1. |
Aircraft Boneyard
04:31
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I'm flying high
And you send your missiles
Thier only command
Is to tare me into pieces
Lock-on and destroy
And destroy
They'll give you wings
But they'll bring you down
They'll bring you down
When I'm in the sky
You order to torment me
There's no escape
I'm going kamikaze
Big crash and explode
And explode
They'll teach you skills
But they'll bring you down
They'll bring you down
My parachute has a big hole
I must be heading for a free fall
This Junk, in the field
Is rusted, and can't get up again
They'll give you wings
But they'll bring you down
They'll bring you down
They'll give you nothing
But they'll bring you down
They'll bring you down
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2. |
Scratch
02:47
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Capture them, order to slay
Don't leave a mark, don't turn away
Put them down, to smell the dirt
Grind the steel, reveal the scratch
Brother come, get off the tiles
Resistence on the rise
We are few, but we don't care
Here them shout "authority beware!"
Young blood is steaming
And the pepole seem to accept
The easy way - the ignorence!
Nowadays the role model
Is an elegant rutned man
Wanking his way to the band
Brother come, get off the tiles
Resistence on the rise
We are few, but we don't care
Here them shout "authority beware!"
Brother come, get off the tiles
Resistence on the rise
We are few, but we don't care
Here them shout "authority!"
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3. |
Torch Torture
03:57
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Leader of nothing
Infect no leader at all
The followers are fading and the money rolls
Trying to equal
With the common man
A platform without a plan
No more to torch torture
No more to false reformers
No more to useless pigs
You must admit, you have no clue
Now douse it out
A pretentious smile
On the TV screen
Break his teeth in the boxing ring
Father would be proud
And the crowd will cheer
When nothing could ever save your career
No more to torch torture
No more to false reformers
No more to useless pigs
You must admit, you have no clue
Now douse it out
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4. |
Jeronimo
03:47
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Target is insight
Runnin' away to it's refuge
I know how it is to be hunted
By the ones I aim
The impulse the flee
is a scortch to achieve
Already burned
After all the cards have turned
And now they're coming after you
So discolor your trail
You'll be standing in line, into the deep mine
And be pushed, one by one
Climbing up on the ledder
Down my thoughts
Up my intents
Watch out from the Helicopter's blades
The more I get higher
My mind's getting clearer
And I defy to all you've done
So now I gaze down to earth
Take a leap
And scream the name of "Jeronimo"
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5. |
Stabbing Sound
02:57
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With your head down to the sink
Hoping that the shame won't stink
A usual way to fill the thrill
You went out there for a while
With your mojo-masking style
And in the end you pay the price
And I, I won't help you overcome
I would stand and watch you drown
Into a stabbing sound
And I, I won't help you overcome
I would stand and watch you drown
Into a stabbing sound
Everyday it's all the same
Chasing after a rapid fame
To stuff her empty hole
Tell me now, can you recall
When you cried tears of alcohol
Does it matter much, at all?
And I, I won't help you overcome
I would stand and watch you drown
Into a stabbing sound
And I, I won't help you overcome
'Cause I would stand and watch you drown
Into a stabbing sound
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6. |
Zero Kills
04:25
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Please stay away
Don't come and pray
For comfrots, will ya?
'Cause in need of help
You'd take a step
And run-off, would ya?
When it's breaking down
You choose to frown
And supply them no sway
No common sense
Just self-defense
For a clean getaway
And you feel OK
You choke your men
With both bare hands
Just cope it, can ya?
Who's fault is that
You fear and sweat
All over, don't ya?
Oh, you are accused
Of your misuse
In others blind care
And it's thier task
To get you asked
On the guilty chair
Do you feel OK?
How can you feel OK?
Do you feel OK? (for god's sake)
"...I despise your masquerade, your dishonest ways you pose yourself... yourself and your whole fucking family..."
"...Senator... we're both part of the same hypocrisy..."
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