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Ca$h Cult
01:14
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Get your arse to class
you all need to be squashed into obedience. For the cash cult.
Listen up, put your blinders on and work till you drop. For the cash cult
Don't think too much it will hurt your brain. Just drink up, sit down and watch T.V.
We have provided for you at all cost, won't you go fight our wars for us.
Got a heart? Then plug it.
Got a problem? drug it out.
We've been noticing you've been getting tired but that just won't fly. In the cash cult.
Before you drop you need to have a kid for your replacement. In the cash cult.
You don't have to do much, just what your told.
So why aren't you acting grateful?
If you join us you'll have the front row seats to the extinction of all life.
Got a heart? then plug it.
Got problem? drug it.
Had a soul but now it's theirs.
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Don't Dave my Dobbyn
02:23
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Don't Dave my Dobbyn. Ok?
A skinny baker that everyone trusts.
A hairy fucker that never eats crusts.
A Frankenstein made from only one guy now has a dick where he used to an eye. Please don't make him cry.
The shit that people say has got me asking ay?
Truth and logic got the bash their looking less than ok.
The herds lids are getting filled with the myths of the day, you should've heard this guys crap that I met yesterday. Ok.
(Scary people make me weary when situations hairy, the thick eat lies like cherries and fibs get skulled like......)
Don't Simon my Bridge. Ok?
A J.W (J-Dub, Jehovahs witness) invited into your home. Yea right.
A god who knew how to answer the phone. Yea right.
A war that no one lost, a house worth half it cost, glasshouses that didn't throw stones, a stoner that couldn't pull cones, hollow drones with backs full of bones.
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Dusted
02:09
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All the seconds wasted, all the smoke blew in the air.
All the pints I've tasted living with next to no care.
So much time that I've wasted, so much I can't remember.
But then so much I haven't and so much I can.
So I guess I'll toe the line here and just do what I can.
I was waiting for the day that life felt truly underway.
But what I failed to recognize is that I've been ignoring it unfold before my eyes. Time flys.
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Sky Rodent
01:59
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Is that thing a rat or a bird? God, it sure looks ugly.
Hear it's screech cut right through the wind, you should run and hide.
That mouse looking bastards got wings. It flew down and bit me and now it's killed all of the birds, it is coming for you!
It's scouring the streets. Sky Rodent! Evil little bastard!
My mate used to have a pet dog till that winged rat ate it.
He dropped a bag of drugs as he ran and it ate them too.
Now it's flying around railed as shit and it's out for more blood.
Hear it's screech cut right through the wind and you should run and hide.
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BURG New Zealand
Pole Jerkin. J-nus, J-Hole, Joelseph. Whatever the fuck you call that thing. It's that twats poor excuse for a solo noobject. New Zealand. Long Live TMS. If this doesn't make you physically sick then check out other bands I play in. Grown Downz. Super Narco Man. ... more
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