Two Tracks From The Formaldehyde Junkies
1. Religious Molester
2. Nuke The Frats
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
Song Of The Day 8
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Two Tracks From The Formaldehyde Junkies
1. Religious Molester
2. Nuke The Frats
Two Tracks From The Formaldehyde Junkies
1. Religious Molester
2. Nuke The Frats
Monday, April 26, 2010
Song of the day 7
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1st Church By Koro
One Hour A Week
Thats all i takes
To get to heaven
With no mistakes
Be a good simaritan
Never miss a week
Five dollar donation
bought yourself a break
Our church is the biggest
Ours is the first
8,000 square feet
Need more room for the lord
Our church is the biggest
Ours is the first
We got your five dollars
Now we want more
He's already meek
Cannot choose a church
Which one is biggest
Which one comes first
Born as a mormon
cant choose my own
What about the catholics
Leave Me alone!
1st Church By Koro
One Hour A Week
Thats all i takes
To get to heaven
With no mistakes
Be a good simaritan
Never miss a week
Five dollar donation
bought yourself a break
Our church is the biggest
Ours is the first
8,000 square feet
Need more room for the lord
Our church is the biggest
Ours is the first
We got your five dollars
Now we want more
He's already meek
Cannot choose a church
Which one is biggest
Which one comes first
Born as a mormon
cant choose my own
What about the catholics
Leave Me alone!
Sunday, April 25, 2010
Saturday, April 24, 2010
Song Of The Day 5
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Two Tracks From Be Your Own Pet
1. Bunk Trunk Skunk
2. Bicycle, Bicycle, You Are My Bicycle
Two Tracks From Be Your Own Pet
1. Bunk Trunk Skunk
2. Bicycle, Bicycle, You Are My Bicycle
Friday, April 23, 2010
Thursday, April 22, 2010
Song Of The Day 3
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Crooked Head By Fucked Up
Living like a stone in a river,
All alone, peaceful at the bottom,
While the rest fight not to drown,
Sitting while the current of the stream passes me by,
Forget about the fighting and the flow as I empty my mind
Living like a fossil,
Still from the torrent of time in a broken world,
Still a stone at the end of the line
My trajectory is so true they float away and I don't move
Crooked head pulling at the end of a rope, waiting for a sign
Swimming through the flood, so afraid because there is so little time.
Always running, always searching, always making it a race,
So detached like a leaf, never fixed to life in one place,
Getting lost in the shuffle makes you feel so small.
Fight against the swell just to throw yourself at the wall,
They're all dogs, fighting over the bone.
I'm gonna live, I'm gonna leave it alone
Crooked head
Crooked Head By Fucked Up
Living like a stone in a river,
All alone, peaceful at the bottom,
While the rest fight not to drown,
Sitting while the current of the stream passes me by,
Forget about the fighting and the flow as I empty my mind
Living like a fossil,
Still from the torrent of time in a broken world,
Still a stone at the end of the line
My trajectory is so true they float away and I don't move
Crooked head pulling at the end of a rope, waiting for a sign
Swimming through the flood, so afraid because there is so little time.
Always running, always searching, always making it a race,
So detached like a leaf, never fixed to life in one place,
Getting lost in the shuffle makes you feel so small.
Fight against the swell just to throw yourself at the wall,
They're all dogs, fighting over the bone.
I'm gonna live, I'm gonna leave it alone
Crooked head
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
Song Of the Day 2
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Big A Little A By Crass
Big A, little A, bouncing B
The system might have got you but it won't get me
1 - 2 - 3 - 4
External control are you gonna let them get you?
Do you wanna be a prisoner in the boundaries they set you?
You say you want to ba yourself, by christ do you think they'll let you?
They're out to get you get you get you get you get you get you get you
Hello, hello, hello, this is the Lord God, can you hear?
Hellfire and damnation's what I've got for you down there
On earth I have ambassadors, archbishop, vicar, pope
We'll blind you with morality, you'd best abandon any hope,
We're telling you you'd better pray cos you were born in sin
Right from the start we'll build a cell and then we'll lock you in
We sit in holy judgement condemning those that stray
We offer our forgiveness, but first we'll make you pay
External control are you gonna let them get you?
Do you wanna be a prisoner in the boundaries they set you?
You say you want to be yourself, by christ do you think they'll let you?
They're out to get you get you get you get you get you get you get you
Hello, hello, hello, now here's a massage from your queen(president)
As figurehead of the status quo I set the social scene
I'm most concerned about my people, I want to give them peace
So I'm making sure they stay in line with my army and police
My prisons and my mental homes have ever open doors
For those amongst my subjects who dare to ask for more
Unruliness and disrespect are things I can't allow
So I'll see the peasants grovel if they refuse to bow
External control are you gonna let them get you?
Do you wanna be a prisoner in the boundaries they set you?
You say you want to be yourself, by christ do you think they'll let you?
They're out to get you get you get you get you get you get you get you
Introducing the Prime Sinister, she's a mother to us all
Like the dutch boy's finger in the dyke her arse is in the wall
Holding back the future waiting for the seas to part
If Moses did it with is faith, she'll do it with an army
Who at times of threatened crisis are certain to be there
Guarding national heritage no matter what or where
Palaces for kings and queens, mansions for the rich
Protection for the wealthy, defence of privilege
They've learnt the ropes In Ireland, engaged in civil war
Fighting for the ruling classes in their battle against the poor
So Ireland's just an island? It's an island of the mind
Great Britain? Future? Bollocks, you'd better look behind
Round every other corner stands P.C. 1984
Guardian of the future, he'll implement the law
He's there as a grim reminder that no matter what you do
Big brothers system's always there with his beady eyes on you
From God to local bobby, in home and street and school
They've got your name and number while you've just got their rule
We've got to look for methods to undermine those powers
It's time to change the tables. The future must be ours
Big A, little A, bouncing B
The system might have got you but it won't get me
Be exactly who you want to be, do what you want to do
I am he and she is she but you're the only you
No one else has got your eyes, can see the things you see
It's up to you to change your life and my life's up to me
The problems that you suffer from are problems that you make
The shit we have to climb through is the shit we choose to take
If you don't like the life you live, change it now it's yours
Nothing has effects if you don't recognise the cause
If the programme's not the one you want, get up, turn off the set
It's only you that can decide what life you're gonna get
If you don't like religion you can be the antichrist
If your tired of politics you can be an anarchist
But no one ever changed the church by pulling down a steeple
And you'll never change the system by bombing number ten
Systems just aren't made of bricks they're mostly made of people
You may send them into hiding, but they'll be back again
If you don't like the rules they make, refuse to play their game
If you don't want to be a number, don't give them your name
If you don't want to be caught out, refuse to hear their question
Silence is a virtue, use it for your own protection
They'll try to make you play their game, refuse to show your face
If you don't want to be beaten down, refuse to join their race
Be exactly who you want to be, do what you want to do
I am he and she is she but you're they only you
Big A Little A By Crass
Big A, little A, bouncing B
The system might have got you but it won't get me
1 - 2 - 3 - 4
External control are you gonna let them get you?
Do you wanna be a prisoner in the boundaries they set you?
You say you want to ba yourself, by christ do you think they'll let you?
They're out to get you get you get you get you get you get you get you
Hello, hello, hello, this is the Lord God, can you hear?
Hellfire and damnation's what I've got for you down there
On earth I have ambassadors, archbishop, vicar, pope
We'll blind you with morality, you'd best abandon any hope,
We're telling you you'd better pray cos you were born in sin
Right from the start we'll build a cell and then we'll lock you in
We sit in holy judgement condemning those that stray
We offer our forgiveness, but first we'll make you pay
External control are you gonna let them get you?
Do you wanna be a prisoner in the boundaries they set you?
You say you want to be yourself, by christ do you think they'll let you?
They're out to get you get you get you get you get you get you get you
Hello, hello, hello, now here's a massage from your queen(president)
As figurehead of the status quo I set the social scene
I'm most concerned about my people, I want to give them peace
So I'm making sure they stay in line with my army and police
My prisons and my mental homes have ever open doors
For those amongst my subjects who dare to ask for more
Unruliness and disrespect are things I can't allow
So I'll see the peasants grovel if they refuse to bow
External control are you gonna let them get you?
Do you wanna be a prisoner in the boundaries they set you?
You say you want to be yourself, by christ do you think they'll let you?
They're out to get you get you get you get you get you get you get you
Introducing the Prime Sinister, she's a mother to us all
Like the dutch boy's finger in the dyke her arse is in the wall
Holding back the future waiting for the seas to part
If Moses did it with is faith, she'll do it with an army
Who at times of threatened crisis are certain to be there
Guarding national heritage no matter what or where
Palaces for kings and queens, mansions for the rich
Protection for the wealthy, defence of privilege
They've learnt the ropes In Ireland, engaged in civil war
Fighting for the ruling classes in their battle against the poor
So Ireland's just an island? It's an island of the mind
Great Britain? Future? Bollocks, you'd better look behind
Round every other corner stands P.C. 1984
Guardian of the future, he'll implement the law
He's there as a grim reminder that no matter what you do
Big brothers system's always there with his beady eyes on you
From God to local bobby, in home and street and school
They've got your name and number while you've just got their rule
We've got to look for methods to undermine those powers
It's time to change the tables. The future must be ours
Big A, little A, bouncing B
The system might have got you but it won't get me
Be exactly who you want to be, do what you want to do
I am he and she is she but you're the only you
No one else has got your eyes, can see the things you see
It's up to you to change your life and my life's up to me
The problems that you suffer from are problems that you make
The shit we have to climb through is the shit we choose to take
If you don't like the life you live, change it now it's yours
Nothing has effects if you don't recognise the cause
If the programme's not the one you want, get up, turn off the set
It's only you that can decide what life you're gonna get
If you don't like religion you can be the antichrist
If your tired of politics you can be an anarchist
But no one ever changed the church by pulling down a steeple
And you'll never change the system by bombing number ten
Systems just aren't made of bricks they're mostly made of people
You may send them into hiding, but they'll be back again
If you don't like the rules they make, refuse to play their game
If you don't want to be a number, don't give them your name
If you don't want to be caught out, refuse to hear their question
Silence is a virtue, use it for your own protection
They'll try to make you play their game, refuse to show your face
If you don't want to be beaten down, refuse to join their race
Be exactly who you want to be, do what you want to do
I am he and she is she but you're they only you
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
Song Of The Day 1
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Slave Labor By Government Warning
Wanna fucking quit, but probation says no
doesn't even matter, 'cuz i got nowhere else to go
50 hours a week, work my finger to the bone
my body fuckin' aches and mu mind is fucking blown
boss is on my ass a bunch of yuppies in my face
i wanna build a bomb and destroy this fucking place
wake up at the crack of dawn and break my fucking back
they pay me fucking peanuts and i'm about to snap
everyday, day after fucking day
i'm working my life away
every single stupid pointless day
everyday, every day
day after fucking day
slave labor is the only way
i wanna fucking quit but my truck is broken down
i dive head first into a beer and hope i fuckin' drown
wake up at the crack of dawn and break my fuckin' back
they pay me fucking peanuts and i'm about to snap
Slave Labor By Government Warning
Wanna fucking quit, but probation says no
doesn't even matter, 'cuz i got nowhere else to go
50 hours a week, work my finger to the bone
my body fuckin' aches and mu mind is fucking blown
boss is on my ass a bunch of yuppies in my face
i wanna build a bomb and destroy this fucking place
wake up at the crack of dawn and break my fucking back
they pay me fucking peanuts and i'm about to snap
everyday, day after fucking day
i'm working my life away
every single stupid pointless day
everyday, every day
day after fucking day
slave labor is the only way
i wanna fucking quit but my truck is broken down
i dive head first into a beer and hope i fuckin' drown
wake up at the crack of dawn and break my fuckin' back
they pay me fucking peanuts and i'm about to snap
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