Archive for April, 2008

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Ghost Car

April 19, 2008

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DP – Spit it Out!

April 15, 2008

Did you never gave a damn in the first place,
Maybe it’s time you had the tables turned
‘Cause in the interest of all involved I got the problem solved
And the verdict is guilty…

…MAN NEARLY KILLED ME
Steppin’ where you fear to tread
Stop, drop and roll
You were dead from the git-go!
Big motherfucker, stupid cocksucker
If you’re scared of me now? Then you’re dumber than I thought
Always is, and never was
Foundation made of piss and vinegar

Step up to me, I’ll smear ya
Think I fear ya? Bullshit!
Just another dumb punk chompin’ at this tit
Is there any way to break through the noise?
Was it something that I said that got you bent?
It’s gotta be that way if you want it
Sanity, literal profanity hit me!

Spit it out
All you wanna do is drag me down
All I wanna do is stamp you out
Spit it out
All you wanna do is drag me down
All I wanna do is stamp you out

Maybe it’s the way you gotta spread a lotta rumor fodder
Keepin’ all your little spies and leaving when you realize
Step up, fairy
I guess it’s time to bury your ass with the chrome
Straight to the dome
You heard me right, bitch, I didn’t stutter
And if you know what’s good, just shut up and beg, brother
Backstab – don’t you know who you’re dissin’?
Side swipe, we know the Ass that your kissin’
Bigity-biggidy bitch boy, halfway hauser
Don’t hear shit cuz I keep gettin’ louder
Come on, and get a face full ‘o tatic
Lipping off hard, going home in a basket
You got no pull, no power, no nothin
Now you start shit?
Well, ain’t that something?
Payoffs don’t protect, and you can hide if you want
But I’ll find you, comin’ up behind you!

Spit it out
All you wanna do is drag me down
All I wanna do is stamp you out
Spit it out
All you wanna do is drag me down
All I wanna do is stamp you out

‘Bout time I set this record straight
Cuz all the needlenose punchin’ is making me irate
Sick o’ my bitchin’ fallin’ on deaf ears
Where you gonna be in the next five years?
The crew and all the fools, and all the politix
Get your lips ready, gonna gag, gonna make you sick
You got dick when they passed out the good stuff
BAM!
Are you sick of me?
Good enough, had enough!

Fuck me! I’m all out of enemies!
Fuck me! I’m all out of enemies!
Fuck me! I’m all out of enemies!
Fuck me! I’m all out of enemies!
Fuck me! I’m all out of enemies!
Fuck me! I’m all out of enemies!
Fuck me! I’m all out of enemies!
Fuck me! I’m all out of enemies!

Spit it out
All you wanna do is drag me down
All I wanna do is stamp you out
Spit it out
All you wanna do is drag me down
All I wanna do is stamp you out

Spit! Spit! Spit! Spit!
Spit… it out!

 

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Harley T-shirt Boys

April 11, 2008

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St. Anger

April 8, 2008

Saint Anger ’round my neck
Saint Anger ’round my neck
He never gets respect
Saint Anger ’round my neck

(You flush it out, you flush it out)
Saint Anger ’round my neck
(You flush it out, you flush it out)
He never gets respect
(You flush it out, you flush it out)
Saint Anger ’round my neck
(You flush it out, you flush it out)
He never gets respect

Fuck it all and no regrets,
I hit the lights on these dark sets.
I need a voice to let myself
To let myself go free.
Fuck it all and fuckin’ no regrets,

I hit the lights on these dark sets.
Put down your noose, I’ll hang myself.
Saint Anger ’round my neck

I feel my world shake
Like an earthquake
Hard to see clear
Is it me? Is it fear?

I’m madly in anger with you
I’m madly in anger with you

Saint Anger ’round my neck
Saint Anger ’round my neck
He never gets respect
Saint Anger ’round my neck

(You flush it out, you flush it out)
Saint Anger ’round my neck
(You flush it out, you flush it out)
He never gets respect
(You flush it out, you flush it out)
Saint Anger ’round my neck
(You flush it out, you flush it out)
He never gets respect

(oohh)

Fuck it all and no regrets,
I hit the lights on these dark sets.
I need a voice to let myself
To let myself go free.
Fuck it all and fuckin’ no regrets,

I hit the lights on these dark sets.
Put down your noose, I’ll hang myself.
Saint Anger ’round my neck

I feel my world shake
Like an earthquake
Hard to see clear
Is it me? Is it fear?

I’m madly in anger with you
I’m madly in anger with you
I’m madly in anger with you
I’m madly in anger with you

And I want my anger to be healthy
And I want my anger just for me
And I need my anger not to control
Yeah, and I want my anger to be me

And I need to set my anger free
And I need to set my anger free

SET IT FREE!

Fuck it all and no regrets,
I hit the lights on these dark sets.
I need a voice to let myself
To let myself go free.
Fuck it all and fuckin’ no regrets,

I hit the lights on these dark sets.
Put down your noose, I’ll hang myself.
Saint Anger ’round my neck

I feel my world shake
Like an earthquake
Hard to see clear
Is it me? Is it fear?

I’m madly in anger with you
I’m madly in anger with you
I’m madly in anger with you
I’m madly in anger with you