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CIRCUS REIGN · DPCE · PATRIOTIC CUNTRY · TEXAS RODEO · SURFING PTERODACTYLS · THE GAYNESS · GEORGE
CIRCUS REIGN
Theres no voice to cry out one-track mind, universal crime a self-inflicting, embrace a self-inflicting embrace of a lost race, civilation No one will make a stand prosper from the free domination no sence of security just take my hand We have no Gandhi NO more Marleys We need a Martin Luther King (sit down, shut your mouth) Speakno more forever hold your peace flood the gates to the circus reign Anti-Christ Thirds a charm Not a Reich Voices call out to the long lost God "Did he turn his back on us? Did he turn his back did he turn his back on us? What about the helpless?" There's no antidote Forget what you know Cause ignorance is bliss There's no antidote Forget what you know Cause ignorance is bliss There's no antidote Forget what you know Cause ignorance is bliss Melody without a soul Poem without a rhyme Just another servant doing lifeless time Melody without a soul Poem witout a rhyme Just another servant doing lifeless time Face down lying on the ground body soaked from cold bloody reign I don't know who made the world I don't know her name (la la's) Sit down shut your mouth Say goodbye to the world you live in Say goodbye to everything, everyone you know Say goodbye to the life your living And your favorite TV shows Fuck your modern day John Wayne Been praying for the cold bloody reign We have no Gandhi NO more Marleys We need a Martin Luther King (sit down, shut your mouth) Speak no more forevert hold your peace All the gates closed to the circus reign Hope you all fucking drown in this circus reign Hope you all fucking drown in this circus reign Hope you all fucking drown in this circus reign Hope you all fucking drown in this circus reign
DPCE
mp3Fuck your security I'd rather be free Exploit until the end, your bliss is not my friend Come sterilize this life, with your apathy Nevermind me cause I'm not right in the head You never mind me cause I'm not right In the head I DECLINE ON YOUR DISEASE! 'CAUSE I ALREADY FEEL EMPTY! Does it really matter what happens to the empty shells Let's give them a disease; Let's make them incomplete Start a religion; Make them fear God Cover their eyes with our shadows Make nonbelievers their foes Fill their hearts with ignorance (Tolerate no exceptions, Inject the Intolerant) Infest--oi oi oi You know there's no exceptions Go ahead and suffocate DROWN,DROWN,DROWN They want you to fall They want you to fall They want you to fall No one is going to believe a word you say Must I wait until my life is through To get my peace of mind Must I wait until my life is through To get my peace of mind... Get my peace of mind You can take your disease I'd rather die of my llife than to feel empty And satisfy your own fucking needs!!!!!!! I DECLINE ON YOUR DISEASE!
PATRIOTIC CUNTRY
WELL I MUST ADMIT, I REALLY THOUGHT, LOOSING WOMEN, REMEMBERING GRANDPA, DYING DOGS, AND STEPPING ON FROGS, WAS THE ONLY THING THAT COURTRY SINGERS COULD EVER SING ABOUT, TURNS OUT I WAS WRONG… LOOK UNCLE BOB, LOOK WHAT’S ON TV, SINCE 911, CBS & NBC AND ALL THE OTHER LOCAL NEWS RATINGS ARE SURPASSING MTV’S! NOW THANKS TO YOU UNCLE BOB, I CAN MILK EVERYTHING I SEE, GONNA GET ME SOME PATRIOTIC COUNTRY, MAKE A LOT OF MONEY, DOING THE HO DOWN RAKING IN THE DOUGH NOW ALL THE GIRLS ARE GOING DOWN SPEWING IN THE MOUTH NOW EXPLOITING WHAT’S HIP NOW MILK IT TO THE LAST DROP IT’S ALL ABOUT THE MONEY! GLAMOUROUS COWBOY, NEON LIGHTS ARE SHINING, NEVERMIND YOUR PEOPLE, CHILDREN CRYING, DYING I’M WEARING MY CROSS NOW I’M BEARING MY FLAG NOW LET’S ALL JUMP FOR JOY, PARTRIOTIC COWBOY NEVERMIND YOUR PEOPLE DYING (REPEAT FIRST VERSE) OH NO IT’S BAD FOR YOUR COMPLECTION I WOKE FROM A DREAM ABOUT 4 FAT GNOMES TAUNTING ME AND MOCKING ME AND SCREAMING BLASPHEMY CAUSE I JUST DON’T WANT TO EAT EVERYTING THEY FEED TO ME LOCK HIM UP, THROW AWAY THE KEY, ANOTHER ONE’S LOOKING TOO DEEP; LOCK HIM UP, THROW AWAY THE KEY, THIS IS HOMELAND SECURITY SERGANT BRENDA TAKE ME AWAY NO NEED FOR DYSFUNCTIONAL CLAY
TEXAS RODEO II
I come from Texas I was raised in Texas I have lots of lots of money I run the Texas Rodeo I’d like to address To the capital of the world The boss resides His face inside Reaching for his time Nothing can stop me (control your thoughts I’m in your thoughts) Feeding your soul I’m in your thoughts Searching for my thrown Searching for my thrown Reaching for my time searching for my time reaching for my time now I’m a part of the Illuminati I’m a freemason too Just about every communist country has a nuke Pointed at me and you bought from me and you How do you think I bought my shoes? And by the way, did I happen to say, My daddy was head of the C.I.A When Kennedy died I was coked up and high All you mindless pedestrians wandering aimlessly through the parking lots of your favorite department stores. Ya’ll Better come with me and bring your lasso!!!!!! Follow Crocket to the Alamo Going to be another Texas rodeo Follow Crocket to the Alamo Going to be another Texas rodeo JIHAD!!!!!!!!! All the kings’ men Are spreading to thin Gonna crumble and fall Gonna end it all Gonna crumble and fall Gonna end it all!!!!!!!!!
SURFING PTERODACTYLS
Father May I confess Hierarchy thy shall fall NO more time to spread the truth They shall rise from our overthrown Pack your bags for the Promise Land Find your truth in sodomy Find your faith in sodomy Be a good little boy and let me take a ride!!!!! It won’t be long you know it’s time. “ Are you clean did you wash your hands and feet wipe your sins away?” You know it’s time Papa show you ecstasy congregation orgy. You Cock sucking hypocrites Close your eyes bend your knees and cleanse your soul through my release. Pack your bags for the Promise Land Father hide my sins from sheep with a covenant of shallow cries I want to dwell in your house of lies, Take me away Take me away My soul is clean, my shell is clean, the meek believe my sins redeemed This water is the purest you’ve ever seen I’ve washed my blood stained hands it’s time for the final feast Jesus Christ is surfing on a Pterodactyl he’s come to take us away Go sacrifice a goat!!!!!!!!!!!!! There’s a hole in the sky Where the lord placed an eye Deep within you and I Everyone turn away, everyone look outside, Cause this old gospel must be right we all know the sun is too bright It could burn your eyes Are you willing? Are you able? Trust me then your soul will be stable Come confront me I’ll convert you Fornicate with your inner virtue cum and take a ride! Come and ride the Pterodactyl It wont last that long
THE GAYNESS
PUNK ROCK EVOLUTION IS LIKE N’SYNC AND THE BACK STREET BOYS! BLOW JOB, JUSTIN TIMBERLAKE YOUR BUTT HURTS CAUSE YOU’RE GAY! POPPIE PUNKIE POPPIE PUNKIE BOOTIE SHAKE YOUR BUTT HURTS CAUSE YOU’RE GAY! LINE THEM UP LINE THEM UP I’VE GOT A GREAT IDEA SHUT THEM UP SHUT THEM UP GET THEM ALL ON THEIR KNEES OPEN UP OPEN UP IT’S THE ONLY WAY GOD COULD YOU HELP ME PLEASE SHOW MY APPRECIATION FOR YOUR PUNK ROCK CONTRIBUTION OPEN UP OPEN UP HERE’S MY DONATION I KNOW IT’S NOT WHAT YOU’RE ABOUT I’VE SEEN THE DREAMS IN YOUR EYES I’VE BEEN TALKING TO FARIES FLUTTERING HIGH IN THE SKY GOLDEN STREAMS OF THE LATEST FAD WILL SURELY DRY SO SIT BACK LET QUEEN OF THE FARIES HYPNOTIZE TAKE IT IN THE ASS YOU LITTLE BITCH RAPE! TAKE IT IN THE ASS YOU LITTLE BITCH MY SOUL TAKE IT IN THE ASS YOU LITTLE BITCH (REPEAT FIRST VERSE) THIS IS THE END OF MY COMMERCIAL SONG AND IN THE END THE ARTIST NEVER WINS AND IN THE END THE PRODUCER IS YOUR NEW FRIEND AND IF YOU WANT YOUR SONG IN THE TOP TEN, BEND OVER LET YOUR BUSINESS MAN CLIMB IN HERE’S MY COMMERCIAL SONG hey assponies DO THE FUCKING LA LA’S
GEORGE Something is drawing near Silent screams of a painful fear Ignorance of a different kind Knowing, seeing, feeling, being left behind It’s to late for you to pray Did you think it would be just another day? So take your place and stand in line Sit back cause everything is going to be just fine And listen to the wind This show is about to begin Round up all the sheep It’s time to unleash this bitter cold disease Round up all the sheep It’s time to unleash this bitter cold disease I’m shivering its cold inside In my mind is the only place to hide I wish you could all just come inside Before you leave me behind Buy me a president, one from Texas please Wrapped up in ignorance, time to sell the fleece Passive flock, crème of the crop, spoon-fed mind control No resistance, lack of persistence, never mind what you are told I’m shivering its cold inside In my mind is the only place to hide I wish you could all just come inside Before you leave me behind Only Illusions Not reality Transmitted delusions Are souls are free Why can’t you open your eyes? You’re being lied to. Why can’t you open your eyes? You’re being lied to It’s not your fault; it’s not your fault Take it back. You still have time. We can take it back. Take it back. Its not your fault open your eyes Don’t go throw it away. Don’t go throw it away. Please don’t go and throw it away. God don’t go throw it away Dear Mr. Government, I have one request March me to the parliament with knives in my chest Dear Mr. President I have only one request Cover both my eyes cause you know what’s best But why when we’ve come so far let it all go. Just fade away, slip away. Freedom is just a falling whisper in a chaotic unconscious mind Before we lose all sound is only a matter of time So many have died for you and I and all you can do is just sit there and cry Their no different then you and I Just sit there and cry Just sit there and cry Open your fucking eyes