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ZOMBIES!!!
02:04
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Sound of shattered glass from down the hall
when they came in they killed us all
now I walk beside them as their kin
we have no souls, we are but guts and draping skin
Zombies zombies everywhere
there's girls to rape and boys to scare
zombies zombies everywhere
zombies everywhere
Here I lie hiding under my bed
I don't want to be eaten by the dead
Oh no here they come crashing through the door
I'm wondering what the shit my life has been for
hiding like a coward in my final hour
just a lifeless piece of fodder for the zombies to devour
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The Solution
02:28
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There's a girl on the corner, she's luring the innocent with her lies
there's a boy lying in the gutter with a shadow hanging over bloodshot eyes
tonight it dies
I hate this place
this twisted part of town is in disgrace
this flame will purify this evil race
and oh I want to hear the sound
when demon's homes are burning to the ground
we'll light the cigarettes and watch it all fall down
There's a woman crying in her bed, she's crying with her white sheets stained with blood
The men outside her window are burying her husband in the mud
Tonight its done
To all you victims of this place: do rest in peace
I pray to you that heaven treats you well
to thieving bastards, killing dogs, all cheats, and beasts: I'll tip my hat when I see you in hell
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Tim the Adventurous
02:34
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Remember
03:07
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Oh baby, aliens, they came and they took me from my bed
took me to their spaceship and they stuck tubes in my head
targeted my brain and then ran to their machine
sucked out my frontal lobe and put back something green
now I'm lying in this bed with you, dear, by my side
don't know where I am but, hell, I'm glad to be alive
and I don't know who your are but, damn, you're smokin' hot
well come on honey, my mind's gone, let's see what I still got
But I can't remember anything at all
no I can't remember the time of my life
Well you tell me that you love me and you tell me you're my wife
you say remember all the times we had, it was the time of your fuckin' life
you say remember that we've got three kids, they're asleep in the next room
it's little Johnny's birthday or did you remember that we're in June
now come on hun, in all our years you've never once been like this
I'm gonna say lets hold the sex 'til you quit treating me like piss
now darlin' I was joshing you there's nothing wrong with my head
I remember everything now let's get back in bed
But I can't remember anything at all
no I can't remember the time of my life
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6. |
Romancing Formulas
02:16
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Roll the dice your time is up
snake eyes, bitch, its so corrupt
red on top and gray below
your mouth is moving but I don't know
what you say is meaningless
your ideals full of piss
your pen bleeds on the wall up there
all that we can do is stare
Your checkered flag has come
crowd makes a cheerful sound
your race it has been run
lets celebrate, drinks all around
Chances are your odds are bad
your express ran off the track
this tragedy is less than sad
your words have stabbed you in the back
the red coat waits with good intention
far too beautiful to mention
pack up boys, we're going home
you can romance on your own
you're six feet underground
at least that's where we want you to be
don't take it personally
but after this year you're dead to me
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The first time that we met you were looking up at me
guess it kind of took me by surprise
your hands were cold, your face was pale and I couldn't not believe
I fell in love with those dead green eyes
I'll pick you up around 8:25
you can sit in the back of my hearse while I drive
and at the end of this wonderful night
will it be your grave or mine
I fell in love with a corpse
she held me so close it hurt
and I don't want her to return
I fell in love with a corpse
The first time that we met you were gorgeous lying there
one look at you, my gaze was fixed
that crimson dress and that flowing red hair
I fell in love with those cold blue lips
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Sea of Travailler
03:28
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We've been relocated, stepped upon, we've all but been erased
peace is found by waging war on ourselves with twisted waste
our names reduced to numbers, like a man without a face
we'd scream our bloody lungs out, if not restricted by this place
Cast off, my boy, when you return you'll be a better soul
your fingers worked down to the bone, your lungs as black as coal
they'll throw you off the starboard bow, my boy, that's where you'll stay
and you'll sink right to the bottom of the Sea of Travailler
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R.S.V.P.
03:18
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We shall be victorious so long as we hold our post
pray to the Father, the Son, and Holy Ghost
it'll be no time at all boys we've got them on the run
they'll surrender, raise the white flag, they'll turn and leave their guns
There's a party in Hell and you're all invited
step across this line and we'll stay and fight
in good company, the devil be delighted
drink up your cerveza this is our last night
The Scene is looking grim boys, I really hate to say
the sky is getting dark on this 13th day
we've got no hope to live, boys, we're dropping off like flies
well come on, you bastards, you'll drink with us tonight
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Once upon a time, in a land by the sea
there stood a tavern, was as old as me
I strummed my guitar nightly and the house entertained
living this life can make a man go insane
So I spread my wings and I packed up my bags
set my feet to a road that was new
I left behind everything that I had
and at the end of my road I found you
It was love at first site, at least that's what they said
you gave me shelter and comfort, a place for my head
my song changed its tune, singing "I love you so"
what happened next, I could never have known
I've been banned, banned from the land
these weary feet never trod here again
and my love shall know that her Romeo
can be found where the story began
Well I'm stumbling home with a beer in my hand
can't wait to see you my darling so grand
I glance down the alleyway and, babe, there you are
in the caress of another man's arms
so I broke that bottle over the brick
and you turned to look as you heard the sound
then I stabbed that dirty bastard right in the neck
and you screamed as the blood hit the ground
then I looked up to see your beautiful face
something was wrong, something just out of place
a beauty for sure, but the features all new
I'd made a mistake because this girl wasn't you
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Irish Prohibition Song
03:57
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Hear the call, it's one for all
they've taken away our rights
come all you brave, we'll lead the way
the fire in our hearts will light
Cause when our hearts are as big as a mountain
and our sobriety is shot straight to hell
their blood will flow like a fountain
and it will flow for the ones who fell
As we march through the fields, we march through the blood of the ones who have gone before us
we'll say farewell to the ones that we love to start our revolution
Grab your guns our time has come
we'll raise our colors high
drink up your beers, boys, listen here
we'll change the stars tonight
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Wally the Wanker
02:28
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