT’S SLIPPING AWAY
HOLD UP
NO COMPS
NO MATTER
WHAT IS A SAINT?
NOWHERE AND FASTER THE TAO
39 FOR LIFE IN NOW
SUSPECT AND LOST
WHEN WE WERE YOUNG
SUFFERING ON YOUR FEET
A WALKING BREATH AND THEN IT’S DEAD
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6. |
Angel Dust
03:29
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INTO FEVERS SHAKING INTO NEXT DAY
SICKENED DULL THE PAVEMENT THAT I LIE UPON
SEPARATED FROM A THING I FOUGHT FOR
THIEF AND SEIZURES
SORE IN LOSING AND OUT OF MIND
WITH A SUBWAY LOT
IN AND OUT OF STUCK
AND A FOOL FORGOTTEN WANDERER
AND THERE’S SOMETHING ON MY SHOULDER
WEIGHING EVERY BIT OF BOULDER
AN AFFECTED CALIFORNIA
TRAVEL EAST TO GET IT OVER
FIVE-FINGERED FOOD TO TAKE IT OUT THERE
SUCKING GAS TO DEDICATE A CAR IN DRIVE
SO FAR LISTS ARE MADE WHO SUFFERED
I CAN HEAR THEM YELLING IN MY MIND AT NIGHT
NO PISS OR POT
ALL OUT OF LUCK
JUST A FOOL FORGOTTEN WANDERER
AND THERE’S SOMETHING ON MY SHOULDER
WEIGHING EVERY BIT OF BOULDER
AN AFFECTED CALIFORNIA
TRAVEL EAST TO GET IT OVER
ON THE ROAD WITH SELF ABUSIVE IDEOLOGY
AND LUCID TO MY CHAINS
AND FULLY BOUND TO A STAIN I CAN’T WIPE OUT
AND THE MAN OF RETRIBUTION
FOLLOWS ON FOR RESOLUTION
WITH A NEED TO TAKE ME DOWN
ON THE RUN AND NEVER FOUND
IN MY HEAD NO RESOLUTION
IN MY MIND NO RETRIBUTION
IN MY HEAD IT’S BUILDING UP
IN MY HEAD IT’S BLOWING UP
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7. |
One More War
03:55
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NOTHING TO TAKE
IN SHATTERED SUFFRAGE
NO TIES TO TOWING A LINE
THIS IS ASSAULT
CRACKS IN A PARADISE
FIRES AND LIARS TO BURN
ONE MORE WAR
A STUCK PIG
A SCHOOLED DICK
TONIGHT WE ARE ALIGNED
A FORFEIT OR LOSE IT
READY OR NOT
NO MISTAKE
NOT A SERVANT MAN
FALLEN KICKED TO THE GROUND
OH TO BATHE IN COMPLACENCY
ARE YOU READY FOR WAR
I THOUGHT WE COULD TALK A BIT
BUT IT SEEMS THAT NOW
YOU WANT MORE THAN ALL OF IT
CROSSING A LINE
I WANT MORE THAN YOU CAN GIVE
AND THAT’S MORE THAN NONE
AND IN A SPLIT OF DIFFERENCE
WE’RE READY TO FIGHT
UNDER THIS STATE
UNDER A STRANGLEHOLD
A NOWHERE ROAD
THIS IS YOUR FATE
FUCK THE STATE
FUCK THE STATE
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Doomed To Obscurity Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
Chris Hunter -guitar,
Jason Clouser - guitar,
George Kuech - bass,
Dave Glass - drums,
VOCALIST WANTED.
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