1. |
Doomed
03:16
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Something destructive will happen soon
Now that we face impending doom
The world as you know is going to be no more
With these weapons we knock on death’s door
That orange fuck is gonna kill us all
In a big nuclear fire ball
Impending doom
Republicans sealed our fucking fate
When they elected a man who hates
Anyone not white, rich, or kissing his ass
We’re gonna prepare for a Hiroshima relapse
Impending doom
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2. |
Hypochristians
01:57
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Hello! And welcome to church
We’re glad to have you here, just please take a seat
Take our wine, take our crackers, but give us your money
And now it’s time to preach the good lords word
Don’t you know I’m a christian?
Don’t you know I’m on a mission?
To convert everyone to my religion
If you don’t believe, what I believe,
You’re a heathen
Hypochristians
The bible says; “love thy fellow man”
But I can’t cause, he loves another man
My books full of some contradicting shit
Maybe God doesn’t exist?
Don’t you know I’m a fucking christian?
Don’t you know my goddamn mission?
To convert all you motherfuckers to my religion
If you don’t believe what I believe
Burn in hell
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3. |
Death Before Decaf
00:32
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Going through another day
No one's got a thing to say
I'm only on my second cup
Shut the fuck up
Everyone starts slowing down
Second pot comes around
Better get out of my way
Before the caffeine hits my brain
Death before decaf
Don't need cocaine
Death before decaf
Never sleep again
Coffee
Cappuccino, Frappuccino, Macchiato, Bonus Cup
I-don't-give-a-fuckiato
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4. |
Watch Your Back
02:51
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You think you’re better than the rest
Won’t be laughing with a knife in your chest
You’re the white supremest best? ( Lol )
You’re gonna die like the rest
Watch your back, nazi scum
I know violence isn’t the answer
Except when your society is cancer
We’re gonna stomp you out, and your racist rumor
When we cut you out like a tumor
Watch your back, nazi scum
( You think you’re fucking safe, because you’re a part of the majority? You’re now the new minority. You’re gonna die a slow, painful, fucking death )
You fuckers infiltrate the pigs
God, why the fuck do you still exists
I thought 70 years ago we killed you fucks
But guess what, next? we’re done.
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5. |
Mouth Breather
01:32
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Building walls and dropping bombs
They have a plan to kill the poor
They ignore the problems at our front door
They’re ready to kill millions more
This is the way things have to be
Gotta make America great for you and me
This is the way things have to be
Welcome to our fractured society
Arm the pigs like it’s world war three
And you question why your country isn’t free
They’re on the streets, they’re after you and me
And they’re gonna get us until we’re no longer free
This is the way things have to be
Incarcerating everyone including you and me
This is the way things have to be
Orwell was right about our society
Police don’t protect they just fine
We stand complacent, we fall in line
They have the authority to kill a minority
What’s gonna stop them from killing you unless you do something about it
This is the way things have to be
Gotta take America back for you and me
This is the way things have to be
Starts with murdering our society
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6. |
Bigly
03:19
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My nation is one I can’t stand
Cause how can you elect a man endorsed by the klan
His V.P’s a homophobe
My god this country fucking blows
Take my message to the heart
Some fuckers otta murder that old fart
Assassinate Trump
Decapitate Trump
Castrate Trump
Kill Donald Trump
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7. |
Laugh it Off
01:40
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Anger, depression, the worst in me
This ain’t the way life’s suppose to be
Life’s full of shit, it’s all my fault,
All I do is laugh it off
Ignore all the bills I have to pay,
All I do is laugh it off
I wanna get drunk I wanna get high
So I can laugh it off
I’m an asshole who stopped giving a fuck
All I do is laugh it off
Anger depression the worst in me
But I’m doing better, can’t you see?
Crack a big fucking grin
Laugh it off again, again
Frick
I’m doing better, can’t you see?
I don’t need you, I got me
Look at me wrong I’ll smash your face
Don’t be a pussy, laugh it off
It’s not my fault you got a weak chin
You should grin and laugh it off
I’m an asshole who stopped giving a fuck
So you should laugh it off
Take advice from me, you’re better off just
Laugh it off
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8. |
The Touch of Texas
02:36
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(Its June 6th, 1944. And the Axis think they can win the war.)
Charles Mohrle was a good ol’ boy
flying around in his war toy
You march in a line on your deploy
but the land that you take he’s bound to destroy
He’s come to kill you
Tracers will pierce
P-47 bombs drop from heaven
He won’t bail out cause he’s too fierce
Shoot him with a kar you better run far
on a man-made runway made of tar
But there’s no point I know who you are
Will someone give Patton his goddamn fourth star?
He’s here to strafe you
the lead will rain
Thunderbolt of doom it will consume
and send you into the eternal life of pain
(“Freedom is not free, it is very expensive.”)
Ascend into the sky
He’s got a reason why
The Axis will flee and cry
cause they all know they’re about to die
by
The Touch of Texas
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9. |
I Hate Suburbia
02:32
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Hey there kids, welcome to suburbia
Today I'm gonna teach you what it means to be a suburbanite
You that thing they call; "thinking for yourself"?
Throw that out the window you don't need that
Cause here in suburbia we are one
We have the same car, house, and hell, the same boring life
I hate suburbia
Go to church, go to school, mold you into their fucking tool
Go to work, just obey, make sure the bills are fucking paid
Yuppies here, yuppies there, yuppies fucking everywhere
Take the middle class and shove it up your fucking ass
I hate suburbia
So you're stuck in a dead end job
You hate your wife, and your kids are on drugs
What are you gonna do? You don't know. You're a suburbanite
You don't think for yourself, you let the TV do the thinking for you
Watch whatever shit reality show is on every other week
Go to church, go to school, mold you into their fucking tool
Go to work, just obey, make sure the bills are fucking paid
Yuppies here, yuppies there, yuppies fucking everywhere
Take the middle class and shove it up your fucking ass
I hate suburbia
Your life has been lived a million times, doesn't that fucking bother you?
I hate suburbia
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10. |
Bowlage
02:02
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Now listen up or listen down
cause we’re all here to smoke out the town
it’s a little more than just a dime
TED has got you all this time
Papers to the roach, bong rips from hell
got us all craving that Taco Bell
put your eye drops in so your parents can’t tell
I’m fairly sure Bill did inhale
My friends think that I’m fucking dead
I’m slumped in a chair, can’t wait for the bed
but I’m gonna roll up a blunt instead
then my friend came up to me and said that
I smoke every day (In each and every way)
I smoke every day (In each and every way)
I smoke every day (In each and every way)
I smoke every day with everyone!
Them Houston boys are sippin’ lean
at the party in Dallas with plenty of green!
pass ‘em left, that’s the goal
and rule number one don’t you be a Bob Dole
My eyes have gone blurry
my eyes have gone blind
they’ve turned red as fuck
high thoughts on my mind
So I asked myself: what can I share?
The perfect gift from us to you, so I wrote this song. Now all of you, can get high too!
My friends think that I’m fucking dead
I’m slumped in a chair, can’t wait for the bed
but I’m gonna roll up a blunt instead
then my friend came up to me and said that
I smoke every day (In each and every way)
I smoke every day (In each and every way)
I smoke every day (In each and every way)
I smoke every day with everyone!
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11. |
American't
02:11
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American’t, it’s not the way
Racist platform police state
Don’t have the means to feed the homeless and hungry
But we have the bombs to destroy any country
American’t, it’s not the way
Failed business man doesn’t know my needs
So full of shit it’s like an infection
Did you want this job or just to win an election?
American’t
There’s no freedom
American’t
We don’t need ‘em
American’t
Brainwashed nation
Time to voice our frustration
American’t
Fucked up system
American’t
We’re not with ‘em
American’t
Brainwashed nation
Time to voice our frustration
American’t
It’s a race to see
Which side’s gonna start world war three
Can’t keep to your own dry lands
Keep on fighting on foreign lands
American’t
It’s a sham
Land of the free and home of the klan
Home of the brave? Fuck that shit
No one is here, they’re all afraid
American’t
There’s no freedom
American’t
We don’t need ‘em
American’t
Brainwashed nation
Time to voice our frustration
American’t
Fucked up system
American’t
We’re not with ‘em
American’t
Brainwashed nation
Time to voice our frustration
You’re free to do what you’re told
Fuck this country
Elect a fucking celebrity for president?
God, this is a failed experiment
American’t
There’s no freedom
American’t
We don’t need ‘em
American’t
Brainwashed nation
Time to voice our frustration
American’t
Fucked up system
American’t
We’re not with ‘em
American’t
Brainwashed nation
Time to voice our frustration
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12. |
Drop the Bomb On Me
01:33
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Everywhere I go, what do I see?
Another mass catastrophe
Militarize the police
And the racist marching in our street
That moron in the white house is gonna tweet us into world war three
It'll be the death of us all
I think nuclear devastation is a nice change of pace
So go ahead and drop the bomb on me
No more work there's nothing left
Fallout as far as I can see
Collect some caps and get a dog
Hang out with ghouls and get along
That moron in the white house tweeting us into world war three
It'll be the death of us all
I think nuclear devastation is a nice change of pace
So go ahead and drop the bomb
Go ahead and drop the bomb on me
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