| Disc 1 | ||||||
|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| 1. |
| 2:55 | 
|
|||
|
Dear God,
The patient's best intentions have sadly faltered. Despite his newly installed, varnished brain, and being force-fed gallons of viscous demented liquor, he is determined to obtain the new drone spiders' trophy. He dreams of becoming the scorpion who never sweats. Quite frankly i'm sickened to have this individual infiltrate my headspace. He talks of lascivious laughs haunting his every second as the clock spits, clicks, and time speeds by in the form of a neon snake. Massive delusions? Very probably. I fear for my safety. He is as weak as his fellow man. I am now surrounded by hypocrites, liars, drunks, clowns, fools, sycophants and the desperate. I insist we barter with the moon to sell the patients cohesive lyrical maps in exchange for a vision of the future. Stricken with grief, I have no choice but to turn to lethal toxins Hardcore Punk Paste. Allstars takin' over... Early draft of lyrics taken from Radio 1 Breezeblock DJ set Dear God, The patient's best intentions have sadly faltered. It has of late become apparent, he's driven by lust and he's as weak as his fellow colleagues. A hypocrite, surrounded by liars and bed-wetters. Stricken with grief, he turns to lethal toxins, hardcore Punk Paste. Goodbye Lord Allstars takin over... |
||||||
 |
2. |
| 7:38 | 
|
||
| 3. |
| 5:59 |
|
|||
|
Scraping the skylines with hypnotic observations
Swooping and surfing over lyrical substations Embrace the flame again and again Like passion and pain hand in hand with each other. Sliding, deeper I'm gliding Shooting. I am deeper than you. Bombs wired to my chest I'll lace the building with bugs Cos you'll always be behind me slip-streaming my buzz See me rocket off into the ozone layer Spiralling off into the ether Slip-streaming our buzz (X4) Into the ether Sliding, deeper I'm gliding Shooting I am deeper than you Into the ether |
||||||
| 4. |
| 6:45 |
|
|||
| 5. |
| 7:23 |
|
|||
|
dusk is when the little men melt into the mountains... melt
into the mountains... melt into the mountains Taking the lord's name in vain Cos I'm steppin' out on the streets again Cos I'm tortured by demons, winged beasts and carrions The air is alive with dagger and poisons Almost moving me to tears But you and I both know, the streets are paved with fears Severe mental fog Regan's a mad killer dog London lives up its arse These horrors have surely come to pass I'm twitchin' and sweatin' on the front line And Man's a monster He's a monster in his own time He's a monster I've seen dagger and poison fall We're fallin' And carnage rules So search your heart And tear it apart Rip it apart Hydra-headed fear Is all around here Crack You're under attack It seems like you've learnt to live in a bubble But imagine the trouble When you fall from your wall and burst your balloon Cos it'll happen soon (Yeah it's gonna fuckin' happen soon) Steppin' out on the streets again Taking the lord's name in vain Almost moving me to tears What you and I both know The streets are paved with fears Electric congestion Kamikaze pedestrians What's it all mean? Can't juggle with Jesus Dirty green sea Naked reality 24/7 24/7 Flapping like a trapped bird In the 7-11 Crack You're under attack Then you'll see Man's your own worst enemy Peoples hopes and fears You know they seem People's hopes and dreams You know they seem So out of reach to me You know they seem so out of reach to me |
||||||
| 6. |
| 5:08 |
|
|||
|
Brutal/beautiful
Strung out/hung out Screaming sirens/skyscraper coffins Shambolic/chaotic Computer boffins Strip-tease traffic lights Cut throat beer fights Poison friends/fakers and takers Stoic spectators And you're all cold, cold heartbreakers Drunks slumped Cans tilted Lost your mind in the violent crime Strobes and flashes/knife gashes Bright lights/jilted lovers Piss stains and splattered brains Corruption production/fag packets Prediction rackets You're all bribes and lies Did you slip inside and get too low? Did you slip inside and wanna know? Smashed up limbs/stifled screams A battle of lies/lightweight street fights Monday mourning/pungent yawning Inner-city casualty Science and technology battle against me I know there's something terminal eating away at me A vulture's nest Jesus, what a test Did you slip inside and get too low? Did you slip inside and wanna know? I used to fall in love with everyone I'd meet And then I realised it's murder out Murder on the streets Yeah I used to fall in love with everyone I'd meet And then I realised it's murder out on the streets Y'know it's murder out on the streets So don't fall in love with everyone you meet Cos I know it's murder out on the streets Y'know it's murder out Murder on the streets. |
||||||
| 7. |
| 5:39 |
|
|||
| 8. |
| 7:21 |
|
|||
| 9. |
| 6:17 |
|
|||
| 10. |
| 9:36 |
|
|||
|
I've been shot right out the sky
Navigating miles high I'm just a ray of sound Yeah look what I found On my brand new journey into sound I know you'll find piece of mind On my Punk Paste race into space I'm the silver surfer hearin' lucifer Lay on the ground and nobody dies Paradise is the place where the devil does his damndest I'm the catalyst A psychedelic twist Like a dynamite reefer I'll make you sweat and curse As we travel at magnificent speeds around the universe Lets travel at magnificent speeds around the universe I'll keep travelling Chasing the shadows This ain't a game We're coming by stealth You know I got wealth Brain carnage self THERE'S no return Speeding neck and neck with my own vision Real clean incision We'll be dancing frenzies Slaughters visions I'm a hot wet dripping psychedelic incision Zeroes pure vision This is stranger than fiction A greater addiction We'll never wish to never recover I'm a skunk of a different stripe And tonight I'm gonna take flight I'll take you on a journey into tomorrow And together we'll banish all pain and sorrow. I'm just a ray of sound sound A ray of sound Just a ray a ray a ray a ray a ray of sound I'm just a ray of sound sound A ray of sound A sound sound sound sound a ray of sound |
||||||
| 11. |
| 4:16 |
|
|||
|
Bombers rip across the screen
Layin waste to citys' dreams And what's it all gonna mean When audio psychosis builds from the speakers cones And you can hear the music tear Tearin' through your bones 'cause i'm just a crazy mixed up kid Out comes the truth when you take off the lid And what's it all gonna mean When audio psychosis builds from the speakers cones And I can hear the music tear Tearin through my bones <Keep on keepin' on y'all> <Come home, come on back to me> Yeah I can hear the music tear Tearin' through my bones <Peace Brother, peace> <I had no idea it was going to end in such tragedy> |
||||||
|
