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Richard Nixon Sextape
02:33
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Police dichotomy bustin' up and out of me
Destroy society to save the economy
Political myopia bred domatophobia
Xenophobic scholia led to more pneumonia
Cult induction and fascist seduction
A VHS won't save your soul
Greed and corruption impervious to destruction
Watch those piggies go
Brutal authority, kill for the bourgeoise
Qualified immunity, no one counts the casualties
Real Americans disregard their fellow man
Eating from the fascist's hand, this land is our land
Cult induction and fascist seduction
A VHS won't save your soul
Greed and corruption impervious to destruction
Watch those piggies go
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2. |
Black Licorice
03:29
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Well I walked a mile in paradise
I walked for days on the freezing ice
Got so high in the sun so nice
Then I got too high and I paid the price
Whoa black licorice
Well it starts when you can't sleep at night
The dogs inside you start to fight
Race your mind racing the night
Drugs and booze make me feel alright
Whoa black licorice
Well I popped a xanax-traquilized my brain
I swear to God I was insane
Now and then I feel high again
Never thought I'd be the same
Whoa black licorice
Things get bad then they get worse
I ain't the last and I ain't the first
My brain chemistry's gettin' worse
Sit down, we'll rehearse
*Random screaming*
Whoa black licorice
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Down on the corner of high and valley street
I found some brand new rock 'n rollers playin' that old Thread City beat
But down on the coast they're prepping for a war
Break bread today-tomorrow settle the score
Drag me from a pickup truck
I hate you and your music sucks
Maybe I'm just bitter from a refinement that I lack
But we've all got a fucking dark side-mine's pitch fucking black
Then all the lights come on and all your friends drop
But that's the way it's gonna go and it's never gonna fucking stop
Fill my brain with shit and fuck
I hate you and your music sucks
Good night and good fucking luck
I hate you and your music sucks
Your music sucks
it sucks
it sucks
Your music sucks
it sucks
it sucks
it sucks
it sucks
Your music sucks
Oh yea, and you're a fucking creep too
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4. |
United Freaks of America
03:29
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5. |
Bleach and Ammonia
04:10
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Ohh... I am no superhuman
Archiever of destiny and ruin
A zealot's hymn of pestilence and greed
Crush your throat, it's getting hard to breathe
The future's coming fast
Cryptic symbols and faithful doubt
Satellites calling through the clouds
Boarding up your walls
Brace for the storm, the wave and the fall
The future's coming fast
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I can't wait to see your pretty face
We'll dance on rubble and on cinder
We'll live as lovers as the last souls of the human race
I can't wait... For nuclear winter
I saw the mushroom cloud last night
Lit up New Haven green so bright
I'll hold you close and we'll be together
Watching snow fall from my fallout shelter
I can't wait to see your pretty face
We'll dance on rubble and on cinder
We'll live as lovers as the last souls of the human race
I can't wait-for nuclear winter
Missiles fly and nations clash
But it makes someone lots of cash
They don't care if you live or end up dead
They'd shoot their mothers if they could sell the lead
I can't wait to see your pretty face
We'll dance on rubble and on cinder
We'll live as lovers as the last souls of the human race
I can't wait-for nuclear winter
I can't wait to see your pretty face
We'll dance on rubble and on cinder
We'll live as lovers as the last souls of the human race
I can't wait... For nuclear winter
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7. |
Screenshot The NFTs
03:45
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You've got a million pretty things
That no one's ever gonna see
You're dreamin' of a fast-paced future world
Where the best things don't come free
You're shelling out handsome hefty sums
Big enough to feed a small country
Put a hole in the ozone layer to sustain
A JPEG of a blue monkey
Whoo-hoo
I go crazy, I go crazy, I crazy to prove
I'm better than you
I go crazy, I go crazy, I crazy to prove
I'm better than you
Ozone destruction-serve money's function
Math equations ignite market eruption
Algorithmic crony-but it's a phony
Even if you manage to buy a life I'm still gonna have sex with your wife
I go crazy, I go crazy, I crazy to prove
I'm better than you
I go crazy, I go crazy, I crazy to prove
I'm better than you
I go crazy, I go crazy, I crazy to prove
I'm better than you
I go crazy, I go crazy, I crazy to prove
I'm better than you
I go crazy, I go crazy, I crazy to prove
I'm better than you
I go crazy, I go crazy, I crazy to prove
I'm better than you
I go crazy, I go crazy, I crazy to prove
I'm better than you
I go crazy, I go crazy, I crazy to prove
I'm better than you
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C.F.M.
03:09
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I wanna be the spark in the molotov
I wanna see those pillars fall
I wanna rip some heads of states' heads off
I wanna burn them all
Workin' hard so the boss gets his pay
The American dream
Nightmare fanfare, heralds the judgement day
I wanna hear the boomers scream
I wanna be lively and free from the debts I'll never pay
Beatniks and nihilists watch the livestream, live another day
1 2 3 4 5 6 7 all good children go to heaven-when they're sent out to die
Give me an honest, noble conquest, I'll burn out bright
You wanna be a captain of industry
But I wanna sink the ship
Gamble the leaves and trees-leverage phiolosophy
I'll just steal the chips
I wanna be lively and free from the debts I'll never pay
Beatniks and nihilists watch the livestream, live another day
1 2 3 4 5 6 7 all good children go to heaven-when they're sent out to die
Give me an honest, noble conquest, I'll burn out bright
I wanna be
I wanna be
I wanna be
I wanna be
I wanna be
I wanna be
I wanna be
I wanna be
I wanna be
I wanna be
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9. |
Abigail Sylvia Sanders
05:21
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I had a girlfriend, she was really nice to me
She came to visit last night in my dreams
When I asked her if she'd seen the doom and gloom
She said "I would, but I can't leave my room"
Now I'm sick, I can't take the heat
I've got a fever of 123
I could pack my bags and board gate 3
But it's too late you've infected me
I met an old man-a brash executive
He came to conquer, made it hard to live
When I tried to uncover all his lies
They shot pepper in my eyes
I met a vixen, she looked at me and said,
"You look tasty can I see you in my bed"
Look at the world and girls around me and you'll see
"I ain't trapped but I sure as shit ain't free"
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