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Mic Check
00:38
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Check, check
1, 2, fuck you
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Check out Nick’s car
It makes him feel big, feared, great, superior
How he's managed to go 160 km / hr
without a 187 is beyond me
Police reported he died by mishap
If me cutting brake pipes is mishap, cool
Because now who’s feeling big, feared, great, superior?
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3. |
Setting Fires
02:08
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Burn
Burn this bastard, burn his fists
that made me bruise and feel worthless
Burn your parents, burn ‘em both
Burn your fucking racist jokes
You motherfucker
My guilty conscience won’t rest
‘till I burn everyone you love
and spit on each grave
A candle shines for my sins
Burn in hell
Burn, Burn in hell
Burn, motherfucker, burn
Burn, burn, burn, burn
Burn Eduardo, burn him good
for wrecking a year of my childhood
I bring fire, I bring death
Gas, match, set, strike
You motherfucker
My guilty conscience won’t rest
‘till I burn everyone you love
and spit on each grave
Burn, Burn in hell
Burn, motherfucker, burn
Burn, burn, burn, burn
Motherfucker burn
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4. |
Up In Smoke
00:54
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No, you can’t have another cigarette
Go buy your own
What the fuck?
I'm fucking cheap
Go buy your own
There’s a thin line between nice and stupid
Go buy your own
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5. |
Filipino Violence
03:03
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Violence against violence, fist against fist
Conflict, disagreement
Talk it out or walk away
Be prudent, stay sharp
Fighting is never the answer
Can I speak louder if the dog barks?
Can I speak clearer if the snake spits?
I can’t speak louder if the dog barks
I can’t speak clearer if the snake spits
Dire conditions demand dire responses
I am hate
Fighting can be the answer
Can I speak louder if the dog barks?
Can I speak clearer if the snake spits?
I can’t speak louder if the dog barks
I can’t speak clearer if the snake spits
From this moment on, I am pure fucking evil
Violence against violence, fist against fist
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6. |
Just Kids
02:20
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All I do is work
But after long hours, come long nights
Writing songs and planning our year
booking meek tours, making meek art
Just another long night, doing regular shit
'Cause I’m 30. 30.
Another cigarette puff, doing regular stuff
'Cause I’m 30. 30.
All I do is work
But after long hours, come long nights
My homie Nacho just called, for a quick business talk
Hurry, I gotta finish packing, these record pre-orders
Just another long night, doing regular shit
'Cause I’m 30
Another cigarette puff, doing regular stuff.
'Cause I’m 30
Just another long night, doing regular shit
'Cause I’m 30. 30
Another dog walk, late night thoughts
'Cause I’m 30
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7. |
White Cross Introduction
00:33
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Born filipino and pinche satanico
A victim of skinhead scum
Racist fucking pigs
Two against one, illiterate kids with swastika trends
A führer would've shot your face in the third reich
I will take you down, down to hell with me
Hell with me
Racist fucking pigs
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9. |
Take Me To A Doctor
02:14
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Lone wolf
Free spirit, fly high
Lost kid, run
Little juan is staring off into space
Little juan isn’t normal, he’s better than that
You son of a bitch
This pill will help you concentrate
We’re paralyzed
You goddamn punk ass judging witch
Paralyze yourself
Lone wolf
What if this kid was suppose to grow up to be the next David Bowie?
He was born with a wild mind,
don’t rob him from his imagination,
help him make good use of it
You son of a bitch
This pill will help you concentrate
We’re paralyzed
You goddamn punk ass judging witch
Paralyze yourself
Lone wolf
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10. |
Subway Rat
03:02
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Rarely seen in the daylight
I live between Montrose Avenue and Grand Street
Grinding teeth and vibrating eyes
A New York epidemic, I kinda like it here
I fuck my brother, I fuck my sister, just because
I fucked my brother and I fucked my sister
Pathogens in my yellow breath
Causing vomit, causing diarrhea,
causing fever in humans, in children
I fuck with your food
I creep, I crawl
Beneath the bed you can’t even hear me
Watching your sex, I breed like you.
A New York epidemic, I kinda like it here
I fuck my brother, I fuck my sister, just because
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11. |
Life Is Peachy
01:49
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My shaved head is fucking punk
Your orange amp has a nice crunch
Let’s discuss the greatest power violence of the 90’s
Aren’t we tired of this bullshit?
My slayer vest is fucking old
Your hm2 has a raw tone
Behold the snake shaped closet hiding copies of these gems:
Slipknot’s debut and Adrenaline
Aren’t we tired of this bullshit?
Times, dark times, confess
You love life is peachy
My shaved head is fucking punk
Your orange amp has a nice crunch
Let’s discuss the greatest power violence of the 90’s.
And thanks for trying to prove you’re hard
Aren’t we tired of this bullshit?
Times, dark times, confess
You love life is peachy
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Eat shit and die
Dear old friend, your girls grey eyes reek of rot
Dear Javier, that shit romance blinded you
Eat shit and die
Dear old friend, tighten that noose around your neck
Please Javier, kill yourself, now you're fucking dead
Eat shit and die
Fuck you, bastard scum, don't come back to us
Or we'll slit your fucking throat
Eat shit and die
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