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How many raisings from the dead today?
You make them with brains I can tell cause there's always just a little pain
a little pain
Carcass guys you are raised and created
I hope you know who made you
Rats in the keller kickin outa time
now you think you rule the world
God have pity on you!
God have pity on you!
This is no major feat of voodoo
This is screwed like johnny dumpin doo doos
(freestyle ranting)
Police riots and artifacts in your past
in your path
in your past
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My name is solar plexus
I'm gonna lay you right down
Deep in the heart of Texas
Deep in a democrat town
And when your momma rapes you
You better hold up her gown
You better breathe in deeply
Or you might easily drown
I'm so rich in infamy
Well how do I offend you
Now tell me what have I done?
Now did I break your heart out?
Now did I empty your gun?
Well do my manners shock you?
Well did you drop roll and run?
Did I go way too far?
Oh what else could I have done?
I'm so rich in infamy
You need to have a problem
You need to give me control
I'm gonna rev my train up
and roll it right through your soul
And when your hose is draining
And when your fire don't glow
Will you come back and listen?
Will your little brain still grow?
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NOT THE LYRICS:
These are the consequences Marilyn
You follow death until it’s doom
You keep your bones where there’s no marrow in
You want to lock me in your room
These are the wages you seek Marilyn
These are the kicks that keep you paid
I am your hungry whore for heroin
and now you say you’re not afraid
you’re not afraid
These are the things you keep constructing
Concepts in your spirit are corrupt
You can’t stop thinking of us fucking
The bed you tie me to erupts
These are the ways you keep me poisoning
and sewing death in earth untrod
Look in my eyes and see them moistening
Look me in the eye and then play God
play God
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the muscles of murder, the muscles of murder,the muscles of murder,
we’re gonna ring right to it now!we’re gonna ring right to it now!
the muscles of murder, the muscles of murder,the muscles of murder,
we’re gonna ring right to it now!we’re gonna ring right to it now!
the muscles of murder are tensing my neck
the power of violence is better than sex
I’m gonna listen to them and break your neck
don’t expect me to cry!
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Well she’s deeply deeply bothered
By your pointless accusations
And they brought her here to deal with you in time
You are silenced you are broken
You have heard the words she’s spoken
She will teach you many less-ons in this life!
but she’s poison!
she is evil!
she got I-orn heads
she got I-orn hearts
She don’t know the pain you’re gett-ing
She don’t care about your guilt
She is something else and you know she’s well built
She will cut off all your cries, boy
We don’t care to hear your bitchin’
She will poison you to put down ink and quill
she is poison!
she is evil!
she got I-orn heads
she got I-orn hearts
Well she do not come in colors
She is heartbreak in the chrome
She will give you many dreams about a wife
She will do what she was programmed
She will give you total lov-in’
She will teach you many less-ons in this life
but she’s poison!
she is evil!
she got I-orn heads
she got I-orn hearts
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When's the last time anyone gave birth?
Massachusetts Fuselage rejected
Massachusetts airport in the sun
Gas mask and musket barrel pork chop
Baby it's too cold for everyone
Baby it's too late for playing football
Baby it's too late for shooting ducks
Massachusetts Fuselage great footfalls
The roads are strips where hips are tucked
If you want to catch a plane
Tell them not to take you up north
If you want to beat the system
Don't you go to where it's cold and coarse
Massachusetts Fuselage perfecting
The many many millions up in smoke
Dining on an ancient fossil subway
Money lost and no one even chokes
Massachusetts Fuselage receiving
The rainy brains and baskets hit the dirt
Petro fuel and petro food and black ice
When's the last time anyone gave birth?
If you want to catch a plane
Tell them not to take you up north
If you want to beat the system
Don't you go to where it's cold and coarse
YEAH
Massachusetts Fuselage preventing
The fornicating sterilizing ice
giving back the price of prophylactics
Baby it's too cold for being nice
Baby it's too late to play with needles
Baby it's too late for shooting ducks
Massachusetts Fuselage great footfalls
The roads are strips where everyone is fucked
If you want to catch a plane
Tell them not to take you up north
If you want to beat the system
Don't you go to where it's cold and coarse
When's the last time anyone gave birth?
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Planet Girl she got sharp teeth
She got such viscous symphonies
She used to be the one girl free
But now she's earthly slavery, I'm shocked
what did you tell her, world?
You're the biggest liar I know and I wouldn't have known at all
Planet girl she got soft skin
She got blood drippin down her chin
She used to be so full of grace
But now she's in that lifeless place, I'm hurt
What did you do to her?
You're the biggest liar I know
YOU! What did you tell her, world?
Planet Girl, she was so sweet
She was the one I called my queen
I used to be so full of rage
But now I'm in the heartbreak stage, I'm hurt
You, what did you tell her man?
You're the biggest liar I know
Big man! You and your shithead plans!
Planet Girl, she was so sweet
She was the one I called my queen
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Chains (Chainer mix)
02:57
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Chains
I can't explain
They rattle on their pain, they're long and weighty
Crush, the devil's touch it fills me full of lust
until I'm 80
When I see your face I just can't escape
makes me want to squeeze
When I take your throat
I just lose control
I know chains will hold you
you
Chains
I can't explain
They rattle in my brain, they're thick and rusty
Crush, the devil's touch it fills me full of lust
And my old trusty
When I see your face I just can't escape
makes me want to squeeze
When I take your throat
I just lose control
I know chains will hold you
you
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The Hollistairs and Broukes arrive just instants late as usual
We've litten candles it's exciting
The timing is just crucial
And seven virgin maidens sew the gown H'Ornet is wearing
Joyce is ringing tiny bells
A loud Trombone is blaring
Don't you love to die?
The best Hors d'oeuvres from coast to coast
Are tossed around quite freely
The Novel writer's tipsy and the gossip is unreally
There's laughing and there's glimmering
The roof and floor are shaking
A wind arises we break into song
Like birds are breaking
Don't you love to die?
And lying on his velvet couch
Our host is barely sleeping
There's no one needs to call on him
To know the count he's keeping
He will arise when all the poison pellets are consumed
I love to watch his horses rear
And flutter in the room
Don't you love to die?
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You can hurt me all you feel cause no pain I feel is real
I'm just a dry ghost in your hand
Part of the Heavenly Land
You can catch just what you feel
With a hook and real it aint real
I'm tipping the boat and not stand
Sometimes I ain't even a man
I'm prouder than you think but I'm starting to think
I can sink
Let Heaven descend on my land
Be and Angel but can't be a man
I'm not what you're lookin for
Unless you're lookin far
Find out what I mean cause I'm a Lone Star
I'd like to take you up to where you feel like HEAVEN!
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Have you got your TV screens on a
Horny
Hollywood
Night stand?
Have you take apart the gutters of the dreams?
By the lava lamp and the astroglide
Is a teen fashion magazine
Have you looked at that and found out what it means?
Do you carefully dab pads on your face and
hope to be perfected?
Do you buy the brand they testify will clean?
Do you step in line and stroke yourself
in a fashion magazine?
Well teenagers make me obscene
Have you looked at that and found out what it means?
Teenagers make me obscene
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Let me tell you 'bout the end of the world .... where everybody will die!
Well I'm fighting for you
So you feel the same way
Well I cut you all up
And I knew what you hate
I'm crying and stomping and being a fool
You have to be mean for being untrue
You can't remember what you never knew
Don't you know, don't you know, don't you know
that I'm fightin for you!
I never had a girl worth fighting for maybe I just can't tell
But be my wife and baby I'll fight like hell
Well you took your heart back
But I love you anyway
You look sure of it though
When I'm told good day
I'm crying and stomping and being a fool
Your have to be mean for being untrue
You can't remember what you never knew
Don't you know, don't you know, don't you know
that I'm fightin for you!
And when ruin and failure dawns...
heaven will fight for you
we got lost in a holocaust
abandoned when we were through
And when all of your hope is gone
(unintelligible)
My final words will ring true
I'll tell them I'll die for you
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I find this news encouraging
There were four bombs and now they're three
I stashed them at the carnival
While blood from forty nosebleeds fell
While cutting laughter counts the kill
The cloak that hides the face that kills
While viscous kids on summer nights
Bombard the village with fire fights
The viscous kiss apart from blight
The famine hits the valiant bitch
You talk too much
I want my money back
I want to piss on you
You can be helped
I want to grow on you
and make you melt
But the last punk that came my way
Had balmy breath of night and day
Hoof in mouth
And colored nails
And hair like seven Persian veils
With seven cunts that ran red blood
And seven wrestlers in the mud
They tumbled in a frightening fit
I dared to dream or think of it
HEY! THAT WAS ME WHO'S FULL OF SHIT!
"That Bastard" was my name and rank
You talk too much
I want my money back
I want to piss on you
You can be Great
I want to grow on you
Like smoke on a blaze
I want to piss on you
You can be helped
I want to grow on you
and make you melt
I wanna piss you off
And start a fight
I want a new girlfriend
TO FUCK ALL NIGHT
I want to piss it all
just piss it all away
I wanna pin you down
and make you pay
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We Know (Angostic mix)
03:51
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Everybody's leaving earth
No one wants to live here
Except the scum that's counting on
The head that people give here
The tumbled earth is losing form
Your ghosts are still our masters
We know that you've found emptiness
And death
And ever after...
Everybody's leaving earth
No one coped with anything
They left behind some formless ghosts
A clash that gains you nothing
And only ghosts are here on earth
There's no one here to breed
We know that you've found emptiness
And death
And make believe...
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take my body, take my soul, take my halo, take my hole
tell your devil to take control
you didn’t have to go and take away my hands
Tell your neighbor, tell your king-- tell them nothing, say everything
take your hands and show the man
you didn’t have to take it all away from me
Take my feelings Take my voice Take my reason Take my choice
Tell those people, yeah raise your voice
You didn’t have to take it all away from me
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Coz the Shroom New Mexico
NOW RETIRED TO BECOME A MONK AND FOLLOW THE TAO TE CHING.
Cassette artist since 1979, Former Austin punk rocker, (18
years in Austin Texas) independent recording artist, and part of the SUCKDOG circus from 1991 to 1998. long time performance artist, writer, and psychonaut.
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