1. |
A Touch Of Class
01:47
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Got the ticket
Ready to rock
What a rip-off
The play folk!
3 day stubble men in cowboys' shirts
Fuckin' Neil Young wannabees
A touch of class
Touch of class
Touch of class
Sophisticated sound of rock
A touch of class
Touch of class
Touch of class
Sophisticated piece of crap
Some call this maturity
Please insult me if I sound like this
Tender feelings, harmonies
Just an excuse to get some chicks
A touch of class
Touch of class
Touch of class
Sophisticated sound of rock
A touch of class
Touch of class
Touch of class
Sophisticated piece of crap
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2. |
Take Me Underground
02:00
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First took a kid soul
Now's turn for Christy Brown
A loan officer
Seeking a promotion
The old gypsy stated the curse
Lamia will come for you
She called demonic hands
To take your soul away
A living nightmare
The fly inside my nose
To kill the black goat
We need her kitten, a sacrifice
Scared Stu in the bar
But got the button back
Reverse in the spell
She's dragged to her death
Take me underground
Lamia, I'm going down
Take me underground
Drag me to Hell
Coming to the station
Falling to the tracks
Watch the train speeding
A demon force is taking her down
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3. |
Death Drive Race
01:23
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Beyond the pleasure principle
Sigmun said
Doctors tell me
I'm a mental case
Drives me nervous
Drives me ape
My only thinking: sex and death
And when it breaks
Thanatos rules my head
Self-destruction... my only care
A death drive race
I can stand no people
I'm a sociopath
Starting fights, annoying everyone
Happy faces, get on my nerves
I'm a burning comet directed to the Earth
And when it breaks
Thanatos rules my head
Self-destruction... my only care
A death drive race
And when it breaks
Thanatos rules my head
Self-destruction... my only care
A death drive race
So come...
Stop me if you have the balls
Stop me if you have the balls
Stop me if you have the balls
Stop me if you have the balls
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4. |
Let's Play Gangstalk
01:59
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A secret army of citizens
Looking for your fears
A state of paranoia
The Brotherhood is here
We're gonna watch you
We're gonna spy
We'll ruin your reputation
Say bye to your hometown
Let's play gangstalk
Stalk! Stalk!
Let's play gangstalk
Stalk! Stalk!
You are in the database
Man, you've got no secrets
We ring to your cellphone
And take pictures of your children
We're taxi drivers
We're janitors
We are the special force
That monitors you at home
Let's play gangstalk
Stalk! Stalk!
Let's play gangstalk
Stalk! Stalk!
We play gangstalk
Stalk! Stalk!
So leave your friends and job
Move to a hidden world
We always win the game
Your location's next step
We play stalk
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5. |
Break Away
02:00
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No fuel to grow more hope
Caffeine will have to do
To keep us going, to make us stay
For we would have long gone
Had we had any chance
But that won't be while they hold sway
Well, wake up, listen for this ain't no paradise
There may be hugs and kisses but won't feel alright
Trust me, just go
Throw it, don't stay
Cut off, this is all
A shithole to live in
No room to think so you don't escape
For us it's just too late
But you can question it
You still have time to be yourself
We may have bothered you
It may be a sick song
But wake up, look around you
It all feels so wrong
Trust me, just go
Don't wait, just break away
You better get away
You have to find your way
Just run and get away
Before it gets too late
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6. |
For Rent City
01:59
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Forehead sweat under this burning sun
Former dreamland now this is a real dump
Criticism, the local game
Perfect example for DOA's
Talk means nothing when there's no action
We don't care about the future
Going downhill, getting beaten up
Open your eyes, take a ride
A beggar in every corner, closing signs
We're a population of walking dead
Just a new Romanian state
For Rent city
Don't expect any reaction
We don't care about the future
Going downhill, getting beaten up
Go!
Stop thinking about the future
Support the sinking of this shitty hole
No one complains, nobody cares
Our legacy is a coming desert
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7. |
Stranded In The DMZ
02:12
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AW down
Into demilitarized zone
Liberty News reporter stuck in the middle of a war
Sirens at night
The sound of bombers flying low
Press painted on my back
To save me from the snipers' shots
Stranded in the DMZ
No place to hide, no place to run
Stranded in the DMZ
No place to hide, no place to run
Stranded in the DMZ
No place to hide, no place to run
Stranded in the DMZ
No escape for Matty Roth
Free States armies
holdout militia from the North
Right-wing rednecks
Against the Federal troops
I'm the media source
My photo camera is a gun
Reporting the reality of the US second civil war
Stranded in the DMZ
No place to hide, no place to run
Stranded in the DMZ
No place to hide, no place to run
Stranded in the DMZ
No place to hide, no place to run
Stranded in the DMZ
No escape for Matty Roth
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8. |
From Hell
01:12
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London 1888
Four whores were found dead
Mutilated inside out
They had no way to escape
They came from Hell to rape them
They came from Hell
Let's go!
They thought it was so easy to black mail the House of Lords
Sir William is a broken spirit coming back for more
They came from Hell to rape them
They came from Hell
Let's go!
They came from Hell to rape them
They came from Hell
Let's go!
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9. |
A Shot In The Bath
02:08
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Plastic skulls and pointed flames
A leopard bench on the tiny stage
Glitter gold, red velvet
A Zeros song inspired that name
In the age of Grunge
They bet for rock
They brought inspiration
And a scene was born
So much sweat
So much fun
We missed the classic icon
Stamping our t-shirts
Sunday evenings started in 1993
Now there is a Death Metal club
There's no place for the disco ball
Thank you Alex, bands and DJ's
A memory of my youth is on that place
In the age of Grunge
They bet for rock
They brought inspiration
And the bands shot up
Side by side
Bitter love
Became instant anthems
For the all night owls
Rico started it all
In the age of Grunge
They bet for rock
They brought inspiration
And the bands shot up
Side by side
Bitter love
Became instant anthems
For the all night owls
Rico started it all
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10. |
Peace And Love
01:52
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"Peace and love"
What the fuck?
Just a slogan, empty words
Paisley clothes, joints and flowers
That LSD left you out of order
Peace and love
What we need today is a revolution with blood
Peace and love
What we need today is a revolution!
Look at the world you left behind
You were hippies but you turned
Into publicists and politicians
Took the money and join the system
Peace and love
What we need today is a revolution with blood
Peace and love
What we need today is a revolution!
Peace and love
What we need today is a revolution with blood
Peace and love
What we need today is a revolution with blood
Peace and love
What we need today is a revolution with blood
Peace and love
What we need today is a revolution!
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11. |
Hail Money
01:14
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Hail money, hail money, hail money
Gimme, gimme
Hail money, hail money, hail money
Gimme, gimme
Hail money, hail money, hail money
Gimme, gimme
Yeah!
All the praise and creeps around
Made you feel above the law
Your face now is on the covers
Smokescreen, the last scapegoat
It was in your genetic code
We saw it coming, jerk
Press to lynch the rich kid
You'll bite the bullet
Hail money, hail money, hail money
Gimme, gimme
Hail money, hail money, hail money
Gimme, gimme
Hail money, hail money, hail money
Gimme, gimme
Yeah!
What is wrong in your head?
Used to get everything for free
Bitches and golden watches
The get-rich quick effigy
Now that the party's over
Who's gonna pay the bill?
The power and the glory can wait
But not for you, Ric
Hail money, hail money, hail money
Gimme, gimme
Hail money, hail money, hail money
Gimme, gimme
Hail money, hail money, hail money
Gimme, gimme
Yeah!
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12. |
AMRAS
02:21
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Me and Walter live locked in this hole
We are the only ones, we are the only ones
Away from suicide, away from home
We are the only ones
We are surviving misery
A partner called epilepsy
We're trapped in AMRAS
Dad got tickets to the underworld
They're already gone, they're already gone
Living in darkness
Talking to no one
We are the only ones
A love and hate relationship
We suffer the Inn Valley disease
We're trapped in AMRAS
Now I refuse my destiny
A life of pain is awaiting here
Not a death searcher anymore
Goodbye to AMRAS
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