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Inuit Monkeys lyrics

Blood

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I´m driving in my car suddenly I hear the sirenes there where this blue-red light like flashes in my eyes there where this screams like thunder in my ears- and I think to myself they become dogs when they smell blood. Ref: I can see it - it´s blood I can feel it - all is full of blood I can smell it - it´s blood I can hear it - all is full of blood I´m walking in my town - just looking around I saw their baldy heads - I hate baldy heads I can see their faces-hate against all races And I think to myself they become dogs when they smell blood. Ref. 2 X

A Beast Am I

AMON AMARTH "Surtur Rising"
Conceived was I From chaos and hate Of malice, deceit and blood And how would they know My fate is to rise Against the Asagods My being is full, full of a rage An evil that can't be tamed It darkens my soul And blackens the blood A fire that fills my veins So how Did I ever end up here? Humiliated, broken and weak I've waited For a thousand years To break these chains apart and To finally break myself free I bit the hand, off the mighty Tyr When I couldn't, tare my ties Now banished I dwell A sword in my jaw awaiting the end of time In darkness I drown Consumed by my hate Longing for revenge Allfather will pay For his deceit At the battle Of Ragnarök A beast am I So vicious and grim They fear my mean Grinning teeth I bide my time my sweet revenge Soon my ties will fall And finally I will be free So when you hear me howling You'll know that I have come for you When you hear me call your name Your life will end in nameless pain [Solo: Simon Solomon] Conceived was I From chaos and hate Of malice, deceit and blood And how would they know My fate is to rise Against the Asagods My being is full, full of a rage An evil that can't be tamed It darkens my soul And blackens the blood A fire that fills my veins A beast am I So vicious and grim They fear my mean Grinning teeth I bide my time my sweet revenge Soon my ties will fall And finally I will be! Finally break myself! Finally I will be free!

Rattlesnake

RANCID "Rancid 2000"
For weeks your falling, that's my darling Hear them calling drawing you back Sawing you in two, using me, using you What can you do Watch out Mack, here's a rat Falling off the track, fade out black Black in feedback, hit the flashback Don't you know we hate that Your a rattlesnake And your full of shit Your a rattlesnake Your a rattlesnake Fuck that shit, I don't wanna hear it You can't bare it when we blare it I hate your band, you understand You got no passion, it's all fashion Well you come you can, come come true Calm down, flames red or blue You don't know, you got no clue I see through Your a rattlesnake And your full of shit I fuckin hate you Your a rattlesnake You talk that shit about our crew, we hate you You said you know us, we don't know you You Jump on the next bandwagon What's the next fan in, I heard you braggin But you ain't shit, you get frustrated We never hesitated to call you a Charlatan Cause we hate you Your a rattlesnake And your full of shit I fuckin hate you Your a rattlesnake Your a rattlesnake And your full of shit and I hate you Your a rattlesnake

The Man Who Wrote Danny Boy

JOE JACKSON "Night Music"
It happened one night At three in the morning The devil appeared in my studio room And he said I'm your pal And I'll make you a deal Blow away your struggle And I'll take your soul for a toy After rubbing my eyes I looked all around me At the half-finished drivel I'd worked on for days And I told him my dream Was to live for all time In some perfect refrain Like the man who wrote Danny Boy And I said if you're real, then I'll ask you a question While most of us turn into ashes or dust Just you and that other guy go on forever But who writes the history And who do I trust? He gave me a wink And he said it was funny How mortals would pour all their blood, sweat and tears Onto tape, onto paper Or into the air To be lost and forgotten Outside of his kind employ Then I thought I could hear a great sound in the distance Of whiskey-soaked singing And laughter and cheers And they're saying, that song could bring tears to a glass eye So pass me the papers, I'll sign them in blood And the smell of the brimstone was turned into greasepaint And the roar of the crowd like the furies of hell And I hear the applause and I hear the bells ringing And the sound of a woman's voice from the next room Saying come to me now Come lay down beside me Whatever you're doing you're too gone to see You can't hold onto shadows, no more than to years So be glad for the pleasures We're young enough to enjoy So maybe I'm drunk Or maybe a liar Or maybe we're all living inside a dream You can say what you like When I'm gone, then you'll see I'll be down in the dark Down underground With Shakespeare and Bach And the man who wrote Danny Boy

The Best Damn Thing

AVRIL LAVIGNE "The Best Damn Thing"
Let me hear you say hey hey hey Alright Now let me hear you say hey hey ho I hate it when a guy doesn't get the door even though I told him yesterday and the day before I hate it when a guy doesn't get the tab And I have to pull my money out and that looks bad Where are the hopes, where are the dreams My Cinderella story scene When do you think they'll finally see [Chorus:] That you're not not not gonna get any better You won't won't won't you won't get rid of me never Like it or not, even though she's a lot like me We're not the same And yeah yeah yeah I'm a lot to handle You don't know trouble, I'm a hell of a scandal Me, I'm a scene, I'm a drama queen I'm the best damn thing that your eyes have ever seen Alright, alright Yeah I hate it when a guy doesn't understand Why a certain time of month I don't wanna hold his hand I hate it when they go out, and we stay in And they come home smelling like their ex girlfriends I found my hopes, I found my dreams My Cinderella story scene Now everybody's gonna see [Chorus] Give me an A (always give me what I want) Give me a V (be very very good to me) R (are you gonna treat me right) I (I can put up a fight) Give me an L (let me hear you scream loud) One, two, three, four Where are the hopes, where are the dreams My Cinderella story scene When do you think they'll finally see [Chorus] Let me hear you say hey hey hey Alright Now let me hear you say hey hey ho Hey hey hey Hey hey hey Hey hey hey I'm the best damn thing that your eyes have ever seen

I Work For The Streetcleaner

Impetigo
I work for the streetcleaner When the work day is done I bring home some organs For some late night necrophiliac fun... I clean up the toll of the highway mishap Blood and twisted steel are dnine The gore in my hands will be smeared on my love And the cadaver I carry will be mine My lover and I are pathetic Fellating the bones of the dead Fornication with the remnants of the dismembered carcasses Sodomizing the worm eaten head... We bathe in the blood of the unlucky stiffs Keep their eyes, tongues and brains in glass cases Smear our naked writhing bodies in the grue and pus Lick the rotted sinews from their mangled beaten faces We are aroused and enticed, my lover and I, By the sanguine stench of the deaceased We writhe among piles of gelatinous dead flesh And suck the hepatic tissue of the diseased I'll procure the corpses 'til my storage shelves are full I remove the fluids from your skull... Jars of preservation fluids Inhale the nauseating fumes On the wall decaying purulent corpses Putrefying in my room... I feel the clots on my face and skin The carnage of the violently expelled Masturbate with the blood of mutilated stiff Explose with carnal joy among the entrails Writhing an dwiggling in a bed full of death My inhibitions existing no more French kissing the skulls, the foetid breath Making love to the cadaverous whore We are psychotic, my lover and I Only the sick couls share our delight We take turns mounting the detestable stiff Our moans continue through out the night... The jellified skin running through my hands The joy of arousal from the dead corpses touch The necrotic thirst for unconcenable love The love a corpse cannot give too much... I'll procure the corpses 'til my storage shelves are full I remove the fluids from your skull... I work for the streetcleaner And though it's never been said It's fun to be paid To dispose of the recently dead The insane lust of the necrophile A bizarre emotion that cannot be described The thrill of violence and its horrible result Creates an urge from which our sickness derives Tonight we will indulge in forbidden delight To quench our desires, it's what we must do Beware if you drive on the highway tonight The next cadaver we fuck might be you!!!

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