1. |
Drink This Town Dry
02:18
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Verse 1
Close my tab in the street,
but I’m still on my feet
Drinkin, this town dry
Serve a double, make it four
Give the bottle, we can pour
On this night of endless shots
Spend some money we ain’t got
Dance the soles right off our shoes
Invincible from all the booze
Picklebacks and sake bombs
Burn stubs in open palms
Chorus
Let’s drink this town dry
Burn ourselves too high
Empty bottle, broken glass
Spliffs smoked down to ash
Verse 2
Pick up chicks with 0 game
Loud as fuck with 0 shame
Hotel in the bathroom stall
Leave that place with painted walls
No chance we’re headed home
Crowned in stolen traffic cones
Slur and sing our songs offbeat
Tearing through the city streets
Chorus
Let’s drink this town dry
Burn ourselves too high
Empty bottle, broken glass
Spliffs smoked down to ash
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2. |
Hungover
03:16
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Verse 1
Retrace my staggered footsteps
The night still hangs on my breath
But I’m still stoned
One drink that turned to ten more
What day is it? I’m unsure
At least I’m headed home
Chorus
Hungover, hungover
Crawled through the door
My back to the floor
Keep my composure
Hungover, hungover
Time slipped away
How is it next day?
Just need to get sober
Verse 2
Another night, another shot at freedom
Another fight, another drink, I need one
They’re not in short supply
Another daybreak unexpected
Another haze of fucked perspective
It feels like I’m gonna die
Oh, it feels like I’m gonna die
Verse 3
The hairiest dog has got me thinkin
It’s time to quit the sauce or never stop drinkin
And I choose drinkin
Chorus
Hungover, hungover
Crawled through the door
My back to the floor
Keep my composure
Hungover, hungover
Time slipped away
How is it next day?
Just need to get sober
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3. |
Nightshift
03:12
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Verse 1
Sleep through the sun
Pull down the shades
Night brings the fun
When clarity fades
No tangerine dream
More sour than sweet
Fall from cloud 9
Take to the street
Chorus
We are the night shift
After hours creeps
Tearing up the scene
While the world around us sleeps
Verse 2
Dusk starts the calling
Keeps us awake
Looking for the party
Bad choices to make
Feel so alive
With the dying light
Join our crusade
Reclaim the night
Chorus 2
We are the nightshift
Burn the midnight oil
While the world simmers down
We bring it to a boil
Verse 3
Sleepless we pace
Ready for the chase
Watch the seconds tick
The laughing clock’s face
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4. |
Moonshine, Baby
03:39
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Verse 1
Swinging that bottle round midnight
Kicked to the curb by first light
Been known to go for afternoon delight
But with moonshine, baby, it ain’t right
Chorus
Moonshine baby
Don’t stop ‘til the last drop
Moonshine baby
With you ‘til they open the coffee shop
Verse 2
Another night in the moonshine
Around 9pm’s just fine
With you ‘til the break of day
When the sun shines you gotta be tucked away
My friends don’t like it when I get howling at the moon
But with moonshine, baby, brings out my howling toon
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5. |
Safeword Amnesia
03:54
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Verse 1
How did it come to this?
I’m begging you please
Cut me down from here
I think I’m ‘bout to seize
Chained in the pit
Of your dark fantasies
Undo these handcuffs
I know you got the keys
I’m down for kink
And all kinds of foreplay
But I need circulation
My feet are turning grey
Please take it easy
It doesn’t bend that way
What was that word?
Please tell me what to say
Chorus
Do what I can to please ya
Help me! I got safeword amesia
Do what I can to please ya
God help me! I got safeword amnesia
Verse 2
A trembling voice
And a ghost pale face
I reluctantly ask
What’s in the suitcase
“More whips and toys
And cat tails of nine
So man the fuck up
And try not to whine”
Chorus
Do what I can to please ya
Help me! I got safeword amesia
Do what I can to please ya
God help me! I got safeword amnesia
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Verse 1
Wolf in a 3 piece suit
Hunts without a pack
Sniffing out his prey
His wild hair slicked back
In walks a young thing
A white girl wasted mess
Normally so shy
Not in that red dress
Chorus 1
The wolf brought snow and lured her from afar
So they huffed and they puffed lines off the bar
They huffed and they puffed
And blew lines off the bar
Verse 2
Red said they’re close to granny’s
No one is at home
River through woods
Wolf wanted to bone
Chorus 2
He had the devil’s tongue, he tricked her good
So she huffed and she puffed and blew him in the woods
She huffed and she puffed
And blew him in the woods
Verse 3
In the light of granny’s house
Red noticed his claws
And in his sinner’s smile
She saw his salivating jaws
He’d come to make a feast
Of the evening’s whores
She shoved away the beast
And bolted all the doors
Chorus 3
She said there’s no way in, she’d rally all the town
He huffed and puffed and blew that fucker down
He huffed and he puffed
And blew that fucker down
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7. |
Sacrifice to the Sky
03:56
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Verse 1
Arid home, seeds are sown
Nothing grown, must atone
Praise unknown on hallowed thrown
Ancient tomes say kill our own
Chorus
We spill their blood for rain
Virgin martyr, virgin slain
Sacrifice to the sky
Sacrifice, pacify
[Gang] Barter blood for rain
Virgin martyr, virgin slain
Sacrifice to the sky
Sacrifice, pacify
[Gang] Barter blood for rain
Verse 2
The earth quakes, sun god’s hate
Must elate, not forsake
Young girl’s fate at death’s gate
Wide awake, life to take
Chorus
Verse 3
The life of one for many
Stone knife in my hand
Blood flows upon the alter
Sanctifies our land
As shadows chase the sun
Engulf it to its core
The sky claps with thunder
Salvation starts to pour
Kalima, Kalima, Kalima, Kalima
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8. |
Got the Call
04:22
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Verse 1
The fuck out the way
Today’s not the day
The call has been made
No time to stay
Hop in my car
Racing to town
Straight through the gates
Fuck the impound
Sidewalk slaughter
No time to settle
Nothing behind
But twisted scrap metal
Hit the shop
Credit declined
Losing my mind
I’m taking what’s mine
Chorus
Got the call, I got the call
I’m gearing up for war
Got the call, I got the call
I’m headed out the door
Got the call, I got the call
Pounding in my chest
Got the call, I got the call
Cardiac arrest
Verse 2
Stalking through the city
Half a dozen doses
Stiff arm, shoulder check
Split the crowd like Moses
Bodega roses
Split the crowd like Moses
Half a dozen doses
Split the crowd like Moses
Like Moses
Verse 3
Runaway train
Leaving the stop
Subway surfing
'Til we reach the spot
Leap of faith
For a godless sinner
Ground meets face
Concrete for dinner
Just one more block
Don't fuck with me
I'm counting to three
Then you're gonna bleed
Get where I'm goin'
Battered and broken
Nobody’s here
These fools must be jokin'
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Verse 1
Constantly on watch for the NSA’s fleet
They record all of our jams in the bars and the street
The days of rock have passed when our songs they would ignore
Hiding from Big Brother with his ear against our door
This stage and pit are holy, they’re guests with no invite
Their prying hand that feeds, it’s time to take a bite
They stole all of our tracks without warrant or permit
Obama’s in the oval office moshing to our shit
Chorus
The NSA is spying on my riffs
The NSA is spying on my riffs
Stuck on some government playlist
The NSA is spying on my riffs
Verse 2
Let’s tear the structure down, sever fingers off their reach
This music is our lifeblood and the NSA’s its leech
Moving in plain sight they hide among the masses
At the back of shows wearing suits and sunglasses
The keg at this party ‘aint the only thing that’s tapped
Every screen and phone, they got this city mapped
They passed our tunes around the legislative branch
James Clapper does the harlem shake grooving at his ranch
Chorus 2
The NSA is spying on my riffs
The NSA is spying on my riffs
Stuck on some government playlist
The NSA is spying on my riffs
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10. |
Murder Train
03:11
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Verse 1
Feel the ground rumble, a distant smoke cloud
Juggernaut of steel shrieking so loud
Coming right for you straight off the track
Pulling you under, crushing your back
Chorus
Hear the horn blow
Here comes the pain
Murder train
Hear the horn blow
Here comes the pain
Murder train
Verse 2
Certain death awaits in each of its carts
An engine that feeds on your body parts
This next stop: pain central station
As razor sharp wheels begin amputation
Verse 3
You’re not getting home, the platform was bait
Driven by no one, nothing but hate
Maybe one more whore will quench its bloodlust
When 10,000 tons grinds you to dust
Grinds you to dust
Grinds you to dust
Grinds you to dust
Grinds you to dust
Chorus
Hear the horn blow
Here comes the pain
Murder train
Hear the horn blow
Here comes the pain
Murder train
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11. |
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Verse 1
Night’s nothing but a blur
Drinks of whiskey and mead
Head thrashed ‘til it aches
Ears blasted ‘til they bleed
As we wake from our slumber
To the piercing light of dawn
We see the trail of slime
And all our women gone
Chorus 1
We set sail for distant lands
The beast’s blood soon on our hands
From years of torment met its match
We hunt the dreaded Tacklesnatch
Verse 2
Months pass with total failure
And half our crew is dead
Our swords still ache for flesh
And we’ve many miles to tread
The water’s deep and dark
We fear what lies beneath
Feel the coil wrap your leg
A fate of claws of teeth
Chorus 2
With war paint on our faces
And a fierce battle cry
We swear to the metal gods
The monster will die
Verse 3
In the distant parting mist
We come upon its lair
A gate of gore and bone
Hides the nightmare
Every childhood terror
Washes over like a storm
The squid, the wolf, and Satan
In one horrific form
Verse 4
Harpoon above my head
Prepared to strike with might
He knocks it from my hand
Not looking for a fight
He exhales a cloud of smoke
A voice that booms like thunder
I’ve drugs for you to take
And women left to plunder
“Spread word of my name
With songs that catch like fire
And I will spare your lives
Give all that you desire”
We drank and smoked and laid
In trade he gave his mark
Our mission to spread fear
Of what’s lurking in the dark
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