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congregation, please be seated and open your prayer guides to the book
of revelations, psalm 69 drinking the blood of jesus drinking it right from his veins learning to swim in the ocean learning to prowl in his name the body of christ looked unto me a preacher with god-given hands he wants you to suck on the holy ghost and swallow the sins of man psalm 69 the invisible piss of the holy ghost comes down like acid rain they're making a bonnet of terminal guilt the scavengers go on parade the fathers who write that eternity is used to fight the sword have filled you up with the devil's cock and he'll come in the name of the lord the way to succeed and the way to suck eggs |
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| 2. |
| 3:55 |
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Yeah
You're down there shooting blanks from broken guns You fire all day long and still not hit a fucking one Don't wanna know what some sick (sniper(?)) fuck considers fun Prob'ly throw a party, served melted ice cream over crumbs Just crumbs Just crumbs You prob'ly lick more ass than anyone I guess you like the taste of shit on your tongue No matter what you order the same thing will come A plate of refried shit just covered in crumbs Just crumbs Just crumbs "I never had a life. I don't even know what life is." "Have you? Have you? Have you?" "I have what you'd call a life." "Everday of my life." "I have what you'd call a life." |
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| 2:32 |
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You've got something to say You better jump in my face (Aim) You've got something to hide You're scared as shit to die (Aim) Aim, Reload You say it's time to collect I'll kick your ass and digest (Aim) Aim, Reload It's time to settle the score You stow your act at the door (Aim) Aim, Reload You wanna lie like a dog You're going to wake up with fleas Aim, Reload Inside a world full of shit You're still an asshole to me (Aim) Aim, Reload |
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| 4. |
| 6:30 |
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(I start out you're in a daze(?)) and people start younger
(and ?) In a thousand days and it's getting overexposed Then someone asks, "How do you sleep at night?" With the borrowed dreams from a broken past You keep runnin' away don't matter how fast or long you always wind up there Another thousand pileups in the ugly name of morality Fucking ugly, some creepy guy keeps asking "How the fuck do you sleep at night?" With a frozen dream and a borrowed hope that died Filth pig, filth pig I sleep with both eyes open Filth pig, filth pig I keep chasing this tail but the tail gets bigger go figure A thousand ...... keep the fires and flames alive So how the fuck do I dream at night? With the memories of a borrowed death, the guilty tide Filth pig, filth pig He sleeps with both eyes open Filth pig, filth pig He sleeps all right because he's a Filth pig |
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| 4:38 | 
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| 6:04 |
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all the locals hide their tears of regret
open fire cos i love you to death sky high, with a heartache of stone you'll never see me cos i'm always alone how to love without a trace of dissent i'll buy the torture cos you pay for the rent tied high with a broken command you're all alone to the promised land i'm in love with this malicious intent you've been taken but you don't know it yet what you will know must never live to be found cos it's the subject of the eyes of the drowned |
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| 2:38 |
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they get you ready to fight
the fuse is ready to blow you shoot to kill on sight they call you g i joe you never wanted to stop the smell of burning flesh the hero marches alone across the highway of death it's not a matter of rights it's just a matter of war don't have a reason to fight they never had one before you're just a killing machine he's come to take you down we take the gas that we need and pump the blood on the ground they're gonna set you up so they can take you down they're gonna suck you dry they've left the blood to be found they're gonna rip you apart you're gonna burn at the stake cos when it's time to collect it's only heroes who pay |
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| 8. |
| 5:13 |
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thieves, thieves and liars, murderers
hypocrites and bastards [in laughter] hey thanks for nothing! morals in the dust two-faced bastards and syncophants no trust thieves! liar! inside, outside, which side, you don't know my side, your side, their side, we don't know which side are they? which side are they? which side of their mouth do you suppose that it came? which side are they? which side are they? which side of the grass is greener? inside, outside, which side, you don't know my side, your side, their side, we don't know you're like a great big fucking gun, just waiting to get squeezed! breathe, forfeit erection! toxical injection geriatric fuck-fest we still believe in lies thieves! liar! inside, outside, which side, you don't know my side, your side, their side, we don't know who started it? who started it? which side are they? which side are they? which side of their mouth do you suppose that it came? which side are they? which side are they? which side of the grass is greener? inside, outside, which side, you don't know my side, your side, their side, no one knows you're like a great big hit of acid, waiting to be taken |
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| 7:56 |
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haven't you ever felt this way before?
(with a perfect stranger?) the look on her face, it just gives her away, she can't take any more hoist up your white flag, call for a truce try separation, we both stand to lose she looks in your eyes as we say our goodbyes and she says say you're sorry say you're sorry (tell me, tell me) say you're sorry (right from the heart) say you're sorry say you're sorry think of the times when we couldn't wait to get home (from the arms of danger) funniest part was the danger was right in our being home you hoist up your white flag, you seem so amused living in riddles without giving clues looks in your eyes as you say your goodbytes and she says say you're sorry say you're sorry (tell me, tell me) say you're sorry (right from the heart) say you're sorry say you're sorry we've had our problems and we've had our fights I was the wrong one and you were the right no more fighting, it ends tonight it's your turn to say you're sorry say you're sorry say you're sorry (say you're sorry) |
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| 8:44 |
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(You might want to ignore these since I can hardly make sense
of it.) Hot lava comes down big monkey goes floatin' On a boiler coming down like rain ("Oh yeah") Hot lava cools down (big babble 'lectric cap(?)) Going (loco(?)) with the boiling ? (Got lava I mean always take(?)) ready to serve With the hand.... .... you lost and you found (Got light it goes inside some boulder ....(?)) He wants nothing but the (tip(?)) on your crown "(Be Healed, Be healed!)" Hot lava, lava "(Be Healed Be healed!)" (Big kick a mule piston banged up and let's boil 'er(?)) (Like Patty and the people in mind(?)) Big boiler make hot gray matter not .... Like the (dragon poppin' two inside(?)) "Be healed!" Hot lava, lava "Be Healed, Be Healed!" Hot lava Hot lava |
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Take this invitation
Bishops Queen to Pawn All of us were taken All that was is gone Of this information Shames us one and all Where's my compensation? Watching others fall Welcome to the fall Everything is useless Nothing works at all Nothing ever matters Welcome to the fall Welcome to the fall Welcome to the fall Welcome to the fall |
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