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Intro
00:38
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This room is death with walls
With walls
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Dronestrike
01:09
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Drones are in the sky, you're gonna fucking die
Obama, stick your prize where the sun don't shine
Kids are dead, goats are dead, trees are dead, kids are dead
Everyone's fucking dead, there's shrapnel in your head
Obama stick your prize where the sun don't shine
Kids are dead, goats are dead, trees are dead, kids are dead
Drones are in the sky, you're gonna fucking die
Obama, stick your prize where the sun don't shine
Kids are dead, goats are dead, trees are dead, kids are dead
Kids are dead, kids are dead, kids are dead, kids are dead
Everyone's dead, everything's dead
Kids are dead, Everyone's dead, everything's dead
Kids are dead, goats are dead, trees are dead, kids are dead
Kids are dead, kids are dead, kids are dead, kids are dead
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To profiteer
02:23
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All you constipated conspiracy wizards think you've got your finger on what's real ?
Your big reveal is what ? They profit from the plague ? This is your big reveal ?
They profit from your breath
They profit from your toil
They profit from your breath
They profit from your toil
They profit from the air and from the oil
They profit from the sky
They profit from the seas
They're profiteers
It's so easy when you're feeding with no morals at all
I'll be gone, you'll be gone
And nothing left to control
They profit from your life
They profit from your death
They profit from your life
They profit from your death
They profit from all war
They profit from disease
They profit from your death
They're profiteers
It's so easy when you're feeding with no morals at all
I'll be gone and you'll be gone
And nothing left to control
If you don't buy it, they can't sell it
They can't sell what you don't buy
And that makes you the problem
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Footpath
02:01
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Fucker on a bike on the wrong footpath
Drives his BMX fucking right at me
Took him with a fist as he came up close
Now he's in a mess up a tree
Get your wheels out of my face
Get your face out of my face
Get your face out of my face
Face my foot, you fuckhead fuck
Fucker on a skateboard near the fucking pub
Doing fucking tricks like a Youtube fuck
Took him with a fist and finger flip
Now he's fucking rolling in the muck
Get your wheels out of my face
Get your face out of my face
Get your face out of my face
Face my fist, you fuckhead fuck
Fucker on a horse on the wrong footpath
Galloping at me like he's on Red Rum
I didn't move an inch and the horse stopped dead
Now his face is in the ground, fucking scum
Get your horse out of my face
Get your face out of my face
Get your face out of my face
Say hello to the fucking ground, you fuck
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You don't even know what's up but you've got something to say
You're not fooling anyone, you attention fucking junkie
Know that one day they will come for you
Your friends will come for you
Supporting corporations, spreading politicians' lies
Power is your addiction, you are what you say you despise
Know that one day they will come for you
Your friends will come for you
Lecherous hypocrisy, delusions of power
Same old song and dance, same fucking cancer
Know that one day they will come for you
Know that one day they will come for you
Your friends will come for you
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7 grand pianos on every floor
I feel your skepticism creeping under my door
Milk and cyanide in a Viennese bar
I shouldn't be on earth cos i shudda been a star
Tell them I had a wonderful life
wonderful, wonderful life
wonderful, wonderful life
Wonderful life
Designed a propeller to make extra cash
My boyfriend was killed in a fucking plane crash
Got a new job making ammunition
Woke up in Krakow after the explosion
Now I'm a teacher I teach with my fists
The judge says I must see a psychiatrist
Can't write a word in an Irish hotel
The locals think Austria's next door to hell
Tell them I had a wonderful life
wonderful, wonderful life
wonderful, wonderful life
Wonderful life
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Curfew
01:41
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It's five past eight now
I'm out of milk
Curfew, curfew, curfew, curfew
Curfuckingfuckingfew
No milk, no milk, no fucking milk
It's ten past eight now
I need a walk
Curfew, curfew, curfew, curfew
Curfuckingfuckingfew
Restless, restless, fucking restless
Work tomorrow
That's okay though
Metro, metro, metro, metro
Fuck the fucking metro
Fucking people fucking everywhere
Fucking people
Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck
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To whom it may concern
01:58
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Motherfucker
There is a word for people like you
You are a cunt, I fucking hate you
The world would be better off without you
Please off yourself, please fucking do
Motherfucker
Your whore of a mother should have swallowed
I dry heave at the mere thought of you
Even pedos look down on you
Please off yourself, please fucking do
Motherfucker
Die, die, die
Just fucking die, motherfucker
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Street cowards
02:39
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You're walking down the street
Grinning and drooling like a dunce
Minding everybody's business but your own
Every weak line she's heard a million times before
You're a useless city clone
Being a girl in this world looks like a fucking drag
Time's up, you're under attack, street cowards next
You better watch your back and find some self respect
Time's up, you're under attack, street cowards next
You better watch your back and find some self respect
Blue balling, kicking down
Living by the cowards law
Well, you try it anywhere near me
You'll feel the war
Every weak line she's heard a million times before
You're a useless city clone
Being a girl in your world looks like a fucking drag
Time's up, you're under attack, street cowards next
You better watch your back and find some self respect
Time's up, you're under attack, street cowards next
You better watch your back and find some self respect
The aliens have landed, and they want to fuck you in the ass
Not the girls, not the dogs, not the cats
Just you up the ass
They want to fuck you up the ass
They're gonna fuck you up the ass
It's in their manifesto
They're very insistent
Aliens gonna fuck you up the ass
Not the women, just you up the ass
Not the dogs, not the cats
Just you, up the ass
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Weapons and wounds
02:35
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We shared weapons and wounds
It would be useless making a list of who did what to whom
We shared weapons and wounds
As they sat, this incident is closed
We shared weapons and wounds
Love's little boat has crashed on philistine reefs
We shared weapons and wounds
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11. |
Jellyfish of doom
03:56
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Jellyfish of doom
Here we come
On your beach, in your pool
Jellyfish of doom
Now we're here
In your tea, in your room
Jellyfish of doom
Watch us swim
Feel our sting
In your pants, in your car
In your face, on the moon
Jellyfish of doom
In your pants, in your car
In your face
Jellyfish of doom
Here we come, slowly, in your face
Jellyfish of doom
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12. |
Outro
00:38
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This room was death with walls
With Walls
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