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I die. Repair me. Do not retaliate.
I went out to the bar and the drinks started to pour.
I drank and drank and drank and then I drank and drank some more.
When the shots came out I threw them back real quick.
By the time I stumbled home I started to feel sick.
I tried to go to sleep but the room started to spin.
I puked and puked and puked and then I puked and puked again.
I woke up the next morning, laying on the tile.
My head it pounded, stomach sore from puking up green bile.
It was the day the Earth stood still. Klaatu barada nikto.
I’m nauseous and I’m shaking. There’s a throbbing in my head.
I need a drink of water but I can’t get out of bed.
Covers pulled over my face. I cannot stand the light.
I feel so bad I want to die. I’ll never be alright.
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Year of the Shark
04:07
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We’re all little fish and we try to swim along.
But there’s chum in the water, and everything is going down.
The sharks they smile so big, but you can’t trust a shark.
They smell the blood, and they just eat and kill.
We try to stay afloat. We’re gonna need a bigger boat.
Smile you son of a bitch.
There’s a new sheriff in town and Brody’s gonna bring you down.
He’ll blow the teeth right out of your mouth.
Just keep swimming. Keep swimming until you drown.
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Never Forget Pluto
06:04
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9th from the Sun. Planet X. Underworld king star.
Blasting off from outer space. We’ve come to rearrange your face.
Bill Nye the Science Guy, you fucked up and now you die. We won’t stand for this disgrace.
Never forget Pluto.
Do you think you own the planets? Do you think you own the language?
Do you think you own the words? We’re gonna use them how we want. We’re gonna take them back.
Pluto, our frozen home in outer space, we weep for Thee.
Untold centuries ago your Planet Earth was ruled by a terrible elder race of Great Old Ones until the Mi-Go, crustacean fungus from Planet Pluto, drove them forever into the sea, heralding the rise of mankind. And how do you repay us? Your petty scientists classify Pluto not as a mighty planet, but a dwarf planetoid. Such an insult shall not stand.
We look to the sky. We won’t let it go. Never. Never forget Pluto.
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Atom Age Vampires
04:35
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Beauty isn’t everything. In fact it isn’t anything. OK. Maybe it’s something, but is surely can’t be everything.
Atom age vampires. We’ve got power because we suck.
Nobody likes you. That’s why we like you. Come with us. Don’t worry about it.
You look dirty and obscene. They look just like the magazines. And when they treat you like scum who’s more fucked up, us or them?
We suck.
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Our Love Will Never Die
04:41
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Don’t try to hide baby. I’m coming to get you. You can try to get away, but I’ll never let you.
I’m gonna lock you up and try not to forget you. I’m gonna cut you up, and then I’m gonna dissect you.
Oh, our love won’t die when you’re in formaldehyde. Don’t scream and cry baby. You know I couldn’t neglect you. Our love will never die. I’ll resurrect you.
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SoBoA
06:55
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We are faceless and we are legion. Towers to the sky built by those we made so helpless.
We forgot our roots and turned our back on those who made us.
We turn on the machine and wipe away all our responsibility.
We can help but we don’t. Because we can’t. Because we won’t. SoBoA.
Burn. We burn. Burn your bridges, burn your lands. Scraped up, blistered, bleeding hands. We Burn.
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Crab Action Harrisonburg, Virginia
Everybody's favorite corpse paint rockin' party band! Spaceage hardcore from the Planet Pluto
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