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Hinckley's Brain
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John Hinckley Jr.’s brains not dead.
It’s leading subliminal armies instead.
It’s insane, I’m insane,
it’s turned its power to pain
It’s insane, I’m insane,
it’s Hinckley, it’s Hinckley’s brain!
All insane assassins will be relieved,
cause Hinckley’s the one the jury reprieved.
It’s insane, I’m insane,
it’s had its power regained.
It’s insane, I’m insane,
it’s Hinckley, it’s Hinckley’s brain!
It’s insane, I’m insane,
I hope he tries again.
It’s insane, I’m insane,
it’s Hinckley, it’s Hinckley’s brain!
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All the time your getting drunk.
Your attitude is such an act.
I can’t believe the things you do.
Your sense of humor’s really cracked.
How do you live the way you do?
Is loss of reality really so much fun?
Obnoxious teenage Drunk Olympics,
lets find out whose selling tickets,
then we’ll see just who’s the sickest.
Get drunk! Blow chucks!
Violent young defective flesh,
scaring people half to death.
The hero’s the one who pukes last.
Get fucked! You punks!
All the time you're getting drunk.
Your attitude is such an act.
You behave with such decadence.
Your sense of humor’s really cracked.
How do you live the life you do?
Is driving me crazy really so much fun?
Obnoxious teenage Drunk Olympics,
lets find out whose selling tickets,
then we’ll see just who’s the sickest.
Get drunk! Blow chucks!
Violent young defective youth,
rewriting all the books on couth..
Morality is dead and here’s living proof.
Get fucked! You punks!
Get fucked you punks! BLOW CHUNKS!!!
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Euthinasia
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You should die but they won’t let you.
They’ve plugged you in so you have to,
stay alive cause they don’t want to,
let you die like your supposed to.
Life is nimble, death is quick.
Who knows the cure for what makes you sick?
How much longer will machines prolong,
the unavoidable death of a lifeless form?
You should die, they can’t help you.
Come back to life or let death release you.
What should I do, should I kill you?
What is right, what is wrong?
Life is nimble, death is quick.
Who knows the cure for what makes you sick?
How much longer will machines prolong,
the inevitable death of a lifeless form?
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Robotman
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I think your middle age world is fucked.
I think your middle class minds are stuck.
I think your middle of the road laws are blind.
I think you meddle with the world too much.
I think your middle age body is sick.
I think your middle class morality is not.
I think your middle of the road music is puke.
I think you meddle with the world too much.
Don’t look at me, don’t look at me.
I’m not a Robotman.
Can’t exploit me, can’t exploit me.
I’m not a Robotman!
I think your middle aged world is fucked.
I think your middle class reality is fake.
I think your middle of the road trends are dumb.
I think you meddle with our world too much.
Don’t look at me, don’t look at me.
I’m not a Robotman.
Can’t exploit me, I will be free.
I’m not a Robotman!
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Fuck Shit Up
01:08
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Screwed up in the head,
since the day I was born.
Heads’s on backwards,
can’t tell right from wrong.
Every fuckin’ chance I get
I keep on blowing it.
FUCK SHIT UP!!!
No Escape!!!
Brain just lazy, or was I brought up wrong.
I keep on trying, but I can’t hold on.
You know someday I’ll end up in a ditch.
FUCK SHIT UP!!!
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Clubfoot
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Hey baby I got clubfoot,
hey mama I got clubfoot.
Isn’t that neat?
I can’t hardly even walk,
I can’t even put on socks.
Isn’t that neat?
I got clubfoot I can hardly walk.
I got clubfoot can’t put on socks.
I got clubfoot and I can’t get a date
I got clubfoot and I’m full of hate!
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Good To The Last Rot
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My body’s aching,
my mind’s running wild,
my lungs are burning,
no teeth left to smile.
My skins infected,
my leg’s bent and bruised,
my eyes are nearsighted,
I think I’ve been abused.
I did it to myself.
I can’t blame no one else.
I didn’t think long enough,
to consider my own health.
I don’t wanna care,
don’t want responsibility.
I just want to live my life
to the fullest it can be.
My stomach’s aching,
my hair’s falling out.
My ears are ringing.
I think maybe I’ve died!
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Run Away
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You say you are an adult trapped in a child’s world, but you’re a runaway.
Hated Mommy when you were home, can’t live without Daddy, and you’re a runaway.
A free ride is what you want and you just blew that off, now you’re a runaway.
You’ve been out on the street, nothing to eat, stupid runaway!
What have you done? Runaway Runaway!
Now you’re on the run! Runaway Runaway!
No place to stay! Runaway Runaway!
Now you have to pay! Runaway Runaway!
The escape must be done in your mind,
Before you run blindly to find,
The Freedom you think you know,
It’s all a stupid joke.
There’s nothing out here!
There’s nothing out here!!
There’s nothing out here!!!
There’s nothing out here!!!!
Unless you get it yourself!
You want to have fun in a faraway place that’s why you’re a runaway.
Where all the boys are cute and hot for your ass because you’re a runaway.
Your world is closing in on you, too much to handle, you’re just a runaway.
Now there’s nowhere to run and it’s no longer fun, stupid runaway.
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Stupid Punk Anthem
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I wanna do what I want,
Not when I’m old.
I wanna do it now while I’m young,
Before I get to old.
I’m gonna make these decisions for myself,
Not no one else.
But how do I know what’s gonna be best?
Wanna live, wanna die,
wanna laugh, wanna cry.
Wanna do what I want so I can be myself.
Don’t wanna follow, wanna lead myself.
So I can see who I am and who will really help me out.
Sick and tired of their shit,
being led to believe,
in the end there might be things
to benefit our lives.
I guess the best feelings
that I’ve had deep inside,
have been the ones that made it clear
I’m not like anybody else.
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I Wish I Was Dead
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I wish I was dead and then
I won’t have to put up
with ignorant fuck-ups like you anymore.
The things you say make me just so insane
I just want to put a bullet to my brain
and end this pain.
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Choke
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Saw a blind man the other day.
Stole his pencils and ran away.
Saw a man dieing in the street.
Said, “Go to hell if you can’t take the heat.”
Give up, I don’t know why you try.
Give up, you know you're going to die.
Give up, it’s all a stupid joke.
Give up, I want to see you CHOKE!!!
Get a job for the man.
Blow his brains out if you can.
Tell the judge you didn’t like his face.
There’s no garbage like the human race.
Give up, I don’t know why you try.
Give up, you know you're going to die.
Give up, it’s all a stupid joke.
Give up, I want to see you CHOKE!!!
Mushroom cloud in the sky.
I see battles, see the city fry.
You bought the gun put it to your head.
You pull the trigger and you're better off dead.
Give up, I don’t know why you try.
Give up, you know you're going to die.
Give up, it’s all a stupid joke.
Give up, I want to see you CHOKE!!!
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Useless Pieces of Shit Tucson, Arizona
Useless Pieces of Shit is a band name that you may not be familiar with but in the 1980's they were a hardcore punk rock band with a live show second to no other band of its type at the time. They weren't a product of the major scenes in New York, Boston, D.C., San Francisco, or L.A. so there were no record deals or concert promoters. They were a product of the startup remote scene in Tucson, AZ. ... more
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