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Death Cult
02:21
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I can't believe the things that I am seeing here today
I can't abide as leaders play their fiddles while we die
Burned alive, boiled seared to death from the inside
I'd say it's time for guillotines and razor blades and riots in the streets
Now we're living in a death cult
We're living in a death cult
We're living in a death cult
Death Cult
And they don't care
And they don't care
And they don't care
We're living in a death cult
We're living in a death cult
We're living in a death cult
We're living in a death cult
Now we're living in a death cult
We're living in a death cult
We're living in a death cult
Death Cult
And they don't care
And they don't care
And they don't care
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Full Circle
02:29
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Hostile to your flesh and your blood
Corrosive, hot to the touch
Sheltered, staring back at the end
Abyss, looking forward to death
Over and over
Empty streets that we have to defend
Corporate shills with their hands out again
Over and over and over and over
It's all screeching to a halt
Dominoes that you set up to fall
Prepare yourself for a taste of the end
Before it comes full circle again
I'd kill for a second of time
One express ticket off of this ride
Cuz nothing here brings me any relief
I'm buckling under stress and the heat
I just wanna get out, I just wanna get out
I just wanna get out, but I'm not allowed
I just wanna get out, I just wanna get out
I just wanna get out, but I'm not allowed
It's all screeching to a halt
Dominoes that you set up to fall
Prepare yourself for a taste of the end
Before it comes full circle again
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Dipshit
03:24
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Your a waste of a life
A waste of oxygen
You get in my face one more time, that's the end
I pack a shot gun, your skin is paper thin
I'm coming for you, your time is up
There's no use getting through to you
There's no use trying
There's no use getting through to you
There's no use trying
Cuz you're a fucking dipshit, dipshit
The words on your grave read "Here lies: no one cares"
Your eulogy: nervous eyes and blank stares
I'll be acquitted of any and all crime
And you'll be worm food for the rest of fucking time
There's no use getting through to you
There's no use trying
There's no use getting through to you
There's no use trying
Cuz you're a fucking dipshit, dipshit
There's no use getting through to you
There's no use trying
There's no use getting through to you
There's no use trying
Cuz you're a fucking dipshit, dipshit
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4. |
Jeff Goldblum
00:45
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Been in all my favorite films
Jurassic Park and The Fly, too!
He's even in the MCU
Thor Ragnarok, better than two
Jeff, jeff, jeff, jeff, jeff, jeff, jeff
Goldblum, goldblum, goldblum, goldblum
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UNDERWORLD
02:36
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A slow-motion tragedy, images that you can't unsee
So numb, slow to react, until it's too late and there's no turning back
Collectively, we never fucking wanted this
Collectively, we might have deserved it
Here in my bedroom, I am safe
Here in my bedroom, there's no escape
Now we're in the underworld
We're in the Upside Down
We're in the underworld
We're in the Upside Down
Motherfucking Upside Down
Motherfucking Upside Down
What is there left to do?
Sit around, vomit and stew
No help is on the way
No hope, and no rescue
Now no one to blame but ourselves
No one to blame
Now we're in the underworld
We're in the Upside Down
We're in the underworld
We're in the Upside Down
Motherfucking Upside Down
Motherfucking Upside Down
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The lyrics to this song are the lyrics to "Animal I have Become" by Three Day's Grace. Obviously I didn't write this song.
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Rum Ticky
03:09
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Check one two, Goat Mom back at it again
New single on the brand new Al-Bem
It's called Rum Ticky, and here it is
And it goes, and it goes, and it goes a little something like this!
Your indecision rolls off of me
Just like a little passing disease
I don't have time for your pettiness
It's time for you to bear witness
And I'll be laughing
I'll be singing on your grave
And I'll be singing
Rum Ticky Ticky Rum Ticky Ticky Doo
Rum Ticky Ticky Rum Ticky Ticky Doo
Rum Ticky Ticky Rum Ticky Ticky Doo
Rum Ticky Ticky Rum Ticky Ticky Doo!
Your time is up but you won't be missed
So suck my rings while you kiss on my fist
Never been one to apologize
So sleep forever in your bed of lies
And I'll be laughing
I'll be singing on your grave
And I'll be singing
Rum Ticky Ticky Rum Ticky Ticky Doo
Rum Ticky Ticky Rum Ticky Ticky Doo
Rum Ticky Ticky Rum Ticky Ticky Doo
Rum Ticky Ticky Rum Ticky Ticky Doo!
Rum Ticky Ticky Rum Ticky Ticky Doo several hundred more times
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8. |
Tyson
01:35
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My diet is garbage, I eat like a five year old kid
It's nothing to be proud of
My intake consists of processed food, Mountain Dew Live Wire
My body is screaming for a salad and a glass of water
It's not gonna get it.
You know I really really want it
You know I really really need it
You know I want that Tyson Chicken
You know I really really want it
You know I really really need it
You know I want that Tyson Chicken
Heading for an early grave, Diabetes on its way
I keep shoveling it down, MSG by the Pound
I can't get enough of it
You know I really really want it
You know I really really need it
You know I want that Tyson Chicken
You know I really really want it
You know I really really need it
You know I want that Tyson
You know I really really want it
You know I really really need it
You know I want that Tyson Chicken
You know I really really want it
You know I really really need it
You know I want that Tyson
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9. |
Sayuri
02:20
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It's time for your fall from grace
Best laid plans blow up in your face
I won't act like I am sorry
I won't pretend
Let me paint a picture of you meeting your end
When it's finally over, I'll have your blood on my hands
Your blood on my hands
I can't wait to see your neck snap
Under the weight of what you've done
This monster that you've made me
The smoking gun
Let me paint a picture of you meeting your end
When it's finally over, I'll have your blood on my hands
Your blood on my hands
Let me paint a picture of you meeting your end
When it's finally over, I'll have your blood on my hands
Let me paint a picture of you meeting your end
When it's finally over
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The lyrics to this song are the lyrics to "Hitchin' A Ride" by Green Day. Obviously I didn't write this song.
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11. |
Fall of Spring
03:30
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Bare witness mass extinction
And there's nothing we can do to stop it
Make no mistake we're far past fucked
Make no mistake we're headed straight to hell
Staring at the ceiling for hours
Thinking 'bout all the life I've wasted
Now there's no help left
For a better future
Now there's nothing left
We're too far gone
In the fall of spring
The death of everything
And I'll be laughing
While our empire falls
Bare witness mass extinction
And we're powerless to stop it
Make no mistake we're far past fucked
Make no mistake this is the fall of spring
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*goat noise*
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