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Low Slung Autopsy
07:37
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The rich are the third reich of the future
Surfing slicks down in Kuwait
Mincing with broods evangelical warrior
On mailing lists they masturbate
We all cry the universal dialect of pain
We all cry we all cry
Renounced of flesh and air to breathe extinction
Imbecilic plea for a toxic reaction
Like haddocks on ice we pray for slice
A cryogenic re-hash in a future life
We all cry the universal dialect of pain
We all cry we all cry
Eyes ice eyes ice
Churn restless
Luminous fuzz furtive rapid steps
Farcical furious working world
Scavenging the free radicals
From the bad into the dustbins of eternity
Eyes ice eyes ice
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2. |
Brains For Higher
05:23
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Brains For Higher
Brains For Hire
Hit the mood and find the buyer
The universe is a drooling idiot with no fashion sense
Hit the mood and find the buyer
The shroud on stilts came on with stare
Daydreaming folks start tumbling down
The power to change my sniper's perch
Of tedium theme tunes tingling
Keep growing on pulsating gem
Your tombstone is laid bare
For the foreskin data system twine
With the skin flakes' dandy flare
Dry bachelors plunge and mystery kites
Don't kid me not foulmonger
My open soul is long on form
And the broken church no longer
Dreams of global absurdity are passed
Monotony rules forever
The Kennedy Sphinx my madness vest
My umbilical umbrella come shelter me because
I've got my brain in my hands.
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3. |
Real Time Evolution
06:52
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well it's a fine time to do thought crime
get another cheap shot at peddling pot/ stopping the rot
and get a slow joe with the afro
his name machete man from kurdistan
he's quite a cool guy got a big shine
bin down to florida town for the goofball crowd
and they're pleasing but i'm freezing
is that the lot we've got, we beg the question
why volvo why , is that the car that god drives
why volvo why is that the car that god drives
we had a party for the people we like
theyve all got homes but they'll be here all night
they're in the deep freeze havin a ball
on his vodafone gonna start a war
and ted brundy's on his own better let him be let him use the phone
and jeffrey darmas karmas bad send a fax hide the axe and don't go asking questions
why volvo why , is that the car that god drives
why volvo why is that the car that god drives
why volvo why , is that the car that god drives
why volvo why is that the car that god drives
well it's a fine time to do thought crime
get another cheap shot at peddling pot/ stopping the rot
and get a slow joe with the afro
his name machete man from kurdistan
he's quite a cool guy got a big shine
bin down to florida town for the goofball crowd
and they're pleasing but i'm freezing
gotta bang utah gotta shoot the lot gotta football in a big mall
lost in a daze bin here for weeks try lose start a fast breed
quit the anti matter hear the bones shatter
don't think and do not sleep, that nagging pain is back again
so don't suck that he'll be back just think about the times we had
why volvo why , is that the car that god drives
why volvo why is that the car that god drives
why volvo why , is that the car that god drives
why volvo why is that the car that god drives
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4. |
True Force
07:12
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5. |
Protocolic Countdown
10:35
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As the sun sinks down on me again
Another rat detracts and steals my friend
All around the haze becomes real loud
Gotta trust the kids to burn down the shroud
Look ahead another stormy cloud arise
We'll be changing faces starting fires
There's a man from the Klan see his face is torn
See him lie on his back on my lawn
Time again for black meat in my shower
Catatonic hoof sized dreams of power
Stay away what a shame no time stay
We'll be hiding out won't be your prey
Here's Ted Bundy making the dead dance
He's killing everything there's not much chance
Go ahead people stare do it all day long
Should we pray for love I could be strong
Outside Christ stole my bike
Still, it's a nice day for ride
Didn't need to ask to have EST
They're so impatient human greed
So what if this town is a dead museum
We're freaking out on mugwump spiel
Stand up and be counted
Stand in the mountain
As we're walking down the long wide corridors
All the guests around me start to fall
Throwing up on the blood that they have just consumed
Choking on the teeth of those Mogul Worms
Still a drug is a thug in funny way
Never needed light to make my day
Feeling death around shrieks and wails
Dead fingers talk but they tell no tales
Stand up and be counted
Stand in the mountain
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6. |
Spit Jesu
06:28
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New Orleans
Is trip museum
Freaking out
On a Mugwump Jism
Spitting in the hand of Jesus
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7. |
Ram The User
07:38
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Gaye Bykers On Acid UK
GBOA , the psychedelic electro punk pop 'grebo' combo from LA, the Leicester Area, unleashed their unique style of music onto the scene between 1986-2017.Here is a collection of every track they have ever recorded, including a few live performances and previously unreleased tracks.They are in chronological order, latest first, studio tracks then live tracks. ... more
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