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"Perverts, on your knees! For what you're about to receive It's definitely def F.Def for the Death-Deaf Undef... That's deffo for Defheads Astley's in the noose (hang loose kid) Lift the lid on the crimes he did Caught playing safe, All the same and everybody's playing it... It's a bored game, Like, laying it down-No! Nobody's saying it like this Theyy're brown-nosing, posin' pretty In shitty shit city, It's a tragedy, pure sit-comedy... So we steal, so what, We're Robin Hoods, for the good of the loosers So far, so good, The boozers, the ugly, the crazy, The perverts, the lazy... The drunks and the punks, The trouble here is that trouble never happens There's bubbles to burst Going for the prime time- So making trouble's a first, Rhythm and rhyme, partners in crime; I'm gonna get mine. CHORUS This is the law-don't argue This is the law-stop grinnin'! Make some noise-shake what you've got... Go ahead-kick a hole in the speaker This is the law, This is the law-for the ugly, U-u-ugly oh yeah! Yeah that's right kick it... Go ahead-kick a hole the speaker! Very metal riffs polluting the air, Can U dig it? Hell yeah! It's a far far better thing we do now... Can U dig it? Hell yeah! Hell yeah! Say it loud and say it proud There's no pleasure to treasure in prostitution. What's my solution? Noise pollution! CHORUS This isn't love It's just cheap entertainment, The stains on the sheet and the crap on the pavement Rearing our ugly head Say what's got to be said with a sledgehammer, No s-s-stammer... Preach to the perverts, teach and convert Rough and sleazy, loose and easy Each little excerpt, a feature of expertise Perverts can you hear me? CHORUS -----------------------------------------------------------
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If we stand here shaking much more,
We're gonna come apart, split in half You're telling me "don't want no more" 'Cause my head's up my ass, I watch my world through a glass I'm just a crazy tired shape from your past You say it's love that you need, But it's war that you've got That you want to live your life and "to have" Not "to have not" Better wise up and face my lot She loves me not Yeah, she loves me, she loves me not Yeah, she loves me, she loves me not Yeah, she loves me, she loves me not Wise up, show 'em what you've got Yeah, she loves me, she loves me not Yeah, she loves me, she loves me not Yeah, she loves me, she loves me not Wise up, show 'em what you've got I'm freakin' and you couldn't care less I got the deep down crazies Trying to get my head 'round this mess At the sound of the bell, An act you know so well You give me sixteen different flavours of hell You say it's love that you need, But it's war that you've got That you want to live your life and "to have" Not "to have not," Better wise up and face my lot; She loves me not Yeah, she loves me, she loves me not Yeah, she loves me, she loves me not Yeah, she loves me, she loves me not Wise up, show 'em what you've got Yeah, she loves me, she loves me not Yeah, she loves me, she loves me not Yeah, she loves me, she loves me not Wise up, show 'em what you've got (Wise up, sucker - see the sights Taking your ass for a ride Wise up! Wise up! Wise up!) (She loves me, she loves me, she loves me, she...) |
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Sixteen different flavours of hell Sixteen Sixteen different flavours of hell She loves me not She loves me not She loves me not She loves me not |
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I'm the boy without a soul, No hot love, no worldly goal, Inject me, inject me Cut the lights, and shut the doors Use, abuse, take me I'm yours, Inject me, inject me... I can see a blur but I just can't feel my way, Sometimes I feel I'm just not real, My head's in disarray, I've no ambition and no direction Can't face today, today; My mind's distracted by the light refracted... I drift offworld to avoid detection, Disengaged, A.W.O.L., inactive, I'm the boy without a soul, No hot love, no worldly goal, Inject me, inject me... Got to fix this empty head 'Cos life's a bitch and then you're dead, Inject me, inject me... Obscene white light, too bright, too frightening, My friend, my bed's inviting, Time's elastic and passions are plastic In the land of quicksand: the psyche fantastic I'm on top of the world, can you see that far? Ha! Ha! Look at me Ma! I can fly as high as the sky, I am sci-fi! You care to say, "Hi!"...I say bye-bye My positronic ray will blast the day away So be warned! I'm surfin' the dead zone, And keep you all at bay. In the twilight, unknown, Singin' my own imaginary songs to hum alng to. A sex goddess, all mine, to belong to... You can play it for her, you can play it for me, I'm the boy without a soul, A dream melody to resurrect me... Inject me, inject me... No hot love, no worldly goal, Cut the lights, and shut the doors, Use, abuse, take me I'm yours, Inject me, inject me... --------------------------------------------------------
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We like the music, we like the disco sound...hey!
We like the music, we like the disco sound...hey! We like the music, we like the disco sound...hey! We like the music, we like the disco sound...hey! We dig TV we dig remote control, We dig the Furry Freak Brothers and the Twilight Zone, We dig Marvel and D.C., we dig Run-DMC, We dig Renegade Soundwave and AC/DC (Can U dig it?) CHORUS Bruce Wayne auf weidersehn, Dirty Harry, "Make my day," Terminator, hit the north, Alan Moore knows the score, Riffs? Yeah! Can U dig it? Riffs? Yeah! Can U dig it? We dig Optimus Prime and not Galvetron, We dig "The Leader of the Pack" and the "Do-Run-Run", Spinderella and Bruce Lee, "The Bad and the Ugly", "V for Vendetta" and "Into the Groovy". (Can U dig it?) CHORUS We like the music, we like the disco song...hey! We like the music, we like the disco song...hey! ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By V. PANCE Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group |
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"I don't like songs, music is just organised noise...and noise is poison
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Ten to doomsday, moving fast...
Heads up! Mind that blast. No time to sleep, it's Def.Con.One. Can't get no sleep as the ticking ticks on, No time for fear, it's Def.Con.One, No time to eat but get me some [CHORUS] Big Mac, fries to go... Big Mac, fries to go... Get me Big Mac, fries to go... Get me Big Mac, get me fries to go... Watchman! We love you all... Hup! Hup! Heads up! Ground floor coming up... How sick is Dick? How gone is Ron? How sick is Dick? How gone is Ron? What's the time? It's Def.Con.One... Say, what's the time? Just get me some CHORUS Goodbye city, hello moon, Hands up! Vote Dr. Doom! "You know it makes sense"... It's Def.Con.One, hey! What's occurring? What goes on? "It's the only choice..." So get me some [CHORUS] |
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OK everybody, we're the hi-tech gurus, TV and video, here to go-go, All the rage, always on the front page news, On Radio PWEI, turn it on and turn it up high, And if you don't like the Poppies that's your hard luck... Like a ten truck, don't give a fuck, It's finger-licking finger-clicking, We cut and strut with military precision, All cards are marked; unanimous decision! Squeal like an eel, squirm like a worm, My mike sounds nice and the beatbox ticking, We're hot getting hotter...making ears burn! CHORUS Talking! What? Talking! Huh? Talking to you! We can rap we can sing a thing or two for you. The sky is the limit, the limit is the sky, We'll talk of anything , everything if you want, thing, Why? PWE...I Say don't worry, no hurry to fret, No jest, the best is yet to come And some are just dumb when they say it's no fun... They gotta learn, we're seriously delirious, the force is here with us... We ain't joking, we're just poking fun At those poking guns up each others asses At each and every turn. Rock so hard there's no time to roll When the Poppies are on patrol, on patrol, on patrol, CHORUS One-two check hi-tech in stereo, quadro, Anyway you go but loose, one-oh-oh-one uses, We got the juice to bruise the fuses The volume in this room is much too groomed, We need a big bad boom! Noise K.O.! Disco inferno! Hey ho...yo! Let's go! Gonna rock the show, blow the speakers, see them glow, So now you know it's not what you do, But the way that you do it, The speakers you blew but the way that you blew it, PWEI always knew it, Did it? We're through with it, hit it! We'll teach them all this song, it won't take long... -------------------------------------------------------------
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The day regurgitates at 6 PM on TV news, The fools, the clowns, end of the decade blues... The walls are crumbling, But fate can wait, the time has come to get my due... CHORUS The fear should have a hold on me Scratch like a vampire, Satellite ecstatica, Screaming like a maniac: Heading for a heart attack! The door flies wide, a crunching blow hits from behind, Leisure Inc. fantasia, bite like a vampire, I'm wet with sweat and handcuffed to the TV set... She smiles the smile of someone in complete control, I'm on my knees and begging her for mercy...please! CHORUS Leisure Inc. fantasia, Bite like a vampire, Her mischief is stirring, She's purring like a pussycat, She feeds me in 3-D, we sync rhythmic intensity. The air is damp as her hot breath is steaming out, I'll die in here, here thighs shut tight around my ears. My teeth are clenched, CHORUS The room spins round and then gets drenched. I'm through, destroyed. I spent it all, she looks annoyed, She slaps my face, I clear up so there is no trace And back I drift, to bedsit bliss, late TV shift It's got a hold on me Satellite. ------------------------------------------------------------
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An alcohol whore is what I was before, Low-life day's ereased in a purple haze, Maybe, just a craze, a phase we were going through Sobriety's deserted me once again, (Between you and me...the habit continues) Surrender to the bender and no saying, "When." Chewing on a bottle of ignorant bliss And needs must at times like this CHORUS Cardboard cut-out lying on the floor, Glass jaw, alcohol whore I've felt worse but I've felt better, Lame brain's drunk again... Stupid dumb-dumb cold plumb insane. (It makes me feel so bad-but so nice) A human see-saw to the letter So bad and so nice! That old devil gravity's having it's way with me, A high-tide suicide, a death ride; Bringing me down, surrounding me with misery. Confidence crumbling, can't talk, Cut and dried...Inisde I can't hide though I've tried. Get straight, got to decontaminate before it's too late. I'm mumbling to myself. I'm stumbling for the top shelf, CHORUS ----------------------------------------------------------------- -+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+ Eric Wincentsen 267@ef.gc.maricopa.edu Glendale Community College, Glendale, Arizona "Give me ten wheels for Jesus!" +-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+- -Elvis Hitler
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If we stand here shaking much more,
We're gonna come apart, split in half You're telling me "don't want no more" 'Cause my head's up my ass, I watch my world through a glass I'm just a crazy tired shape from your past You say it's love that you need, But it's war that you've got That you want to live your life and "to have" Not "to have not" Better wise up and face my lot She loves me not Yeah, she loves me, she loves me not Yeah, she loves me, she loves me not Yeah, she loves me, she loves me not Wise up, show 'em what you've got Yeah, she loves me, she loves me not Yeah, she loves me, she loves me not Yeah, she loves me, she loves me not Wise up, show 'em what you've got I'm freakin' and you couldn't care less I got the deep down crazies Trying to get my head 'round this mess At the sound of the bell, An act you know so well You give me sixteen different flavours of hell You say it's love that you need, But it's war that you've got That you want to live your life and "to have" Not "to have not," Better wise up and face my lot; She loves me not Yeah, she loves me, she loves me not Yeah, she loves me, she loves me not Yeah, she loves me, she loves me not Wise up, show 'em what you've got Yeah, she loves me, she loves me not Yeah, she loves me, she loves me not Yeah, she loves me, she loves me not Wise up, show 'em what you've got (Wise up, sucker - see the sights Taking your ass for a ride Wise up! Wise up! Wise up!) (She loves me, she loves me, she loves me, she...) |
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