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from Strapping Young Lad - City (1997)
Devy in the corner of his teen year
Born to run away Children in the middle with the village idiot So he never made the potty grade Now maybe he pulled a little closer Cold in a mousy way Boom boom as they came a little closer Put a bolt in the curse today Now Devy has to eat it in his own way Broke in a dirty way Boom boom is the beating that I hear in the night But no one hears, so no one knows and no one fucks with me Devy wants a word with the master I got no need to run away Down on the road isn't easy But I never would back away Boom boom in the morning with the night sounds No way to run away Boom boom as the boredom of monogamy Hits one more time... No one must know... No one must know... No one must know... No one must know this machine... Devy got a taste of some black shit Born in another way And it probably would have been easy But it never worked out that way Boom boom in the corner with the well-soiled Bound to amalgamate Boom boom as it kills the inhibitions ...no more games No one must know... |
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from Strapping Young Lad - Dire (2003)
Give us a reason for coming of war
Fighting for Jesus through prices of oil See how your demons are forming a wall Burning and beating and raping them all Reaching for something When nothing else matters Buddha to Krishna through Jesus and Allah See how your demons are forming a wall Burning and beating and raping them all Far from here... we'll light away So unclear... we'll find the way To war... we ride |
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from Strapping Young Lad - City (1997)
Hey Man, I'm Going To Fuck This Shit Up
No Fear, No Compromise, I Want It All I Will Never Be Afraid, And I'll Die With What I Believe All Of You Assholes Can Stay Rotting Here I Do No Care, I Will Not Be There I Have Got To Save Myself And Don't Tell Me There's No One Else And All You Are Is All You Are... I'm So Sorry (For You) I'm Sorry... So All Hail The New Flesh, Because It Suits Me Fine... Just Get Away, You Motherfuck And We'll Be Back If You Come For What This Means To Me, You Piece Of Shit... I'll See You Pigs In Hell I Just Know Everything's Going To Be O.K. |
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from Strapping Young Lad - Live In Australia/ No Sleep 'till Bedtime (2002)
Hey Man, I'm Going To Fuck This Shit Up
No Fear, No Compromise, I Want It All I Will Never Be Afraid, And I'll Die With What I Believe All Of You Assholes Can Stay Rotting Here I Do No Care, I Will Not Be There I Have Got To Save Myself And Don't Tell Me There's No One Else And All You Are Is All You Are... I'm So Sorry (For You) I'm Sorry... So All Hail The New Flesh, Because It Suits Me Fine... Just Get Away, You Motherfuck And We'll Be Back If You Come For What This Means To Me, You Piece Of Shit... I'll See You Pigs In Hell I Just Know Everything's Going To Be O.K. |
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from Strapping Young Lad - Dire (2003)
Young machines
Machines they burn the war Bring on the Young my God Bring on the babe my Lord Bring on the Young Bring on the dumb The machines, machines that burns for war Bring on the pain my God Bring on the burn Bring on the Young Bring on the dumb The machines, machines they pay for war Bring on the hate my God Bring on the burn Bring on the Young Bring on the... HATE... HATE... HATE Burn... BOIL... BOIL Burn Burn Burn BURN |
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from Strapping Young Lad - Live In Australia/ No Sleep 'till Bedtime (2002)
So what man?
So what? It leaves me too low... And it pushes me out It leaves me behind ...all of my life ...all of my days Your woman... So what? She leaves me in doubt And pushes me down It leaves me behind ...all of my life ...all of my days All that I'm going through Your legs when these would do ...know when it's over This "no one" left no one behind |
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from Strapping Young Lad - Heavy As A Really Heavy Thing (2003)
Bleeding hearts will never stop
What bleeding lips will start, I'll make your mother Take your friends, and take your hands And ride the feeding cart... Your little dreams are nothing now Your dreams are nothing to me, I'll make another Piece from all the crap around and keep the best for me I seem never to get the message through That shit should mean something to you I tell you brother, it's easy to hold the imaging Of the cod metal king Falling, we're falling... Back at beginnings Don't mean a thing when you come to the cod metal king You can't deny the power of the millions who are weak They never bother to take a look At what it takes, to get us through the sheep 3 am I drive alone I drive where no one will follow me I keep it low Inside my coat I keep it there for me And I can't believe We've pass the point I can't believe we're through, I take another Look around And track it down And disease was right in you Falling, we're falling... Back at beginnings Don't mean a thing when you come to the cod metal king .. metal king.... |
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from Strapping Young Lad - Dire (2003)
Human Mind, Human Soul...
Human Weakness I love you... I love you... Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! No... no one No pride at all I see devastation and I'm ready to BURN! My skin is infected Quiet now, Quiet now... Quiet Human I love you... I love you... Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! No... no one No pride at all You Fail I am Temptation... your Saviour Now your Soul dies... You won't survive Nothing will ever survive... Filling the void with nothingness All rise... Satan steals you away Hate Springs eternal I see devastation and I'm ready to BURN! My skin is infected And I never... Never... There's no release |
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from Strapping Young Lad - Heavy As A Really Heavy Thing (2003)
All is calm, and all is right
You took the call, you took the fight I'm finished here, I'm on the next This time, this time, this time, this time, you call All you are, is all you are All is cold, and all is dead It's time, it's time, I need, I need you Mora Help me end my nights here And help me get this water clear All is calm and all is lost You call, you call, you call, you call me Mora Critic... You're the critic... You're the critic In the night I lay awake I know it's cheating baby But I know I have a right And in the dawn I see the question A bleeding wrong forcing right Sometimes night I can't stop thinking And I'm calling it a soul strike |
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from Strapping Young Lad - City (1997)
I've Got A Feeling
With The Wrong People And I Can't Control My Thoughts I Wish That I Could Sleep And Just Get This Over With ...This Is Only High School Bullshit... I Just Want To Feel I Was Warned Absolutley Numb No Good Around People Everyone Knows And Watches Me How Did I Get Here Tonight? What Am I Doing Here? How Did I Reach This State? How Did I Lose My Sight? I'm Lost ... I'm Freaking And Everybody Knows ... Everyone's Watching ...So Here's All My Hopes And Aspirations Nothing But Puke God, I'm So Lonely... I Just Want To Feel |
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from 2002 부산 국제 락 페스티벌 [live] (2002)
I've Got A Feeling
With The Wrong People And I Can't Control My Thoughts I Wish That I Could Sleep And Just Get This Over With ...This Is Only High School Bullshit... I Just Want To Feel I Was Warned Absolutley Numb No Good Around People Everyone Knows And Watches Me How Did I Get Here Tonight? What Am I Doing Here? How Did I Reach This State? How Did I Lose My Sight? I'm Lost ... I'm Freaking And Everybody Knows ... Everyone's Watching ...So Here's All My Hopes And Aspirations Nothing But Puke God, I'm So Lonely... I Just Want To Feel |
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from Strapping Young Lad - Dire (2003)
Devour the living
Devour the dead We learn how we live when we die Divide... Divide... Divide We learn how we live when we die Divide... MULTIPLY Divide... MULTIPLY Divide... MULTIPLY We learn hown we live when we die Dividing the living... Defining the dead One hundred or more in the womb One hundred will go... one hundred below One hundred will burn it away Oh God help me with these dreams Of one hundred millions souls washed away One hundred will go... one hundred below One hundred will burn it away |
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from Strapping Young Lad - Dire (2003)
ever... Forever... For EVER
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from Strapping Young Lad - Dire (2003)
Praing yourself,
Do you know what you're doing? Point blank when you hear what I say No way you can wash away nature... Do you know what you're doing... Do you know what to say? Dripping... Seeping Dripping... Leaking Dripping... Cabbages Grazing away Do you know what you're feeling? You fool... do you know where you lay? I'm gone, there's no answer... it's over Do you know what I'm saying... Do you know what I'm saying? Dripping... Gigbutt Dirt Pride... My pride Dripping... Bunksock Bathe... Bathe... Commiserate...Commiserate... I'm not about helping hopeless Bored when I wash them away... Internal a body at war with itself And the bleeding I do... it's for me Dripping... Seeping Dripping... Leaking Dripping... Cabbages Bathe... Bathe... Commiserate... Commiserate Praising yourself Do you know what you're doing? Point blank when you hear what I say No color, no code, no creed... WAR Wash my fucking balls |
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from Strapping Young Lad - Heavy As A Really Heavy Thing (2003)
i watch the way you move,
and i count by the way you press your eyes and by the little things that put you down, ride the rails to where you are - help me thank you all, let me fuck you all, and by the way you bitch and masturbate, the bold ones carry on and on the way your prayer come up and have fun - the way to carry on i'm a dog, i know, i'm a dog it's the only way, it's the corner stay push the freight along and grant them all their little goddamn shitty things in the light it grows, slower than before, "ten-four, they've got to burn, the 9.3 will come to carry on..." gimme some of your good loving, i need your good loving dog, i'm a dog, i know i'm a dog, i'm a dog, i know i'm a dog... oh, elvis yer just standin' there and completely naked and i's jest thinkin' to m'self "goddamn-it boy! you've come a quite a little while for such a little country doggie..." and now he's touching himself in private how may people do you know who can make it through life without ever buying a goddamn vowel |
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from Strapping Young Lad - Heavy As A Really Heavy Thing (2003)
Racing' cross the heavens
Straight into the dawn Looking like a comet Slicing through the morn Scorching the horizon Blazing to the land Now he's here amongst us The age of fire's at hand Stand by for Exciter Salvation is his task Stand by for Exciter Salvation bids to ask Everything he touches Fries into a crisp, Let him get close to you So you're in his trip, First you'll smoke and smoulder Blister up and singe When ignition hits you the very soul of your being will cringe. Stand by for Exciter Salvation is his task Stand by for Exciter Here he comes now Fall to your knees and repent if you please Who is this man? Where is he from? Exciter comes For everyone. You'll never see him But you will taste the fire upon your tongue He's come to make you snap out Of the state that you are in Looks around and make you See the light again So much self-indulgence Results in shattered eyes Predominant complacency Leads to beguiling lies. Stand by for Exciter Salvation is his task Stand by for Exciter Salvation bids to ask When he leaps amidst us With combustive dance All shall bear the branding Of his thermal lance, Cauterizing masses Melting into one Only when there's order Will his job be done. Stand by for Exciter Salvation is his task Stand by for Exciter Here he comes now Fall to your knees and repent if you please Who is this man? Where is he from? Exciter comes For everyone You'll never see him But you will taste the fire upon your tongue Racing past the heavens Straight into the dawn Looking like a comet Slicing through the morn Scorching the horizon Blazing to the land Now he's here amongst us The age of fire's at hand Stand by for Exciter Stand by for Exciter |
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from Strapping Young Lad - Live In Australia/ No Sleep 'till Bedtime (2002)
COME ON
King Raul beat off Fucking strength King Raul beat off Fucking strength Now that the music industry's ill And we're the fucking antidote One line and you're outta control Yeah, you fucking suck! HEY! King Raul beat off Fucking strength King Raul beat off Fucking strength Oh, you ironic pop-rock fuck Don't you fuck with METAL One line and you're outta control Yeah, we fucking OWN YOU! King Raul beat off Fucking strength King Raul beat off Fucking right Can't wait to feel it again And I need to feel, whoa When I was somebody else When I was just a boy METAL! (come on) [Solo / harmonized lead] LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, THE MAGGOT MASTER! Now in the halls of the necro lord Flash of fear when he sees my sword Raped his woman, smoked his bone Leave a booger underneath his throne! King Raul beat off Fucking wank King Raul beat off Fucking... FUCKING WANK! So... I... Can't wait to feel it again And I need to feel, whoa When I was somebody else When I was just a boy METAL! |
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from Strapping Young Lad - Dire (2003)
Animal, you're an animal...
You're a goddamn fucking animal It sucks you in... pulls you in No one knows One never breaks if you never bend Don't ever try, don't ever win Animal, you're an animal... you're a goddamn fucking animal Face your fears: you gotta face your fears You gotta ride... We're young We'll find a way to love again And we'll find a way... Find a way to the world And we'll find a way... Force Fed to the world No shades of grey... just seas of red To bathe in what makes you whole What makes you whole? |
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from Strapping Young Lad - Alien (2005)
Animal, you're an animal...
You're a goddamn fucking animal It sucks you in... pulls you in No one knows One never breaks if you never bend Don't ever try, don't ever win Animal, you're an animal... you're a goddamn fucking animal Face your fears: you gotta face your fears You gotta ride... We're young We'll find a way to love again And we'll find a way... Find a way to the world And we'll find a way... Force Fed to the world No shades of grey... just seas of red To bathe in what makes you whole What makes you whole? |
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from Strapping Young Lad - Heavy As A Really Heavy Thing (2003)
work expectations bind the holy to the wrong
reflecting what they'll never be sing out, pay out another day has come and gone get used to the feeling of rotting just watch it, goat boy you watch it, you're a goat down in the rust steel yard a goat boy loses limb no need to feed old nan and kids old buck he pumps it up, to keep his life from getting low then back to compo when he's home just watch the goat boy just watch it, you're a goat let me hear the goat boy talk! don't judge me, goat boy you watch it, you're a goat |
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from Strapping Young Lad - Heavy As A Really Heavy Thing (2003)
You pretentious fucking losers
You've got nothing at all You've got your fingers in your asshole And your hand on the call And you talk such fucking horseshit That it's hard to believe That you almost make careers out of being naive You, you are a fucker 'cause you sold my guitar You, you are a fucker, seeking fortune in bars You, you are a fucker, 'cause you say such stupid shit I've got a better line in pocket lint That what you've done with it So if you are an asshole who pretends to be a friend Then get your ass in music, you'll be set to the end, ending And now you've got the nerve to ask me about my temper? Why yes, I have become a fucking happy camper! I hate your fucking faces and your trendy cut hair I hate the fact you think your job will go anywhere Because its use is just the same as what I shit into the bowl Just like the mess between your ears is like the mess in my hole I hate your loser friends who only come out when it's right I hate that when it's down you run instead of fight I'm set to think your lot in life to test the stronger ones Will just require some chicken shit and also sneakers for the run I dig it away, the shit you puked instead of swallowed In an attempt to try and find the dick instead of the load So when you move and stand aside my mood will hamper And yes, I will become a fucking happy camper! Stuck in endless winter with your press to keep you sane Wait for useless numbers to grow useful once again Where the heat will come again, your flaw grows sick Your flaw will send, the shit you call your business To the place that is your end Stuck in the winter, cold and wet Your stupid friends have come and went And you're left behind with your idiot job And it's far from a prize, you fucking dink You're a fucking dink... yeah! How's this for punk? Dink! Suck my cock, you pathetic excuse for a human being You're a neurotic, homophobic, racist dork. You've also got a lot of balls to dick with someone else's life, you fucking pseudo-ghetto "boy in the hood" middle-class, white, spoiled-rotten bored "gangsta" wanna-be hunk of regenerated redneck bullshit! Thank Christ you don't have to rely on that staggering intellect or dynamic personality to intimidate others, Shit for Brains. Shut the fuck up, and get out of your parents' house and get a real job, you putz, and for god's sake, quit being such a fucking sheep! Now grow the hell up! ... Dink I let it get me down because you're in it for the glory And I'd rather leave with reason than go dying for a story And this whole L.A. rock thing That the malls are buying up It doesn't work, it doesn't work It's so inbred I might throw up And now I'm put into the middle With the contracts and the bunk, and I always end up hearing "Hey man, punk... let's have more punk!" So here I am to do a favour, save some hassle, kiss and tell That either way my music's shit and it ain't ever going to sell So if you've got the gall to take this shit blown up your ass And you've got the cash and balls to pump the same crap out en masse Then hell, I'll stand aside and with your plans I'll never tamper I'll sit and write you songs and be a fucking happy camper Yeah, send me out a contract and in clauses you will lurk The smaller points so I can give it all and save you work You say an album's not an album without issues left to hamper Well then, fuck I guess I am a fucking Happy Fucking Camper |
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from Strapping Young Lad - City (1997)
Hey, You Failed Like God in Me
Feasting Like Dogs, You Fucks, Get Out Of My Way I Warned You... Hey, The Fools Shall Not Be Entertained Feasting Like Gods You Fucks Are In My Way I Warned You... Fuck You ... Stupid Human Beings... Technology Will Be The Second Coming And It Will Hit Us While You're Looking For A Man I Warned You... T E C H N O L O G Y Hating, Burning, Waiting, Falling Fucking, Twisted Human Cancer Fuck Your Bullshit America |
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from Strapping Young Lad - Live In Australia/ No Sleep 'till Bedtime (2002)
Hey, You Failed Like God in Me
Feasting Like Dogs, You Fucks, Get Out Of My Way I Warned You... Hey, The Fools Shall Not Be Entertained Feasting Like Gods You Fucks Are In My Way I Warned You... Fuck You ... Stupid Human Beings... Technology Will Be The Second Coming And It Will Hit Us While You're Looking For A Man I Warned You... T E C H N O L O G Y Hating, Burning, Waiting, Falling Fucking, Twisted Human Cancer Fuck Your Bullshit America |
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from Strapping Young Lad - Alien (2005)
WE HAVE RETURNED
FOREVER'S INVENTION THE TWO BECAME ONE TILL WE COLLIDE TWO WORLDS COLLIDE TILL WE COLLIDE...OH... Further...further...FURTHER!!! NOW is the TIME we DELIVER!!! ...SING and BE HEARD! NOW!!! by the PROPHECY of the fucking weak that fucking wept... WE SHALL BE HEARD!!! |
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from Strapping Young Lad - Live In Australia/ No Sleep 'till Bedtime (2002)
Drive
He's trying To tempt me, take me, down me, rape me, fuck her... Fuck yourself, you'll never take me live Goddamn this sun Go, he's not the one Take this away... July, July, July Bring me rain Drive Keep calm These are only just illusions And whatever has been said It has now gone completely wrong But keep your head, don't freak... Keep your eyes upon the road And just don't think about that room... Oh holy fuck Oh holy fuck, oh holy fuck Goddamn this heat Christ, goddamn this shit Take this away... July, July, July Bring me rain He said "I know that you know that I am the one" "You know that I've found a way..." Don't die on me, don't leave me alone!!! Give me this chance and I'll make it the last I will never succumb I will never succumb Come rain down Down, down, down... |
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from Strapping Young Lad - Heavy As A Really Heavy Thing (2003)
Drive
He's trying To tempt me, take me, down me, rape me, fuck her... Fuck yourself, you'll never take me live Goddamn this sun Go, he's not the one Take this away... July, July, July Bring me rain Drive Keep calm These are only just illusions And whatever has been said It has now gone completely wrong But keep your head, don't freak... Keep your eyes upon the road And just don't think about that room... Oh holy fuck Oh holy fuck, oh holy fuck Goddamn this heat Christ, goddamn this shit Take this away... July, July, July Bring me rain He said "I know that you know that I am the one" "You know that I've found a way..." Don't die on me, don't leave me alone!!! Give me this chance and I'll make it the last I will never succumb I will never succumb Come rain down Down, down, down... |
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from Strapping Young Lad - Alien (2005)
The song's lyrics are in Morse Code, and when decoded, say:
x2+y2=z2 1+1=0 all is an echo reflections of an eternal present connect now and emerge om om om |
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from Strapping Young Lad - Live In Australia/ No Sleep 'till Bedtime (2002)
Time waits for no one
No holy saviour came again It's here now, my old friend And it's time to go home... Back to the stars Now I know how it sounds But I know how I feel And this boredom kicks into the aligned The invisible and the divine And the lights upon the hill at night They have followed me young And into tomorrow No time for you Time alone This time I think I've found it Goodbye my love It came for me I'm going back to Japan No time for you Time alone This time I think I've found it Goodbye my love It came for me I'm going back to Japan Goodbye my love It came for me I'm going back to Japan |
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from Strapping Young Lad - Dire (2003)
Borne... void... nothingness
Watch the signs, stay holding... waiting... war Born son of righteousness Holy water holding back the storm I WANT YOUR HEAD I WANT YOU DEAD I WANT YOUR HEAD I WANT YOUR HATE... LOVE... HATE ME HATE... LOVE... Ain't enough |
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from Strapping Young Lad - Alien (2005)
(Fuck it!)
(There's no external way to tell when a woman is ready to recieve) MARCH!!! LOVE... is a way of feeling LOVE is a way of feeling less alone So what's all the fuss about?!? "FUCK IT" LOVE: the paradox of needing OH LOVE, MAKE WAY FOR BREEDING GIVE IT TO ME! GIVE IT TO ME! FUCK YOU AND YOUR TALK OF LOVE! I know what I stand for; I STAND FOR ME!!! I'll wait for the nigiht to come So far, suicide at home For I'm not the man you know This love it's about control OH WHAT A FEELING!!!!! OH WHAT A FEEDING!!!!! Know the chosen ones ARE HERE! ALL HAIL!!! ...SHIT (FUCK IT!) I'll wait for the night to come So far, suicide at home For I'm not the man you know... This love, IS ABOUT CONTROL YOU FUCKERS! ALL IN THE NAME OF LOVE ALL IN THE NAME OF LOVE ALL IN THE NAME OF LOVE |
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from Strapping Young Lad - City (1997)
There Is No Insanity, Rather A Super Sanity
More Suited For Life At The End Of The 20th Century Where Everything Is Art, And Everything Is Trying To Express It, Where Everything Is Art, And Everything Is Trying To Comunicate It... All Intelligent Beings Sleep The Dreaming Of Dreams And They've All Come Up To Meet Me Tonight Although While In The Morning, All Their Wonder And Their Glory Was Turned Ugly And Quite Simple Like A Venue When You're Loading In Gear Sexuality, Eroticism In Asexual Pursuasions. Man Or Woman, Make's No Difference In The Outcome No Fasion, No Tolerance For Stupidity Or Ignorance ..."Adidas" Or "The Arch Deluxe"... And Time Is Now An Object Oh My Fucking God... Oh I'm Fucking God... And I'll Dream All This Into Becoming Real And Until Such Time That You Can Prove Me Otherwise I Will Continue With My Agnostic Travels Until I've Found A Place That Dreams With Me... ...A Place That Feeds On My Rountine All I Want Is My Mommy... All I Want Is My Mommy... All I Want Is My Mommy... All I Want Is My Mommy... This Is The Night That It All Changes |
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from Strapping Young Lad - Live In Australia/ No Sleep 'till Bedtime (2002)
There Is No Insanity, Rather A Super Sanity
More Suited For Life At The End Of The 20th Century Where Everything Is Art, And Everything Is Trying To Express It, Where Everything Is Art, And Everything Is Trying To Comunicate It... All Intelligent Beings Sleep The Dreaming Of Dreams And They've All Come Up To Meet Me Tonight Although While In The Morning, All Their Wonder And Their Glory Was Turned Ugly And Quite Simple Like A Venue When You're Loading In Gear Sexuality, Eroticism In Asexual Pursuasions. Man Or Woman, Make's No Difference In The Outcome No Fasion, No Tolerance For Stupidity Or Ignorance ..."Adidas" Or "The Arch Deluxe"... And Time Is Now An Object Oh My Fucking God... Oh I'm Fucking God... And I'll Dream All This Into Becoming Real And Until Such Time That You Can Prove Me Otherwise I Will Continue With My Agnostic Travels Until I've Found A Place That Dreams With Me... ...A Place That Feeds On My Rountine All I Want Is My Mommy... All I Want Is My Mommy... All I Want Is My Mommy... All I Want Is My Mommy... This Is The Night That It All Changes |
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from Strapping Young Lad - Alien (2005)
I want your HEART
Your SOUL... ...and your MIND You'll give me TRUST ...Your body, Then you're mine! ...And being HUMAN ...is FUCKED as it is. With all these questions Of FAITH, and of...KIDS!!! So what do you wanna do now baby??? ...Do you wanna have a fucking BABY!? NO!!!!!!!! Whoa no...God no... Whoa no...God... GIVE IT AWAY (Goddamn I need it...) GIVE IT AWAY (Goddamn I need it...) GIVE IT AWAY (Goddamn I need it...) GIVE IT AWAY, GIVE IT AWAY, GO!!! GIVE IT AWAY (Goddamn I need it...) GIVE IT AWAY (Goddamn I need it...) GIVE IT AWAY (Goddamn I need it...) GIVE IT AWAY, GIVE IT AWAY, ALL!!! GET AWAY (Goddamn I need to...) GET AWAY (Goddamn I need to...) GET AWAY (Goddamn I need to...) GET AWAY, GET AWAY, GO!!! GET AWAY (Goddamn we need to...) GET AWAY (Goddamn we need to...) GET AWAY (Goddamn we need to...) GET INTO THE CAR AND DRIVE!!! Far!!! Far!!! Far!!! Far!!! Vacation, procreation, sterilization, DISNEYLAND!!! ...should we do it? ...d'ya wanna DO IT?!?!?!?! I'll protect you... Mommy!!! Children and money and family and DEATH and TAXES and CAREER And PICKET FENCES ...JUST GET OUT OF MY HEAD!!! TAKE IT!!! FUCK IT ALL!!! (Chorus) HERE IT COMES!!!!! AHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YEAH! |
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from Strapping Young Lad - Dire (2003)
Rape is just cause for murdering
Waste life... Die bastard die bastard burn Rape gives strength to weakness Lies prone... cold and alone He says... I want you for your body I want you for your body I want you for your body I want you for your body Body... Body... Body... Body... Body Here now alone with all who love her Now feel this come down on you You fucking pig... now you die I want you for your body I want you for your body I want you for your body I want to see you fucking dead |
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from Strapping Young Lad - Dire (2003)
Bombs away... Bombs away...
All is in its place It's time to lay... It's time to lay... everything to waste I'll walk away Won't hesitate By the way... Honesty is everything I've ever wanted Strip it away... today's the day In what I do there's no disgrace Calling you out Calling! Calling... Long may we Reign... This is Relentless This is our World This is Relentless |
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from Strapping Young Lad - City (1997)
What you don't understand is where everything's leading
When all the signs you see still point to overload As you reach out your hand, a shattered picture's receding Like tail-lights along that lonesome stretch of broken road 'Cause you've been to the past and it's just a reminder A recollection of faces that will never come to call When you've cut through the mask, when you've been through the grinder Sometimes you forget that you had ever been there at all Up here in room 429 Seems like the world ain't so unkind I want to take you to that empty room tonight In the shadow of doubt, in the crush of an instant Standing in the rain outside my door hand on your knife When you reach a brick wall, there is still a decision Always thought if I had to lose I'd surely choose my life Up here in room 429 Seems like the world ain't so unkind I want to take you to that empty room tonight We'll tell the world outside the door That we ain't never coming back no more We're going to stay in here till we turn off the night Till we turn off the night City breathes so softly, everything is sleeping I am at the window silently watching I can see you standing alone against the winter I can hear you asking but the streets they are not giving Don't look to the ocean, restless in its dreaming Don't look to the heavens for they will tell you nothing If living is for learning then dying is forgetting Once we have forgotten then we can go on living In a lifetime of hope, in a second of kindness There is never a doubt that we are born and die alone From within or without there's no way they can find us When they knock at the door the lights are on but we ain't home Up here in room 429 Yeah, the world ain't so unkind I want to take you to that empty room tonight We'll tell the world outside the door That we ain't never coming back no more I want to stay in here till we turn off the night We're going to stay in here till we turn off the night Till we turn off the night Till we turn off the night |
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from Strapping Young Lad - Heavy As A Really Heavy Thing (2003)
I am the coming of a new age
Past your shit by far I was a puzzle in your sick life, But will never be a piece anymore. Because I worked through your fucking bullshit And I worked through your fucking lies Now I'm working on the edge With a thousand times the stress, So I can damn you down to size. I worked in your fucking warehouse I worked in your fucking dream I worked on the edge of the product community And found that nothing's what it seemed I fucking hate you....X8 Devy worked in the corner of the piss yard Bored and plagued by pain, Devy got a taste of the corporate community, And never went back again. I worked for you fucking bastards I worked for your fucking lies I went and pissed away too may fucking opportunities To try and make you fuckers feel right And I fucking hate you...X8 I am the coming of a new age Stained we still stand tall I am the coming of a new age And I will never fall I bear the questions of a new time Seen but never heard I've seen the comings of a new time, get ready... Coz here it comes. Pushing your incompetance, And racial views aside And never now, Until death again, is there anywhere to... hide It starts here my friends, My brothers and sisters, The courage to show what is brave, and not to be weakened To stand it through, by any length To look into the eyes, And have the strength of men who say "fuck you" I won't do what you tell me..."fuck you" I don't care who you are..."fuck you" I'll never stop believing..."fuck you" And I'll never be the one who takes the heat in the name Of the remorse that isn't pushed into a hole Waiting now, and packing down Into the open spaces we must go and not be frightened As children we came, As children we go, So never look behind you, never look behind... "fuck you" It isn't a decision."fuck you" It's a sign of greater things."fuck you" And a loss will never matter..."fuck you" |
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from Strapping Young Lad - Alien (2005)
I wonder why
Need you to try And on the way, ...reeling... ...feeling... BURN! I've seen your shine It seems divine! But by the way... ...you're clouded... I'M CLOUDED??? AAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!! Don't tell me SHIT! Don't you tell ME fucking SHIT! BORING, YOU'RE BORING BORING YOU'RE BORING, YOU'RE BORING, YOU'RE BORING, YOU'RE BORING, YOU'RE BORING ME INTO MYSELF! SHINE ON, SHINE ON, SHINE ON... I wonder why Need you to try But by the way YOU'RE CLOUDED... WE'RE ALL CLOUDED BOY!!! |
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from Strapping Young Lad - Alien (2005)
YOU BASTARD!!!
Know, know, KNOW I HATE YOU!!! EVERYTHING...everything, EVERYTHING... is WRONG!!! And I don't want to fight... Because I don't know what's WRONG or RIGHT But I'll do ANYTHING just to get some FUCKING sleep tonight... And I can't even EAT And I can't even FUCKING PISS!!! All I've been doing is thinking about GOD and DEATH InFiNiTy!!!!! Sleep little baby, don't you cry...little baby... NOW You'll fucking listen to me...Everybody in my MOTHERFUCKING LIFE; All I've been looking for is an excuse to feel this way... ...and now I know... HA! I KNOW!!! I'm in control of the infinite mind, And I control infinite Power When?!?!?!? EVERY BLACK MINUTE And self-control is something I've learned... But don't think I won't do it, Don't you EVER forget; If you want crazy... IF YOU AWNT FUCKING CRAZY... I'll SHOW YOU HOW TO BE CRAZY FUCK YOU!!!! LADIES!!! All this time I thought you wanted me to be like YOU ...you don't want me to BE LIKE YOU, now you'll sing for ME! Baby!!! Little baby, little baby...YEAH!!! Aw, FUCK!!!! FUCK!!!!!!!! KNOW...KNOW...KNOW... I FUCKING HATE MYSELF EVERYTHING...EVERYTHING...EVERYTHING about this is FUCKD!!! Now it's SCIENCE!!! SCIENCE!!! SCIENCE!!! ...and... MATH!!! MATH!!! MATH!!! |
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from Strapping Young Lad - Alien (2005)
I control an awkward soul
And my lines Are automatic, automatically drawn Realizing a multiverse in just one thing And then I'm automatic, automatically gone WRITING DOWN MY INFINITY WRITING FOR ALL ETERNITY Colors relate to numbers relate to SOUND ...relates to FORM relate to WAR relate to SEX relates to HEALING Relates to ALL GOD VI-BRA-TION!!!! |
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from Strapping Young Lad - Heavy As A Really Heavy Thing (2003)
sit here
blue light washed out borrowed pin me up and boil welcome to the wrong ...skin me... silent filter sucks in the resting whipping children posture frozen god. hungry muted nations ...skin me... it's just a feeling i have it's like a feeling of death you can't be in it for the cash you must be in it for life and if your houses i need and if the payment is real and if your mind is at ease that is the death of music |
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from Strapping Young Lad - City (1997)
I'm right here where you left me experimenting
-bored out of my fucking mind... please give me a sign, please show me that you're alive There's got to be a better way ...another place for me please, help me please... You'll never be what you try to be if you want to be it God help the king of nothing It's getting late I'm getting old and every night I just sleep, we never talk and every night, I look in the sky and I pray to God they'll hear me... And if this is all there is ...if this is it Won't... Won't someone tell me Because I'm so fucking sick of all you stupid people all you sick stupid people |
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from Strapping Young Lad - Live In Australia/ No Sleep 'till Bedtime (2002)
I am the coming of a new age
Past your shit by far I was a puzzle in your sick life But will never be a piece anymore Because I worked through your fucking bullshit And I worked through your fucking lies Now I'm working on the edge With a thousand times the stress So I can damn you down to size I worked in your fucking warehouse I worked in your fucking dream I worked on the edge of the product community And found that nothing's what it seemed I fucking hate you.... Devy worked in the corner of the piss yard Bored and plagued by pain Devy got a taste of the corporate community And never went back again I worked for you fucking bastards I worked for your fucking lies I went and pissed away too many fucking opportunities To try and make you fuckers feel right And I fucking hate you.... I am the coming of a new age Stained we still stand tall I am the coming of a new age And I will never fall I bear the questions of a new time Seen but never heard I've seen the comings of a new time, get ready... 'Cause here it comes Pushing your incompetence And racial views aside And never now Until death again, is there anywhere to... hide It starts here my friends My brothers and sisters The courage to show what is brave, and not be weakened To stand it through, by any length To look into the eyes And have the strength of men who say "fuck you" I won't do what you tell me... I don't care who you are... I'll never stop believing And I'll never be the one who takes the heat in the name Of the remorse that isn't pushed into a hole Waiting now, and packing down Into the open spaces we must go and not be frightened As children we came As children we go So never look behind you, never look behind... "fuck you" It isn't a decision... It's a sign of greater things... And a loss will never matter... |
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from Strapping Young Lad - Alien (2005)
Making money, save my mind.
Made up manic form you fake, FUCK YOU!!! Close your eyes and believe Believe that the garden is all that you need Believe you must bow to your knees Believe what you want to believe ...Just believe I'M FREE!!! ...ALIVE!!! I'm MASTER!!! ...AND COMMANDER!!! ...OF MY LIFE!!! ...OF MY FATE!!! ...OF MY FAITH ...IN US!!! We're all we have now. Alone. We're all we have now... Who? |
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from Strapping Young Lad - Alien (2005)
What do you wanna do now baby?
should we take the day... ...maybe go to the beach? What do you want me to say now baby, I may be gone... but never out of reach. Ooh, baby blue. Ooh... Why? |
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from Strapping Young Lad - City (1997)
On and on, it's on and on
On and on, it goes on and on And no one knows why, no one knows why A new time, with new ways New thoughts, a new age On and on, it's gone on and on On and on, it goes on and on Say good-bye! Say good-bye! Say good-bye! Say good-bye! No one knows why, no one knows why A new time, with new ways... New thought, a new age I'm tired of waiting I'm tired of fighting I'm tired of waiting for fucking nothing I'm sick of lying I'm sick of trying I'm tired of waiting for fucking nothing .. Tired of hating, bored of dying Tired of waking from the dreams of morning... Sick of trying, sick of whining Tired of waking from the dreams of morning I'm tired of waiting I'm tired of fighting I'm tired of waiting for fucking nothing I'm sick of lying I'm sick of trying I'm tired of waiting for fucking nothing They're underneath the waves... They're underneath the waves... ...underneath the waves... ...underneath the waves... |
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from Strapping Young Lad - City (1997)
I Want To Be Where The Action Is
It's Time Again We Won't Get A Second Chance Everything Is Dying Fuck Sleep, Fuck Beauty, I Know I Have To Make It Alone It's 2:45 A.M. And I'm Freaking Out All I Can Think Of Is Glory, And I'm Sitting In Burnaby At 2:45 In The Fucking Morning Freaking The Fuck Out One Month And I'm Gone Forever Fuck This Once And For All... And Just Like All Those Bullshit Jobs I Swore I'd Never Go Back To I Swear I'll Never Go Back To This Life Fuck This Can You Believe This Shit People? All You Stupid Fucking People With Your Useless Fucking Lives And Your Bullshit Priorities And Your Sick Fucking Wars And Your Pathetic Religion And Your Shit Music And Your Sick Fucking Hate Bullshit, Sitcom, North American Ignorance A New Time Is Coming And We Know You'll Awake In There Who's Your Daddy? |
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from Strapping Young Lad - Live In Australia/ No Sleep 'till Bedtime (2002)
I Want To Be Where The Action Is
It's Time Again We Won't Get A Second Chance Everything Is Dying Fuck Sleep, Fuck Beauty, I Know I Have To Make It Alone It's 2:45 A.M. And I'm Freaking Out All I Can Think Of Is Glory, And I'm Sitting In Burnaby At 2:45 In The Fucking Morning Freaking The Fuck Out One Month And I'm Gone Forever Fuck This Once And For All... And Just Like All Those Bullshit Jobs I Swore I'd Never Go Back To I Swear I'll Never Go Back To This Life Fuck This Can You Believe This Shit People? All You Stupid Fucking People With Your Useless Fucking Lives And Your Bullshit Priorities And Your Sick Fucking Wars And Your Pathetic Religion And Your Shit Music And Your Sick Fucking Hate Bullshit, Sitcom, North American Ignorance A New Time Is Coming And We Know You'll Awake In There Who's Your Daddy? |
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from Strapping Young Lad - Alien (2005)
What are you doing in my face?
Where are you going with all haste? Why did this begin? Why did we start this? And why can't you remember? God damn you Why don't you ever listen to the things that you say? Your words are there for us to deconstruct anyway Yes -- you are a product of that environment But change is always there if you want it Cold and foreign, spirit broken Please can we go home? No (solo 1: The Dev) (solo 2: Sinsimon) What the fuck was that? I'm being completely rational I'm not yelling! In every relationship There has to be compromise And God knows every one of them has baggage I know I have my issues And we know you have yours! Put it in gear, motherfucker For tonight we ride Deny the ride You and I connect and emerge |
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from Strapping Young Lad - Alien (2005)
Oh, did you think that I was KIDDING???
Oh, DID YOU THINK THAT I WAS??? Oh, too late, too late... Aw, TOO LATE MOTHERFUCKER!!! MUST REMEMBER TO KEEP BOTH FEET ON THE GROUND EVERYTHING IN MY LIFE IS TURNING ROUND Then... we're the only ones We're GODS, not demons ZEN ZEN Zen...on the way I'm feeling Zen...on the way we're feeling On we go...we're waiting now... Are you looking at me?!? ...Why do you keep looking at me?!? ...am I not merciful? YES!!! we're the only ones We're GODS AND DEMONS ZEN ZEN Zen...on the way I'm feeling Zen...on the way we're feeling Zen...on the way I'm feeling Zen...on the way we're feeling Connect now and emerge. |