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Efficiency and progress is ours once more now that we have the neutron bomb
It's nice and quick and clean and gets things done Away with excess enemy, but no less value to property No sense in war but perfect sense at home The sun beams down on a brand new day, no more welfare tax to pay Unsightly slums gone up in flashing light Jobless millions whisked away, at last we have more room to play All systems go to kill the poor tonight Gonna kill, kill, kill, kill, kill the poor Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill the poor Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill the poor tonight Behold the sparkly of champagne, the crime rate's gone, feel free again Oh life's a dream with you, Miss Lily White Jane Fonda on the screen today convinced the liberals it's okay So let's get dressed and dance away the night While they kill, kill, kill, kill, kill the poor Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill the poor Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill the poor tonight Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill the poor Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill the poor Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill the poor tonight Behold the sparkly of champagne, the crime rate's gone, feel free again Oh life's a dream with you, Miss Lily White Jane Fonda on the screen today convinced the liberals it's okay So let's get dressed and dance away the night While they kill, kill, kill, kill, kill the poor Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill the poor Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill the poor tonight Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill the poor Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill the poor Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill the poor tonight Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill the poor Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill the poor Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill the poor tonight |
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I don't need your way of life
I can't stand your attitudes I can do without your strife I don't need this fucking world I don't need this fucking world This world brings me down Gag with every breath This world brings me down I'm looking forward to death It seems so unreal to me So much hate and so much pity I can't take another day It's such a bore, it gets me really sore I don't need this fucking world I don't need this fucking world This world brings me down Gag with every breath This world brings me down I'm looking forward to death Looking forward to death Looking forward to death |
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Have you been reading the morning papers?
War is coming back in style There's generals here, advisors there, and the Russians nibbling everywhere The chessboard's filling up with red We make more profits when we blow off their heads The economy is looking bad, let's start another war When ya get drafted Fan the fires of racist hatred, we want total war When ya get drafted Drooling fingers, panic buttons Playing with missiles like they're toys There's easy money, easy jobs, especially when you build the bombs They blow big cities off the map Just guess who profits when we build 'em back up? Yeah, what big business wants, big business gets, it wants a war When ya get drafted Trilateral Commission goonies laugh and scheme for more When ya get drafted Call the Army, call the Navy, stocked with kids from slums When ya get drafted If you can't afford a slick attorney We might make you a spy Forget your demonstrations, kids today sit on their ass When ya get drafted Just a six-pack and you're happy, we're prepared for When ya get drafted, when ya get drafted |
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The Landlord's here to visit
They're blasting disco down below Sez, "I'm doubling up the rent Cos the building's condemned You're gonna help me buy City Hall" But we can, you know we can But we can, you know we can Let's lynch the landlord man I tell them 'turn on the water' I tell 'em 'turn on the heat' Tells me 'All you ever do is complain' Then they search the place when I'm not here But we can, you know we can Let's lynch the landlord Let's lynch the landlord Let's lynch the landlord man There's rats chewin' up the kitchen Roaches up to my knees Turn the oven on, it smells like Dachau, yeah Til the rain pours thru the ceiling But we can, you know we can Let's lynch the landlord man |
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I don't want to think, don't make me care
I want to melt in with the group I need the balls to leap out of my shell And let go with my friends Can't come up with anything I want to do I need a project I can finish My brain needs some stimulation Drug me Drug me Drug me Drug me I'm so fucking tired, I gotta stay awake I'm running late Gotta make it through the day And make my time go by TV and the stereo and girls are lots of fun I want the max I relate better loaded Gotta see that movie stoned Drug me Drug me Drug me Drug Drug me with natural vitamin C Drug me with pharmaceutical speed Drug me with your sleeping pills Drug me with your crossword puzzles Drug me with your magazines Drug me with your fuck machines With a fountain of fads, more rock and roll ads Drug me, drug me, drug me, me, me Finally off of work Unwind and watch the ball game at the bar Another potato chip weekend Is here at last Go away, go away, go away Go away Leave me alone So I can't see myself Drug me Drug me Drug me Drug me |
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Your mommy told you this and your daddy told you that
Always think like this and never do that You learned so many feelings but what is there to that? Which are really yours or are you just a copycat? Your school told you this and your church told you that Memorize this and don't you dare look at that (Incomprehensible) Just a tape recorder mimicking of the bores You're so boring, boring, boring Always tape machine recording You're so boring, boring, boring I've heard all this before Planless and mindless, scraps from anywhere Bunch of used parts from garbage pails everywhere Frankenstein became a monster just like you Your scars only show when someone talks to you You're so boring, boring, boring Always tape machine recording You're so boring, boring, boring I've heard all this before, heard all this before, heard all this before Your emotions make you a monster Your emotions make you a monster Your emotions make you a monster Your emotions make you a monster |
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Down at the arsenal they keep the nerve gases
Guarded day and night by caged white rabbits Been sitting there for years, now I'm gonna have it I cut through the fence, run right in and grab it Go crazy, crazy Crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy Now I got my own mustard gas in my pocket Climb on a tree on a branch and drop it On a country club full of Saturday golfers So I can watch them die choking, shaking in convulsions Go crazy, crazy Crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy Chemical warfare, chemical warfare Chemical warfare, warfare, warfare Chemical warfare, chemical warfare Chemical warfare, warfare, warfare Panic in the air, see the headless chickens running Golf carts head-on crashing, cracking heads wide open Scratch the grass, mister, you can't breathe And roll and write in a sandtrap, starting to heave Claw those clubs, let me see you seethe Go crazy, crazy Crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy Chemical warfare, chemical warfare Chemical warfare, warfare, warfare Chemical warfare, chemical warfare Chemical warfare, warfare, warfare Yellow air, yellow clouds Blowing down, down, down the fairway, sensitive to the touch Mowing down, down the putting green Heading straight for the big clubhouse Where the stuffed country club Effervescent ladies, so carefree Relax, pose by the pool Limber limp with a dry martini Until... Chemical warfare, chemical warfare Chemical warfare, warfare, warfare Chemical warfare, chemical warfare Chemical warfare, warfare, warfare |
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God told me to skin you alive...
I kill children, I love to see them die I kill children and make their mamas cry Crush 'em under my car, I want to hear them scream Feed 'em poison candy to spoil their Halloween So you're in the kids' ward, you're in there 'cause you're ill How about some Pavulon so I can see you chill? Time to hit the school bus, I think I'll shoot the tires Offer them a helping hand of open telephone wires Ever wanted to die? Of course you have But I won't 'til I get my revenge I've been buttfucked one too many ways I don't want to see people anymore Things I never ever saw before Make me seem them for the shit they are Take as many as I can away with me Anyone can be king for a day So I kill children, I love to see them die I kill children and make their mamas cry I kill children, I bang their heads in doors I kill children, can hardly wait for yours Can hardly wait for yours Can hardly wait for yours Can hardly wait for yours Can hardly wait for yours Can hardly wait for yours Can hardly wait for yours |
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We ain't going to the party
We ain't going to the game We ain't going to the disco Ain't gonna cruise down Main We're stealing people's mail Stealing people's mail Stealing people's mail, stealing people's mail Stealing people's mail on a Friday night Driving in the mountains Winding 'round and 'round Rummage through your mailboxes Take your mail back to town And we got license plates, wedding gifts, tax returns Checks to politicians from real estate firms Money, bills and canceled checks Pretty funny pictures of your kids We're gonna steal your mail on a Friday night We're gonna steal your mail by the pale moonlight We got grocery sackful after grocery sackful after grocery sackful after grocery sackful after grocery sackful after grocery sackful Of the private lives of you People say we're crazy We're sick and all alone But when we read your letters We're rolling on the floor We got more license plates, wedding gifts, tax returns Checks to politicians from real estate firms Money, bills and canceled checks We cut relationships with your friends We're gonna steal your mail on a Friday night We're gonna steal your mail by the pale moonlight We better not get caught, we'll be dumped in institutions Where we'll be drugged and shocked 'til we come out born-again Christians Stealing people's mail Stealing people's mail Stealing people's mail Stealing people's mail on a Friday night |
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Sunny Sunday at the amusement park
See the fat kids spill their pop, hooray Lots of flags and balloons But someone sabotaged the roller coaster last night Ran a turn and then it smashed right down Through the crowded haunted house below, oh no Human hamburger, no And it's crushed little kids, crushed little kids Crushed little lids adorn the boardwalk Crushed little lids adorn the boardwalk Crushed little lids adorn the boardwalk Crushed little lids adorn the boardwalk Crushed little lids adorn the board See the tourists drop their jaws and cones See the owners smell a big lawsuit Oh police, call your lawyer first Make the witnesses go home and they'll turn on the TV And see crushed little kids, crushed little kids Crushed little lids adorn the boardwalk Crushed little kids, crushed little kids Crushed little lids adorn the boardwalk Crushed little lids adorn the boardwalk Crushed little lids adorn the boardwalk Crushed little lids adorn the boardwalk |
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In a desperate mind
Little gardens grow They grow very wide They grow very tall Why am I alive? Urban wonderland By the fence I stand In and out of hand There are many paths Dripping dark, so dense Do not enter here Enter over there Why am I alive? Urban wonderland By the fence I stand In and out of hand People closing in Barking at my mind Shoving me to wine I want all alone I want my own home I want my own girl Help me hate the world Own and love my life Why am I alive? Urban wonderland By the fence I stand In and out of hand |
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So you been to school for a year or two
And you know you've seen it all In daddy's car thinking you'll go far Back east your type don't crawl Play ethnicky jazz to parade your snazz On your five-grand stereo Bragging that you know how the niggers feel cold And the slums got so much soul It's time to taste what you most fear Right Guard will not help you here Brace yourself, my dear Brace yourself, my dear It's a holiday in Cambodia It's tough, kid, but it's life It's a holiday in Cambodia Don't forget to pack a wife You're a star-belly sneetch, you suck like a leech You want everyone to act like you Kiss ass while you bitch so you can get rich But your boss gets richer off you Well, you'll work harder with a gun in your back For a bowl of rice a day Slave for soldiers 'til you starve And your head is skewered on a stake Now you can go where people are one Now you can go where they get things done What you need, my son What you need, my son Is a holiday in Cambodia Where people dress in black A holiday in Cambodia Where you'll kiss ass or crack Pol Pot, Pol Pot Pol Pot, Pol Pot Pol Pot, Pol Pot Pol Pot, Pol Pot, Pol Pot, Pol Pot Pol Pot, Pol Pot, Pol Pot, Pol Pot Pol Pot, Pol Pot, Pol Pot, Pol Pot Pol Pot, Pol Pot, Pol Pot It's a holiday in Cambodia Where you'll do what you're told A holiday in Cambodia Where the slums got so much soul Pol Pot! |
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(^o^) 음질최강 (^o^) M-net
♠ Curtain Greeting ♠ M-net ♬ ♡ ( Prelude ) ♡ ♬ M-net Bright light city gonna set my soul Gonna set my soul on fire Got a whole lot of money that's ready to burn, So get those stakes up higher There's a thousand pretty women waitin' out there And they're all livin' devil may care And I'm just the devil with love to spare Viva Las Vegas, Viva Las Vegas, Viva Las Vegas How I wish that there were more Than the twenty-four hours in the day 'Cause even if there were forty more I wouldn't sleep a minute away Oh, there's black jack and poker and the roulette wheel A fortune won and lost on ev'ry deal All you need's a strong heart and a nerve of steel Viva Las Vegas, Viva Las Vegas, Viva Las Vegas Viva Las Vegas with you neon flashin 'And your one armbandits crashin' All those hopes down the drain Viva Las Vegas turnin' day into nighttime Turnin' night into daytimeIf you see it once You'll never be the same again I'm gonna keep on the run I'm gonna have me some fun If it costs me my very last dime If I wind up broke up well I'll always remember that I had a swingin' time I'm gonna give it ev'rything I've got Lady luck please let the dice stay hot Let me shout a seven with ev'ry shot Viva Las Vegas, Viva Las Vegas, Viva Las Vegas, Viva, Viva Las Vegas ♬ ♡ ( Endlude ) ♡ ♬ M-net (^o^) 음질최강 <7171> (^o^) M-net |
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