 |
|
3:53 | 
|
||
| from Ministry - Relapse (2012) | |||||
|
|
5:36 |
|
||
| from Ministry - Relapse (2012) | |||||
|
|
4:06 |
|
||
| from Ministry - Relapse (2012) | |||||
|
|
4:35 |
|
||
| from Ministry - Relapse (2012) | |||||
|
|
7:40 |
|
||
| from Ministry - Relapse (2012) | |||||
|
|
3:56 |
|
||
| from Ministry - Relapse (2012) | |||||
|
|
3:54 |
|
||
| from Ministry - Relapse (2012) | |||||
|
|
5:49 |
|
||
| from Ministry - Relapse (2012) | |||||
|
|
4:52 |
|
||
| from Ministry - Relapse (2012) | |||||
|
|
5:42 |
|
||
| from Ministry - Relapse (2012) | |||||
 |
|
4:06 |
|
||
| from Ministry - Double Tap [single] (2012) | |||||
|
|
4:51 |
|
||
| from Ministry - Double Tap [single] (2012) | |||||
|
|
5:52 |
|
||
| from Ministry - Double Tap [single] (2012) | |||||
 |
|
3:54 |
|
||
| from Ministry - 99% [single] (2011) | |||||
 |
|
4:21 |
|
||
| from Ministry - Thunderstruck (Made Famous By AC/DC) [single] (2010) | |||||
 |
|
5:51 | 
|
||
|
from Ministry - Early Trax (2006)
Well I'm hiding my eyes from the morning sun
And I keep on working till the work is all done But a voice in my head keeps ticking away As the sweat's hosed down from yet another day Well he works hard And he lives hard And he breaks his back without nothing to gain While the boss man sits around and drinks champagne All day (you work and you work and you work and) In life, there's just one transition All day (you work and you work and you work and) In life, there's just one decision Well I'm peeling the blisters off my working hand Is that what it takes to make you understand? That it's something you read, not something you meant To be slaving away without a shred of integrity He worked hard And he lived hard And he broke his back without nothing to say While the man in control was just laughing away All day (you work and you work and you work and) In life, there's just one transition All day (you work and you work and you work and) In life, there's just one decision Was it something you read? Was it something you meant? Was it something you said? Or was it heaven sent? All day (you work and you work and you work and) In life, there's just one transition All day (you work and you work and you work and) In life, there's just one decision |
|||||
|
|
6:34 |
|
||
|
from Ministry - Early Trax (2006)
well i'm hiding my eyes from the morning sun
and i keep on working till the work is all done but a voice in my head keeps ticking away as the sweat's hosed down from yet another day well he works hard and he lives hard and he breaks his back without nothing to gain while the boss man sits around and drinks champagne all day (you work and you work and you work and) in life, there's just one transition all day (you work and you work and you work and) in life, there's just one decision well i'm peeling the blisters off my working hand is that what it takes to make you understand? that it's something you read, not something you meant to be slaving away without a shred of integrity he worked hard and he lived hard and he broke his back without nothing to say while the man in control was just laughing away all day (you work and you work and you work and) in life, there's just one transition all day (you work and you work and you work and) in life, there's just one decision was it something you read? was it something you meant? was it something you said? or was it heaven sent? all day (you work and you work and you work and) in life, there's just one transition all day (you work and you work and you work and) in life, there's just one decision |
|||||
|
|
6:37 |
|
||
|
from Ministry - Early Trax (2006)
Well, I live with snakes and lizards
And other things that go bump in the night 'Cause to me, every day is Halloween I have given up hiding and started to fight I have started to fight - well, any time Any place, anywhere that I go All the people seem to stop and stare, they say "Why are you dressed like it's Halloween? You look so absurd, you look so obscene" Oh, why can't I live a life for me? Why should I take the abuse that's served? Why can't they see they're just like me It's the same, it's the same in the whole wide world Well, I let their teeny minds think That they're dealing with someone who is over the brink And I dress this way just to keep them at bay 'Cause Halloween is every day, it's every day, oh Why can't I live a life for me? Why should I take the abuse that's served? Why can't they see they're just like me It's the same, it's the same in the whole wide world Oh, why can't I live a life for me? Why should I take the abuse that's served? Why can't they see they're just like me? I'm not the one that's so absurd, why hide it? Why fight it? Hurt feelings, best to stop feeling Hurt from denials, reprisals, it's the same It's the same in the whole wide world |
|||||
|
|
10:24 |
|
||
| from Ministry - Early Trax (2006) | |||||
|
|
3:55 |
|
||
|
from Ministry - Early Trax (2006)
I know someone who thinks he's right
He can't stand it, he wants me to fight Bible in one hand, ready to strike Burning those records by candlelight He's angry Out of his head Stop this music before we're all dead Full of rage Out of his mind Our youth culture is on the decline Sex and drugs are taking their toll Leading us closer to losing control Well you know and I know that ain't right Some of these people are really uptight I know someone who thinks I'm wrong Telling me I can't sing my song Singing and singing 'til the break of dawn You tell me if I'm doing this wrong |
|||||
|
|
4:25 |
|
||
|
from Ministry - Early Trax (2006)
I'm Falling
first last night we're riding home with friends in a big blue car for this man fed us rubbish as if it were caviar we told him; 'sir, please go away! we're innocent of crimes!' he hit me with his black nightstick and all I heard were cries I'm falling I asked her for a date one night she thought it'd be a laugh I'd take her to a restaurant and then up to her pad I waited at my house that night for her phone call to come she'd gone off with a ruffian and he came by with a gun I'm falling I'm falling yes I'm falling |
|||||
|
|
4:04 |
|
||
|
from Ministry - Early Trax (2006)
I'm Falling
first last night we're riding home with friends in a big blue car for this man fed us rubbish as if it were caviar we told him; 'sir, please go away! we're innocent of crimes!' he hit me with his black nightstick and all I heard were cries I'm falling I asked her for a date one night she thought it'd be a laugh I'd take her to a restaurant and then up to her pad I waited at my house that night for her phone call to come she'd gone off with a ruffian and he came by with a gun I'm falling I'm falling yes I'm falling |
|||||
|
|
5:07 |
|
||
|
from Ministry - Early Trax (2006)
Give up, give up....
Here we go another civil rights song Got it all wrong, doesn't do nothing Sing, sing, singing until my face is blue But what do you do? Don't do nothing Uh oh, take a step, move in the right direction Uh oh, take a look, make a move for civilization Here we go in a brand new year What do I hear, but the same street talking Cuz black and whitey are having a fight Over who is right, and the time is near for Here we go again talking 'bout race It's the same newspaper with the same old space Standing for something that you don't really know If we don't work it out, we're all gonna go One more time, so hear me through Talking 'bout me, we're talking 'bout you So, one more time just to get it right You better get moving, for we start tonight |
|||||
|
|
7:04 |
|
||
| from Ministry - Early Trax (2006) | |||||
|
|
6:44 |
|
||
| from Ministry - Early Trax (2006) | |||||
|
|
8:09 |
|
||
| from Ministry - Early Trax (2006) | |||||
|
|
4:34 |
|
||
|
from Ministry - Early Trax (2006)
He left his house; he should have stayed
He went to work so he'd get paid So he'd afford his brand new maid Other things that make life great He hopped a bus and then a train Few more stops he'd have it made But something happened on this day That put this man into his grave The train broke down he took a cab He told the man to make it fast They ran into a concrete slab Then cries and screams for many times He left the cab, walked down the street There a person he did meet Who thought his gun was pretty neat And wanted to see someone bleed Stumbling on for two more blocks His body was in total shock Punch in time was eight o'clock He's hours late, so he'd be docked Twenty feet from where he worked He fell upon some teenage jerks They took his cash then went berzerk And killed the poor old office clerk He should have stayed home He should have stayed home He should have stayed home (repeat) |
|||||
 |
|
- |
|
||
| from Ministry - Twitched (2006) | |||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Ministry - Twitched (2006) | |||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Ministry - Twitched (2006) | |||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Ministry - Twitched (2006) | |||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Ministry - Twitched (2006) | |||||
|
|
- |
|
||
|
from Ministry - Twitched (2006)
standing on corners
and begging for quarters for what? for you! (and you) busting my head cos that's what you said for all of us -- fuck you! just like you! people are happy when they're not so trapped by someone just like you! (and you) many more years of nothing but fear of anything you do! 1980's was run by a person who's crazy -- like you! (and you) the 1990's will be unkindly, exactly like you! (and you) just like you! (and you) you! when one dictator is the same as the leader -- just like you! (and you) we work, we survive just like you! (and you) we work, we twitch you! (and you) just like you! |
|||||
|
|
- |
|
||
|
from Ministry - Twitched (2006)
big size, small size
any size, round and round we need, we take burn it all to the ground started over and learned to walk we teach you how to talk please try and understand we're helping all mankind we use them a while then it's over the shoulder we use them a while then it's over the shoulder we are serious o, serious dollar here, dollar there dollars flying everywhere we're only here to please stop the killing, trust me we'll only be a while big while, big big smile we use them a while then it's over the shoulder we use them a while then it's over the shoulder we have in our hands every woman and every man things are gonna go far down a real big fast car and what you see is what you get keep 'em hungry, you bet you need security to keep you from the enemy we use them a while then it's over the shoulder we use them a while then it's over the shoulder |
|||||
|
|
- |
|
||
|
from Ministry - Twitched (2006)
big size, small size
any size, round and round we need, we take burn it all to the ground started over and learned to walk we teach you how to talk please try and understand we're helping all mankind we use them a while then it's over the shoulder we use them a while then it's over the shoulder we are serious o, serious dollar here, dollar there dollars flying everywhere we're only here to please stop the killing, trust me we'll only be a while big while, big big smile we use them a while then it's over the shoulder we use them a while then it's over the shoulder we have in our hands every woman and every man things are gonna go far down a real big fast car and what you see is what you get keep 'em hungry, you bet you need security to keep you from the enemy we use them a while then it's over the shoulder we use them a while then it's over the shoulder |
|||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Ministry - Twitched (2006) | |||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Ministry - Twitched (2006) | |||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Ministry - Twitched (2006) | |||||
|
|
- |
|
||
|
from Ministry - Twitched (2006)
standing round the table
spinning fables and signing autographs can't you hear them laugh ha ha ha ha ha in their secrecies they plan their strategies it's called hypocrisy and we believe mornings they tell me everything that i need to know or i care to know well i can visualize the look in your eyes the horror as the plane goes down and the siren sounds we can't believe we can't believe in the east where the bear is dancing in the west where the eagle flies in the middle we stand our ground the forces pull us down down down tensions on both sides we're paralyzed and victimized we're terrified and petrified demoralized and mortified of genocide and suicide and patricide and cyanide we're pacified by every side force-fed pride and then we die for them we die for them in the east where the bear is dancing in the west where the eagle flies in the middle we stand our ground the forces pull us down down down we believe |
|||||
 |
|
4:36 |
|
||
|
from Ministry - Rantology (2005)
Drunk skinhead with an attitude
Doing circles like a shark with his food If someone tries to turn the other cheek He disappears in a yellow streak Animosity! The only world I know is drowning in rage I'm underwater from my dreams to the stage And any language that you learn to speak Love is listed and defined as weak Animosity! Animosity and common hate Feeds the hungry on an empty plate A bitter taste and the promise of pain Fills you up while the soul is drained! Animosity! Animositisomina (repeat) |
|||||
|
|
5:25 |
|
||
|
from Ministry - Rantology (2005)
What's lies?
Full moon and thoughts collide We look for answers in those catatonic, dying blood-shot eyes We ask if vermin are the ones that already learned Those aren't tears, They're just bad bad blood! Just bad bad blood! What lies? No big surprise. We get our clues from the ones who thought up they will conquer us Are we too fucked to say the end is here too much? We're in denial with bad blood Do you remember the strain? Do you remember the pain? Do you remember who caused all the blame? Bad Blood! Do you remember me? Do you remember us? Do you surrender your dreams or your trust? Bad Bad Blood! What lies? He's finally come alive Out of these mediocre plentiful things all the time A steady stream of madness conscious to a flood The clock is ticking for Bad Blood Do you remember the strain? Do you remember the pain? Do you remember who caused all the blame? Bad Blood! Do you remember me? Do you remember us? Do you surrender your dreams or your trust? Bad Bad Blood! Submitted by a polar bear :P |
|||||
|
|
6:35 |
|
||
|
from Ministry - Rantology (2005)
How did I make this choice?
Filling my heart up with rage. No one can hear my voice. The deafening shame. I lay my life on the line. I lost my soul to Bloodlines! How can you live this way? That's a good question. I'm walking between the pain Without redemption. I lay my life on the line. I lost my soul to Bloodlines! What is it like to be hated Inside a world with no control over time? What is it like to be created Inside a world where life is a crime? I lay my life on the line. I lost my soul to Bloodlines! I lay my life on the line. I lost my soul to Bloodlines! |
|||||
|
|
5:53 |
|
||
|
from Ministry - Rantology (2005)
soon i discovered that this rock thing was true
jerry lee lewis was the devil jesus was an architect previous to his career as a prophet all of a sudden, i found myself in love with the world so there was only one thing that i could do was ding a ding dang my dang a long ling long ding dang a dong bong bing bong ticky ticky thought of a gun everytime i try to do it all now baby am i on the run why why why why why baby if it's so evil then? give me my time, with all my power give it to me all again (wow) ding a ding a dang a dong dong ding dong every where i go everytime you tell me baby when i settle down got to get me a trailer park and hold my world around why why why why? ding ding donga dong dong ding dong dingy dingy son of a gun half my time i tell you baby never am I all for sure why why why why why baby sicky sicky from within everytime I stick my finger on in ya you're a wild wild little town bitch now how 'bout ding a dang dong dong dong ling long dingy a dingy dong a down everytime you tell me baby when i settle down got to get me a trailer park and hold my world around why why why why? in my dang a ding a ding a ding dong a sticky sticky son of a gun ding a danga danga dong dong ding dong why why never know why why wack a dong a dang ding dong then you take it on the bill ding dang dong don't dong whoa! i wanna love ya! why why why, why why darling do you do you tell me to play? half the time I talk about it all now baby you know what I'm talkin' about I said why why why it'll ticky ticky ticky ticky son of a gun ding ding dong a bong bong bing bong ticky ticky thought of a gun bing bing bang a bang a bang bing bong bing a bing bang a bong binga bing a bang a bong bong bing bong bing banga bong bing bing bang a bong bong bing bing binga binga banga bong bing bing bang a bang bang bing bong aarrrhhhh... ding dang a dang bong bing bong ticky ticky thought of a gun everytime I try to do it all now baby am I on the run why why why it'll ticky ticky ticky ticky ticky ticky dawn of a gun bing bing bang a bong a bong bing bang a ticky ticky thought of a gun bing bip bip a bop bop boom bam ticky ticky through the day if you got a doubt 'bout baby the memory is on the bed why why why why why darlin' uh it don't know when my time is on might tell me never do it on his own if my time was all as is yours make me burn a wish when my time with you is brutish no I'll never not ever why why why why why why baby heavy hell alone and it's here it's this thunder the thunder oh thunder oh! jesus built my car it's a love affair mainly jesus and my hot rod yeah, fuck it |
|||||
|
|
5:06 |
|
||
|
from Ministry - Rantology (2005)
all the locals hide their tears of regret
open fire cos i love you to death sky high, with a heartache of stone you'll never see me cos i'm always alone how to love without a trace of dissent i'll buy the torture cos you pay for the rent tied high with a broken command you're all alone to the promised land i'm in love with this malicious intent you've been taken but you don't know it yet what you will know must never live to be found cos it's the subject of the eyes of the drowned |
|||||
|
|
4:14 |
|
||
|
from Ministry - Rantology (2005)
If this is really living
Why am I so unforgiving Half the world is down the toilet Half on it's way. Well if I had a dollar for Everytime he hollers: "Trust us with your hearts and minds" Or I'll make you pay TRUST ME Ask me why you're feeling screwed And I'll give you an answer There's a Colin, Dick and Bush Just a-hammerin' away Ask me why you feel deceived And stripped of all your liberties It doesn't take a genius To explain that today TRUST ME |
|||||
|
|
5:04 |
|
||
|
from Ministry - Rantology (2005)
congregation, please be seated and open your prayer guides to the book
of revelations, psalm 69 drinking the blood of jesus drinking it right from his veins learning to swim in the ocean learning to prowl in his name the body of christ looked unto me a preacher with god-given hands he wants you to suck on the holy ghost and swallow the sins of man psalm 69 the invisible piss of the holy ghost comes down like acid rain they're making a bonnet of terminal guilt the scavengers go on parade the fathers who write that eternity is used to fight the sword have filled you up with the devil's cock and he'll come in the name of the lord the way to succeed and the way to suck eggs |
|||||
|
|
5:09 |
|
||
|
from Ministry - Rantology (2005)
stronger than reason
stronger than lies the only truth i know is the look in your eyes the look in your eyes! just like a car crash just like a knife my favourite weapon is the look in your eyes you've run out of lies! you've run out of lies! you've run out of lies! you've run out of lies! you've run out of lies! you've run out of lies! you've run out of lies! there's a ton locked in your empty eyes get out of my life! i'm chewing on glass and eating my fingers i'm not the one who's run out of lies lies! you've run out of lies! you've run out of lies! you've run out of lies! you've run out of lies! you've run out of time! cutting my face and walking on splinters i lost my soul to the look in your eyes your eyes! you ran out of lies! you ran out of lies! you ran out of lies! you ran out of time! stigmata! o, you have empty eyes!... they tell me nothing, nothing but lies |
|||||
|
|
8:04 |
|
||
|
from Ministry - Rantology (2005)
Take this invitation
Bishops Queen to Pawn All of us were taken All that was is gone Of this information Shames us one and all Where's my compensation? Watching others fall Welcome to the fall Everything is useless Nothing works at all Nothing ever matters Welcome to the fall Welcome to the fall Welcome to the fall Welcome to the fall |
|||||
|
|
3:14 |
|
||
|
from Ministry - Rantology (2005)
I believe the title was "Bin Laden determined to attack inside the United States"
Absolute destruction is the battleground we're given Strip away the fabric of a thousand years of livin' Get Out! Get Out! Burning down old glory while we jump around and shout: Get Out! Get Out! We don't need your fuckin' war, so get your asses out! Revolution's our solution to the life we're given Retribution is the way of life that we are livin' Get Out! Get Out! Burning down old glory while we jump around and shout: Get Out! Get Out! We don't need your fuckin' war, so get your asses out! The trumpet of freedom has sounded Great Satan We've begun inoculating troops and first responders against ballistic airports Desecration of the concentration camps we live in Occupation of our nation just won't be forgiven Get Out! Get Out! Burning down old glory while we jump around and shout: Get Out! Get Out! We don't need your fuckin' war, so get your asses out! The trumpet of freedom has sounded Great Satan Kill. Kill Kill. Kill. Kill. May God continue to Bless America |
|||||
|
|
5:06 |
|
||
|
from Ministry - Rantology (2005)
thieves, thieves and liars, murderers
hypocrites and bastards [in laughter] hey thanks for nothing! morals in the dust two-faced bastards and syncophants no trust thieves! liar! inside, outside, which side, you don't know my side, your side, their side, we don't know which side are they? which side are they? which side of their mouth do you suppose that it came? which side are they? which side are they? which side of the grass is greener? inside, outside, which side, you don't know my side, your side, their side, we don't know you're like a great big fucking gun, just waiting to get squeezed! breathe, forfeit erection! toxical injection geriatric fuck-fest we still believe in lies thieves! liar! inside, outside, which side, you don't know my side, your side, their side, we don't know who started it? who started it? which side are they? which side are they? which side of their mouth do you suppose that it came? which side are they? which side are they? which side of the grass is greener? inside, outside, which side, you don't know my side, your side, their side, no one knows you're like a great big hit of acid, waiting to be taken |
|||||
|
|
3:43 |
|
||
|
from Ministry - Rantology (2005)
Where have all the heroes gone?
Returning where they're from Did they touch God or did they touch the sun? Preparation day! Fearless desire Someone will lose by living Chosen suicide! Did they touch God or did they touch the sun? Preparation day! Selfless act of giving Many pay the price Heroes suicide Unsung The world we recognize has just begun Some die from living So unsung Preparation day! Fearless desire Someone will lose by living Chosen suicide! Some die from living So unsung Preparation day! Selfless act of giving Many pay the price Heroes suicide Unsung [x4] |
|||||
|
|
5:03 |
|
||
|
from Ministry - Rantology (2005)
I'm still waiting
I'm still waiting I'm still waiting I'm still waiting Waiting for Christ in the USA Waiting for Christ in the USA Waiting for Christ in the USA Waiting til I die Waiting for the day Waiting for the day Waiting for the day He needs me I'm still waiting I'm still waiting I'm still waiting I'm still waiting Wasting my time in the USA Wasting my time in the USA Wasting my life in the USA Waiting til I die Waiting for the day Waiting for the day Waiting for the day He needs me Waiting for the day Waiting for the day Waiting for the day He needs me I'm still waiting I'm still waiting I'm still waiting I'm still waiting Waiting for a life in the USA Waiting for a life in the USA Waiting for a life in the USA |
|||||
|
|
4:01 |
|
||
|
from Ministry - Rantology (2005)
She started drinkin' wine
And then she couldn't stop She must be out of her head That's why she has to be shot That's Warp City! I'll probably have to do time Because I lost control I'd rather drop on a dime Than spend my life in a hole That's Warp City! I got a hole in my head Can't make the bleeding stop I think I'll go back to bed and wait around for the cops That's Warp City! x2 (Man, you talk about a warped mind, I got one...take it home!) I shot my family dead Then turned the gun on me Did what the demon said He said he'd set me free! That's Warp City! x4 |
|||||
|
|
5:21 |
|
||
|
from Ministry - Rantology (2005)
You're wrong everytime
What makes you think you've got a god given right For killing people in a needless fight You're like a rapist with a target in sight Democracy! Whoever told you that you were bright The skull and bones the conservative right you're like a plague turning day into night Atrocity! What makes you think that you could start this mess then crawl away to a world you detest You're fucking evil but you couldnt care less Conspiracy! What makes you think that we could ever believe A major liar with a minor in greed You make a profit off the people in need Hypocrisy! You're time is coming and it wont be long the bill of rights is now the bill of wrong already proven that you don't belong In History! Your time is over-you'll be out on the street what do you say to the people you meet I saved the world because I didn't repeat my policy |
|||||
 |
|
4:37 |
|
||
|
from Ministry - Animositisomina (2003)
Drunk skinhead with an attitude
Doing circles like a shark with his food If someone tries to turn the other cheek He disappears in a yellow streak Animosity! The only world I know is drowning in rage I'm underwater from my dreams to the stage And any language that you learn to speak Love is listed and defined as weak Animosity! Animosity and common hate Feeds the hungry on an empty plate A bitter taste and the promise of pain Fills you up while the soul is drained! Animosity! Animositisomina (repeat) |
|||||
|
|
4:53 |
|
||
| from Ministry - Animositisomina (2003) | |||||
|
|
7:43 |
|
||
|
from Ministry - Animositisomina (2003)
I'm in love with a vicious grace
I see beauty in a terrified soul A blackened heart and a poison mind I can't recognize the cruel from the kind Impossible... Do unto others as they'd do unto you Can't trust a soul unless you have one to trust Times change and people die Hate survives beyond the end of time Impossible... Inside the walls of hate Absolve yourself of all your pain and regret It's like a junky on a 2 day sick love ignores me ignores me hate fixes quick Impossible |
|||||
|
|
9:06 |
|
||
| from Ministry - Animositisomina (2003) | |||||
|
|
4:46 |
|
||
|
from Ministry - Animositisomina (2003)
Owe more than money
Owe more than time Payment required Punished for your crimes No point in running You'll be hunted down Do yourself a favour Stop fucking around (3x) Payment is deliverence Then you want more You set the deadline You start the war (2x) In my lockbox is me In the lockbox... I'm free You pay (6x) You want confrontation Come to my door Welcome to my lockbox Forever more Want retribution Take what is mine Made my restitutions You're next in line In the lockbox is me (echoes and repeats) In the lockbox I'm free I'm free (repeats) |
|||||
|
|
5:11 |
|
||
|
from Ministry - Animositisomina (2003)
Who's on trial?
The state says it's me Or is it the lawyer I handsomely paid to go free Or maybe the judge with the yellowing teeth And the fuck you smile Or how about the bailiff Who stinks of a longstanding battle of him and the drink Or candidate number four The zombified whore who types what you think I'm not lying I'm not clean I'm not buying What that means How the fuck can we say That we won for the criminal sum you were paid Then try and convince me I'm free as can be You just sold me out and got nothing in trade I know I'm not the smartest guy in the world But I'm just not stupid enough to be thinking That having a record for filling my lungs Is as good as it gets I'm not lying I'm not clean I'm not buying What that means Life on a razor die as a story Five more years of pissing in little jars So someone can say he's high as a kite He's probably right Let's put him away without further delay There's no complaints since I'm not a saint or in jail But if I should fail with a piss that has drugs on the forbidden list Then they'll be coming to take me away I'm not lying I'm not clean I'm not buying What that means Live on a razor Death could be glory |
|||||
|
|
5:54 |
|
||
|
from Ministry - Animositisomina (2003)
Woke up confused in a place I didn't know
And heard the hissing of an overused stem The air around me is corrupt and on the take Heard someone shout "I think he's breathing again" It seems at first that no-one ever succeeds You shove and shove until you're ready for more And if the truth forgets to visit again Don't take offense, he's never been here before Shove! Shove! Shove! Shove! Shove in my head Shove! Shove! Shove! Shove! Shoves you instead Shove! Shove! Shove! Puts you flat on your back Shove! Shove! Shove! Till the quiet attacks Feels just like someone sank their teeth in my head They tried to suck away my everlasting soul I talked to God and all his literary friends Said I was late so I just shoved it in again Shove it again! |
|||||
|
|
4:09 |
|
||
|
from Ministry - Animositisomina (2003)
Let truth be told
Until it's sold Silence is golden Too bad it's all been stolen Stolen! Stolen! Stolen! Our defense is your defense Your defense in some sense Some sensless way unfolded Folded 'cause it's all been stolen Stolen! Stolen! Stolen! The gilded scale was burning Just as your back was turning Just as our trust was leaving You'd have us all believing These truths we hold Self-evident Bought and sold The more you hunt the more I sing Then quickly rewrite everything Truth returns bloated, swollen Then dissapears - it's been stolen! Stolen! The gilded scale was burning Just as your back was turning Just as our trust was leaving You'd have us all believing These truths we hold Self-evident Bought and sold It's all been STOLEN! (x2) |
|||||
|
|
4:27 |
|
||
|
from Ministry - Animositisomina (2003)
Time flies
Time crawls Link an insect up and down the walls The light pours out of me [x2] The conspiracy of silence Ought to revolutionize my thought The light pours out of me [x2] The cold light of day pours of of me Leaving me black and so healthy The light pours out of me [x2] It jerks out of me Just like blood In this still life Heart beats up love The light pours out of me Pours out of me.... |
|||||
|
|
3:12 |
|
||
|
from Ministry - Animositisomina (2003)
Where have all the heroes gone?
Returning where they're from Did they touch God or did they touch the sun? Preparation day! Fearless desire Someone will lose by living Chosen suicide! Did they touch God or did they touch the sun? Preparation day! Selfless act of giving Many pay the price Heroes suicide Unsung The world we recognize has just begun Some die from living So unsung Preparation day! Fearless desire Someone will lose by living Chosen suicide! Some die from living So unsung Preparation day! Selfless act of giving Many pay the price Heroes suicide Unsung [x4] |
|||||
 |
|
- |
|
||
|
from Ministry - Ministry Box (2001)
will these dreams still follow me
out of dark obscurity? can't you see it up in the sky as it kicks you in the face and sucks you dry you never had the answers and now you tell me the facts of life i really couldn't be bothered with you get out of my face and watch me die burning inside! burning inside!absolution and a frozen room are the dreams of men below i try to grab it but the touch is hot the mirror collapses, but the image came not i'm scared of the darkness in the light i scare myself because i know i'm right i see the evil in your savage eye as it cuts right through the sky burning inside! burning inside!calling a mantra with a blade in the skin for the demons within i feel the pain is the death and decay but the lesson never fades away too little shadows, turn away you throw the man through the window pane another slave and a victim of fate another lesson in hate burning inside! burning inside |
|||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Ministry - Ministry Box (2001) | |||||
|
|
- |
|
||
|
from Ministry - Ministry Box (2001)
nice place
clean water fresh air blue skies like pirates we tried it we took what we deserved half million years later we'd used up our reserves we're crying 'what happened?' we get what we deserve we get what we deserve we get instead the isle of man the isle of man i've wandered through forests with our garbage waist-high can't clean it i mean it we get what we deserve rainy mornings dry evenings it's growing on my nerves just gases you fascists you get what you deserve you get what you deserve you get instead the isle of man the isle of man i'm writing this letter so no one will forget some future cave dweller will find these notes an isle of man |
|||||
|
|
- |
|
||
|
from Ministry - Ministry Box (2001)
soon i discovered that this rock thing was true
jerry lee lewis was the devil jesus was an architect previous to his career as a prophet all of a sudden, i found myself in love with the world so there was only one thing that i could do was ding a ding dang my dang a long ling long ding dang a dong bong bing bong ticky ticky thought of a gun everytime i try to do it all now baby am i on the run why why why why why baby if it's so evil then? give me my time, with all my power give it to me all again (wow) ding a ding a dang a dong dong ding dong every where i go everytime you tell me baby when i settle down got to get me a trailer park and hold my world around why why why why? ding ding donga dong dong ding dong dingy dingy son of a gun half my time i tell you baby never am I all for sure why why why why why baby sicky sicky from within everytime I stick my finger on in ya you're a wild wild little town bitch now how 'bout ding a dang dong dong dong ling long dingy a dingy dong a down everytime you tell me baby when i settle down got to get me a trailer park and hold my world around why why why why? in my dang a ding a ding a ding dong a sticky sticky son of a gun ding a danga danga dong dong ding dong why why never know why why wack a dong a dang ding dong then you take it on the bill ding dang dong don't dong whoa! i wanna love ya! why why why, why why darling do you do you tell me to play? half the time I talk about it all now baby you know what I'm talkin' about I said why why why it'll ticky ticky ticky ticky son of a gun ding ding dong a bong bong bing bong ticky ticky thought of a gun bing bing bang a bang a bang bing bong bing a bing bang a bong binga bing a bang a bong bong bing bong bing banga bong bing bing bang a bong bong bing bing binga binga banga bong bing bing bang a bang bang bing bong aarrrhhhh... ding dang a dang bong bing bong ticky ticky thought of a gun everytime I try to do it all now baby am I on the run why why why it'll ticky ticky ticky ticky ticky ticky dawn of a gun bing bing bang a bong a bong bing bang a ticky ticky thought of a gun bing bip bip a bop bop boom bam ticky ticky through the day if you got a doubt 'bout baby the memory is on the bed why why why why why darlin' uh it don't know when my time is on might tell me never do it on his own if my time was all as is yours make me burn a wish when my time with you is brutish no I'll never not ever why why why why why why baby heavy hell alone and it's here it's this thunder the thunder oh thunder oh! jesus built my car it's a love affair mainly jesus and my hot rod yeah, fuck it |
|||||
|
|
- |
|
||
|
from Ministry - Ministry Box (2001)
blood keeps drinking away
certain of its destination driving through new orleans at night gotta find a destination just one fix life keeps slipping away fighting in a war with damnation poised, keep cutting away i'm looking in through to salvation just one fix like if i boarded a train trying to take in another station join us and the choice will be made unless we kill the lie as a nation just one fix |
|||||
|
|
- |
|
||
|
from Ministry - Ministry Box (2001)
all the locals hide their tears of regret
open fire cos i love you to death sky high, with a heartache of stone you'll never see me cos i'm always alone how to love without a trace of dissent i'll buy the torture cos you pay for the rent tied high with a broken command you're all alone to the promised land i'm in love with this malicious intent you've been taken but you don't know it yet what you will know must never live to be found cos it's the subject of the eyes of the drowned |
|||||
|
|
- |
|
||
|
from Ministry - Ministry Box (2001)
big size, small size
any size, round and round we need, we take burn it all to the ground started over and learned to walk we teach you how to talk please try and understand we're helping all mankind we use them a while then it's over the shoulder we use them a while then it's over the shoulder we are serious o, serious dollar here, dollar there dollars flying everywhere we're only here to please stop the killing, trust me we'll only be a while big while, big big smile we use them a while then it's over the shoulder we use them a while then it's over the shoulder we have in our hands every woman and every man things are gonna go far down a real big fast car and what you see is what you get keep 'em hungry, you bet you need security to keep you from the enemy we use them a while then it's over the shoulder we use them a while then it's over the shoulder |
|||||
|
|
- |
|
||
|
from Ministry - Ministry Box (2001)
Put it country simple,
Earth has a lot of things other folks might want, like the whole planet. And maybe these folks would like a few changes made, Like more carbon dioxide in the atmosphere, and room for their way of life. We've seen this happen before, right in these United States. Your way of life destroyed the Indian's way of life, The Indian Reservation is extinction. But I offer this distinction I'm with the invaders, no use trying to hide that. And at the same time I disagree with some of the things they are doing. Oh, we're not united any more than you are. Oh, we're not united any more than you are. Conservative faction is set on nuclear war as a solution to the Indian personality. Others disagree I don't claim my motives are 100% humane, but I do say if we can't think up anything quieter, and tidier, than that, we aren't all that much better than you new earth aches. There is no place else to go, The theater is closed. There is no place else to go, The theater is closed. Cut word lines, cut music lines, smash the control images, smash the control machine. |
|||||
|
|
- |
|
||
|
from Ministry - Ministry Box (2001)
Withered rope you hang what's empty can't remain to put it simply
In time cry the hollow words to sing with false disguise Smothered hope fly from sorrow for a new divine tomorrow I just don't want to know anymore Life shifts up and down everybody knows it's wrong Why don't you care? Life shifts up down wrong Now do it seem fair? Life shifts up down wrong It's not in the rhyme or reason So it goes with every season crawl to top fall through bottom First hand love is really rotten Slice of life find what's plenty inch towards a sanctuary Light with me inside the womb I know everyone everybody knows it's me It's my voice, my voice cries out obscenity Sightless eye regard my past sometimes it should I just don't want to know anymore. Life shifts up and down everybody knows it's wrong |
|||||
|
|
- |
|
||
|
from Ministry - Ministry Box (2001)
stronger than reason
stronger than lies the only truth i know is the look in your eyes the look in your eyes! just like a car crash just like a knife my favourite weapon is the look in your eyes you've run out of lies! you've run out of lies! you've run out of lies! you've run out of lies! you've run out of lies! you've run out of lies! you've run out of lies! there's a ton locked in your empty eyes get out of my life! i'm chewing on glass and eating my fingers i'm not the one who's run out of lies lies! you've run out of lies! you've run out of lies! you've run out of lies! you've run out of lies! you've run out of time! cutting my face and walking on splinters i lost my soul to the look in your eyes your eyes! you ran out of lies! you ran out of lies! you ran out of lies! you ran out of time! stigmata! o, you have empty eyes!... they tell me nothing, nothing but lies |
|||||
|
|
- |
|
||
|
from Ministry - Ministry Box (2001)
thieves, thieves and liars, murderers
hypocrites and bastards [in laughter] hey thanks for nothing! morals in the dust two-faced bastards and syncophants no trust thieves! liar! inside, outside, which side, you don't know my side, your side, their side, we don't know which side are they? which side are they? which side of their mouth do you suppose that it came? which side are they? which side are they? which side of the grass is greener? inside, outside, which side, you don't know my side, your side, their side, we don't know you're like a great big fucking gun, just waiting to get squeezed! breathe, forfeit erection! toxical injection geriatric fuck-fest we still believe in lies thieves! liar! inside, outside, which side, you don't know my side, your side, their side, we don't know who started it? who started it? which side are they? which side are they? which side of their mouth do you suppose that it came? which side are they? which side are they? which side of the grass is greener? inside, outside, which side, you don't know my side, your side, their side, no one knows you're like a great big hit of acid, waiting to be taken |
|||||
|
|
- |
|
||
|
from Ministry - Ministry Box (2001)
red hand takes a purple terror
love knows these nuts when we escape from the madhouse we will... hunt down tonight we murder between the battle of pain and hate we will wait, but not for our time we'll for hate and to take to deep... throat tonight tonight we murder between the pain, the battle of pain love never ties knots a twisted plan of fear and hate we'll never untie these nuts tonight we murder i murder tonight we murder |
|||||
|
|
- |
|
||
| from Ministry - Ministry Box (2001) | |||||
 |
|
1:55 |
|
||
| from Ministry - The Dark Side Of The Spoon (1999) | |||||
|
|
3:53 |
|
||
| from Ministry - The Dark Side Of The Spoon (1999) | |||||
|
|
4:59 |
|
||
|
from Ministry - The Dark Side Of The Spoon (1999)
What's lies?
Full moon and thoughts collide We look for answers in those catatonic, dying blod-shot eyes We ask if vermin are the ones that already learned Those aren't tears, They're just bad bad blood Just bad bad blood! What lies? No big surprise. We get our clues from the ones who thought up they will conquer us Are we too fucked to say the end is here too much? We're in denial with bad blood *(wailing sample: Do you remember the strain? Do you remember the pain? Do you remember who caused all the blame?) Bad Blood! (wailing sample: Do you remember me? Do you remember us? Do you surrender your dreams or your trust? ) Bad Blood! What lies? He's finally come alive Out of these mediocre plentiful things all the time A steady stream of madness Conscious to a flood The clock is ticking for Bad Blood *Repeat |
|||||
|
|
6:22 |
|
||
|
from Ministry - The Dark Side Of The Spoon (1999)
I seem to find myself each time I run away
Don't give me vivid in some yester body (selling) days ? Sometimes they reappear just like the sands of time Or d'ya like some quick sand baby running off my summer wine Same faces broken homes Those memories have fled All tears within me now are dormant or dead My viens are bursting with a thirst that you cannot ignore Alright Eureka's Pile Now my saviour, or my whore There's a lot that they don't mind when things aren't what they seem I always wake up baby cos I always wake up me My life may ain't come to much Ignore my history Least my Eureka Pile can see some way I feel Ain't the way I see (* 2) My Eureka Pile and me. |
|||||
|
|
5:25 |
|
||
|
from Ministry - The Dark Side Of The Spoon (1999)
I love the silence I'm in.
I think I dreamed this before Some lives seem so incomplete Some just keep coming back for more Where did the time go? (echoing) (*3) I can't remember how it end Don't even know who I am A fading memory A fading image redrawn Can't wait for ever more Where did the time go? (echoing) (*3) Remember things I never said I've seen the faces before I hope the future is dead The dead keep asking for more Where did the time go? (echoing) (*3) |
|||||
|
|
7:01 |
|
||
|
from Ministry - The Dark Side Of The Spoon (1999)
The moat in my eyes never bring me no sleep
They just strap me inside with the demons I keep Gotta leave me alone gotta let it be lone Tired of living, too tired to die Makes the sharks keep swimming when he don't know why Gotta get the lean fin Only thin that he wears Nursing me to the movie that he shows Nursing me to the bureau and the ? Nursing me can't you leave me alone? Nursing me in a nursing home Sleeping and working and an old man Come just to profit my feet with a broken old hose Stop riding those rails Stop setting those sails He likes (boom boogie ??) He's got an old trombone While he's laughing at the fires with a broken beat phone Got a troubled soul But he's not that cold I've been nursed ten years in a nursing home! Stinking on water i could use me food He needed big fat gravy on the wake of pot roast Got a fire inside It's gonna burn him alive Talking and struggle till the roof is blown Got a bed and three squares in a nursing home Gonna say bye-bye He's gonna walk on by |
|||||
|
|
4:05 |
|
||
|
from Ministry - The Dark Side Of The Spoon (1999)
I need help
I need help I don't know who I am no more I'm gonna get some help Help me [Singing:] Step! Step, step it up baby! Got a question for you: like, who, what, where, why? Are we even here? Or are we following alone like another lost Indian looking for his tribe? Oh dial the phone. We might as well find someone else. ??? Grrr! [wails] I like to apologize to all my wonderful fans For sticking by me through such troubled times I love all you so much I wish I could take you all to the Betty Ford Clinic Yeah [Singing:] Step! Step it up baby! We gotta sell instutions of recovery, We gotta kill distrubutions of the pills I take! ??? Grr! Step! Step it up baby! [...] I love all my fans Through these times of nakedness If I could I'd take any one of you with me Put you right underneath my pillow [fade out..] |
|||||
|
|
3:13 |
|
||
|
from Ministry - The Dark Side Of The Spoon (1999)
take this first song and uh, dance
I mean this, uh, first, let's start playing and dance Well I just shot a man to death I've got a bullet out of my head He fired back and I can't stop A final shot and a final breath Afraid to stop and afraid to check The smell of fear and the color red Had him with a 2 inch shell Well it's a brutal smell of death Saw my reflection in a spoon. I had it with my not approved excuse I've got a supermanic soul I've pulled the trigger in the record room I've put a stop to his loonytoons I've put him down in the record room These are for you Dead - break this These are for you Dead - break this Dead! These are for you Dead - break this These are for you Dead - break this |
|||||
|
|
5:24 |
|
||
| from Ministry - The Dark Side Of The Spoon (1999) | |||||
|
|
4:23 |
|
||
|
from Ministry - The Dark Side Of The Spoon (1999)
Don't wanna hear your voice
Don't really know if I have a choice Don't wanna be the one that makes you forget You're choking on the brain You're choking again Don't think we ever met Don't think you offered up a god given name Who did the talking, man the whip on the chain? You've got pleasure from the seconds of pain But then they get you with the burden of shame The true measure if the one that remains Don't wanna Don't wanna be your pain Don't wanna be your pain baby Don't wanna be your pain Don't wanna be your pain baby Don't wanna be your pain I live in a concrete cell, No soul is dead until we create a ??? mind She ? the exact time She ? And take the young boy's lip She loves to see him crawl up the chamber wall ? And with the eyes you covered Like a ? hovered ? And when they scream no more She doesn't care for one more Won't let you kill me just yet Don't even care if there's a price on my head Don't wanna wind up in a blood? Don't wanna be your, Don't wanna be your chain Don't wanna be your chain baby Don't wanna be your chain I said, I don't, don't I don't wanna be you chain |
|||||
 |
|
6:19 |
|
||
|
from Universal Soldier (유니버셜 솔저 그 두번째 임무) by Don Davis [ost] (1999)
I seem to find myself each time I run away
Don't give me vivid in some yester body (selling) days ? Sometimes they reappear just like the sands of time Or d'ya like some quick sand baby running off my summer wine Same faces broken homes Those memories have fled All tears within me now are dormant or dead My viens are bursting with a thirst that you cannot ignore Alright Eureka's Pile Now my saviour, or my whore There's a lot that they don't mind when things aren't what they seem I always wake up baby cos I always wake up me My life may ain't come to much Ignore my history Least my Eureka Pile can see some way I feel Ain't the way I see [* 2] My Eureka Pile and me. |
|||||
 |
|
5:00 |
|
||
|
from The Matrix (매트릭스) [ost] (1999)
What's lies? Full moon and thoughts collide We look for answers in those catatonic, dying blood-shot eyes We ask if vermin are the ones that already learned Those aren't tears, They're just bad bad blood! Just bad bad blood! What lies? No big surprise. We get our clues from the ones who thought up they will conquer us Are we too fucked to say the end is here too much? We're in denial with bad blood Do you remember the strain? Do you remember the pain? Do you remember who caused all the blame? Bad Blood! Do you remember me? Do you remember us? Do you surrender your dreams or your trust? Bad Bad Blood! What lies? He's finally come alive Out of these mediocre plentiful things all the time A steady stream of madness conscious to a flood The clock is ticking for Bad Blood Do you remember the strain? Do you remember the pain? Do you remember who caused all the blame? Bad Blood! Do you remember me? Do you remember us? Do you surrender your dreams or your trust? Bad Bad Blood! Submitted by a polar bear :P |
|||||
 |
|
5:23 |
|
||
|
from Ministry - Filth Pig (1996)
Been bangin' my head against the window
Just trying to see the world outside Some people say it doesn't matter Some people take you for a ride I am covered in blood and broken glass It seems the window likes to fight Some people say the world's on fire Some people say the world's on ice Some people say the world's on ice ? all alone in a relation Brick windows I am sticking my face right through the glass Just trying to see if the world's alive Some people will say the window's broken Some people will say it's all right Some people will say it's all right Keep bangin' my head against the wall oh Just trying to keep the past alive Some people who make the windows shatter Some people who make it airtight Some people who make it airtight ? all alone in a relation ? all alone in a relation Brick windows Brick windows |
|||||
|
|
4:15 |
|
||
|
from Ministry - Filth Pig (1996)
Yeah
You're down there shooting blanks from broken guns You fire all day long and still not hit a fucking one Don't wanna know what some sick (sniper(?)) fuck considers fun Prob'ly throw a party, served melted ice cream over crumbs Just crumbs Just crumbs You prob'ly lick more ass than anyone I guess you like the taste of shit on your tongue No matter what you order the same thing will come A plate of refried shit just covered in crumbs Just crumbs Just crumbs "I never had a life. I don't even know what life is." "Have you? Have you? Have you?" "I have what you'd call a life." "Everday of my life." "I have what you'd call a life." |
|||||
|
|
5:16 |
|
||
|
from Ministry - Filth Pig (1996)
Another day, another knife in the back
It's happened so many times, I stopped tryin to keep track You're stuck stickin' it in, you're stuck stickin' it in Take it up to the hilt to cover up your own fuckin' guilt And when the shit goes down you're out of places to hide No time to ask could the motherfucker really survive Get a load of this fuck, he's the dead guy It's just a natural ? you never fuckin' possessed You lost control of my life you want control of the rest You're always stickin' it in, you're always stickin' it in You stuck it so many times you .... .... .... But when the shit comes down you're out of places to hide Time to ask if you're alive or just pretend that you died Just remember this fuck, I'm the dead guy I'm the dead guy Dead guy |
|||||
|
|
6:20 |
|
||
|
from Ministry - Filth Pig (1996)
(I start out you're in a daze(?)) and people start younger
(and ?) In a thousand days and it's getting overexposed Then someone asks, "How do you sleep at night?" With the borrowed dreams from a broken past You keep runnin' away don't matter how fast or long you always wind up there Another thousand pileups in the ugly name of morality Fucking ugly, some creepy guy keeps asking "How the fuck do you sleep at night?" With a frozen dream and a borrowed hope that died Filth pig, filth pig I sleep with both eyes open Filth pig, filth pig I keep chasing this tail but the tail gets bigger go figure A thousand ...... keep the fires and flames alive So how the fuck do I dream at night? With the memories of a borrowed death, the guilty tide Filth pig, filth pig He sleeps with both eyes open Filth pig, filth pig He sleeps all right because he's a Filth pig |
|||||
|
|
7:46 |
|
||
|
from Ministry - Filth Pig (1996)
Cuttin' pictures from a magazine
... paper smile but not from you to me Another statue in a ? A breakfast alone Another compromising ? Another game show The game show The game show I pass the time away before I sleep I have your picture sitting next to me I taped your picture in a book Don't bother reading I just take a look Don't have to turn the page before I know So full of answers I don't need to know I like to take control I like the game show The game show The game show Don't have to turn the page before I know You ask me questions I already know The time has finally come to let it go I like to take control I like the game show The game show The game show |
|||||
|
|
6:30 |
|
||
|
from Ministry - Filth Pig (1996)
(You might want to ignore these since I can hardly make sense
of it.) Hot lava comes down big monkey goes floatin' On a boiler coming down like rain ("Oh yeah") Hot lava cools down (big babble 'lectric cap(?)) Going (loco(?)) with the boiling ? (Got lava I mean always take(?)) ready to serve With the hand.... .... you lost and you found (Got light it goes inside some boulder ....(?)) He wants nothing but the (tip(?)) on your crown "(Be Healed, Be healed!)" Hot lava, lava "(Be Healed Be healed!)" (Big kick a mule piston banged up and let's boil 'er(?)) (Like Patty and the people in mind(?)) Big boiler make hot gray matter not .... Like the (dragon poppin' two inside(?)) "Be healed!" Hot lava, lava "Be Healed, Be Healed!" Hot lava Hot lava |
|||||
|
|
5:44 |
|
||
|
from Ministry - Filth Pig (1996)
Lay lady lay
Lay across my big brass bed Lay lady lay Lay across my big brass bed Stay lady stay Stay while the night is still ahead Stay lady stay Heaven's ? fills our head Whatever colors you have in your mind I show them to you and you see them shine Stay lady stay Stay with your man a while Till the break of day Then you're gonna see him smile His clothes are dirty but his hands are clean And you're the best thing he's ever seen Why wait any longer for the world to begin You can have your cake and eat it too Why wait any longer for the one you love When he's standing over you Lay lady lay Lay across my big brass bed Stay lady stay We're gonna build the whole night ahead I long to see you in the morning light I long to reach for you all night Lay lady lay |
|||||
|
|
2:26 |
|
||
|
from Ministry - Filth Pig (1996)
(Three... two... one... roll five.)
You got something to say you better jump in my face Got something to hide you're scared as shit and should die Aim Aim Reload You say it's time to collect I'll kick your ass and eject Time to settle the score, throw your ass through the door Aim Aim Reload You wanna lie like a dog you're gonna wake up with fleas Inside a world full of shit you're still an asshole to me Aim Aim Reload |
|||||
|
|
4:55 |
|
||
|
from Ministry - Filth Pig (1996)
Take this invitation
Bishops Queen to Pawn All of us were taken All that was is gone Of this information Shames us one and all Where's my compensation? Watching others fall Welcome to the fall Everything is useless Nothing works at all Nothing ever matters Welcome to the fall Welcome to the fall Welcome to the fall Welcome to the fall |
|||||
|
|
5:56 |
|
||
|
from Ministry - Filth Pig (1996)
Tell me what I want what I need for all my (sweating(?))
Show me what I get what I earned and why Keep me all yours, braindead and useless Take my cues when the crippled many Must sit with you, corrupt, without pity The slogan (ream on(?)) greed, lust and power Feeble, missighted, without honor The failing marriage slowly grinding into nothing A bleeding union only left with trying offspring Suffer, this simple nagging wound This childish riddle, this dumb cartoon Keep me all yours, braindead and useless Keep me all yours, braindead and useless These fucking (dense(?)), form English hands Reaching for my throat, to coddle, and throttle, remove all hope Try your best to choke the very meaning from my life A callous whore, a cheating wife Keep me all yours, braindead and useless (Useless, fucking useless) Keep me all yours, braindead and useless (Useless, fucking useless) |
|||||
 |
|
4:47 |
|
||
|
from Escape From L.A. (LA 탈출) [ost] (1996)
Creepy eyes conspire to reduce the point of view
Closing all the windows doors in view Greeting on the setting suns, my breath lies Watching with indifference as clouds collide If Paisley could fly Theorize and justify the one reality Someone finds an answer, but it's not for me Do clouds have eyes? If Paisley could fly |
|||||
|
