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H-BOMB In the next sixty seconds your life before your eye The blinding white light screams through the sky D is for death and it's D-Day today Apocalypse now with no time to pray H-Bomb The survivors are the rich with the power Zero for the victims who died within an hour All they care about is their fucking profit Let's start another war and make some money off it In the dawn the generals will have their feast Bar-b-qued bodies with the smell of victory Gorging on the flesh hiding in their shelter Toasting with innocents blood inventor of the modern TOMORROW We are young are we free? And what is our legacy A world that is full of pain With many lives to sustain What we want is our future now Before it is too late Tomorrow is too late We are young we are free And what is our philosophy A world that has no disdain Where nobody dies in vain LIVING DEAD Try to tell me hardcore's dead But I didn't listen to what they said This is the way I've always been I didn't join just because it was in We are the living dead Dead No! We're not dead yet! I hate you trendy traitors Cause I am the instigator You better listen to what I say This is the way I want to stay I like leather, dress in black I know that it's coming back Listen to what the new prophets said We are you cause we're living dead INTERNATIONAL BLACKLIST All across the world The youth are on fire with burning brain Can't you see what's going down Cause it's insane Yeah we're gonna be coming at you Like a subway train While your world crumbles up in smoke And goes down the drain International blacklist Liberty freedom and justice Yes we've made our choice Of what we're gonna do What we want is our future right now And we're gonna choose We won't listen to what they say That we're born to lose And I ain't just some malcontent Who's singing the blues REPRESSION The repression of our aggression Leads to depression with bowed submission Repression, depression The evolution of a revelled revolution To stop prostitution of a false constitution With no direction for the insurrection Of the human resurrection it's our volition EAT THE RICH Helter skelter time again Hungry ones are in the machine Fat pig world gonna fall down in flames They created an animal that eats its young Eat the rich You and me in the belly of the beast A growing cancer of freedom and speech Spreading faster for there is no cure Devouring all of the precious and pure U.X.B. Just like clockwork my mind was starting to rot I can't think clearly my nerves are fucking shot Per pressure cooking up my personality No release valve for the steam of the city I am like an unexploded bomb Fuse in my brain is burning away I might just explode on someone today Hands are shaking my vision's not clear My will is starved from living in fear FIRE IN THE SKY Don't look up there's a fire in the sky A fire in the sky that'll burn out your eye Star wars technology overhead Making damn sure that we'll all be dead Fire in the sky burning out your eye Fire in the sky time to realize Missles going up and men going down Down below where it's safe underground They don't give us none of their respect Get down on your knees it's time to genuflect ANIMAL REFLEX Two million years of human evolution Where has it got us wher ewill it lead us to now Or will we fall out of the cave into the city Smell of blood permeates confusion Animal reflex It's in us all it's in our blood It's in our body we are insane See the animal trapped in a cage WIth electrodes shoved into its head A living dead Live vivisection scientific answers For the reason of civilization |
P.C.P. Not much cash nothing to do tonight Wanna get smashed and be out for days Horse tranquilizer's gonna do me right Cause I got an itch and I wanna be an animal P.C.P. O.D.'d me Time is slow I can't see through the haze Wanna be strong ain't nothin' gonna stop me Seconds that pass seem like days Cause I got an itch and I wanna be an animal Wandering around in my trance When I fall down is when I dance In the dead end sixties it was L.S.D. But now for thhe future it's P.C.P. ANGELS OF DEATH Walking down the street And they always ask my name Without I.D. boy And you just can't play the game Angels of death Well they always tried to teach me All their golden rules Don't believe the rules Cause they're all for fucking fools HATE GENERATION Look at the world the masters have left us We are the heirs to this mess Feel my distress hear my distress This is the hate generation Look at the world the wasters have left us Raped it and stripped of everything Fucking obscene, nightmare dream SPIRIT OF YOUTH Turn of the century We were slaves in a factory In a smoke-filled city scape The youth of today Are in the same way And they just want to escape That's the spirit of youth Being ground down to live underground By a fossilized generation We'll only come up for air When the trees are bare From life's lessation So let's go We'll show them what we can do Anything anytime anywhere Let's go Anyhow anyway DIRECT ACTION You want change but you just sit around But that don't stop those fucking clowns Spray paint the walls but don't show your face Underground beats the human rat race They say the pen is mighter that the sword But that never reaches the house of lords Drastic causes need drastic measures When the vice of authority increases its pressures Direct Action Irate Faction Yes our means will justify the end A will united will not bend Foundation destroyed and towers will fall Building a new future for one and all TRAPPED IN A WORLD Brought into this world with a violent slap Thats the first key to the spring of the trap T.V. eyed me for remote contrl But life's not a dope opera show Trapped in a world That I never made Trapped in a world And it's my grave Media blitz gives a numbing zap That's the second key to the spring of the trap Apathy is a social disease Now it's on your feet or on your knees Shrinks think your brain is a road map That's the third key to the spring of the trap Technology advances but their minds remain the same 18th century rules for a 21st century game |