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from Tankard - Disco Destroyer (2001)
Here he comes, my old friend
Telling me to obey Giving orders, I'm the slave "The women" he whispers "All sluts except for Mommy" I'll kill'em all, I promise You're gonna be bleeding for me This is the right way can't you see? Baby, taste my long hard knife Gonna cut right through your life No use running for the phone Gonna cut you to the bone Serial killer! Serial killer! "Hurt her god! Hurt her bad!" Luscious pain, fear and dread When they die, I get so sad Forgive me, my darling I didn't mean to kill you I have to swallow my sin You're gonna be dinner for me This is the right way can't you see? Baby, taste my long hard knife Gonna cut right through your life No use running for the phone Gonna cut you to the bone Serial killer! Serial killer! Why oh why, have to stop But the voice says I must Next time gotta keep control "You loser, you bastard" "You've gotta start all over" The slaughter starts all over She's gonna be bleeding for me This is right way can you see? Baby, taste my long hard knife Gonna cut right through your life No use running for the phone Gonna cut you to the bone Serial killer! Serial killer! |
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from Tankard - Disco Destroyer (2001)
I don't like your clubs
I don't like your drugs Where's my whisky bar? I don't like this beat It ain't got no meat Need a mean guitar! Fuck it all! Nobody singin' my song Nobody singin' my song Fuck it all! Nobody bangin' alone Nobody bangin' alone Fuck it all! Hard Rockin' Dinosaur You gotta tell me where it's at Hard Rockin' Dinosaur This fuckin' planet cut no slack Hard Rockin' Dinosaur I need a heavy rockin' track I don't dig your style Polyester smile Smell my leather, fool I can't take your jive No one here's alive Better hot than cool Fuck it all! Nobody singin' my song Nobody singin' my song Fuck it all! Nobody bangin' alone Nobody bangin' alone Fuck it all! Hard Rockin' Dinosaur You gotta tell me where it's at Hard Rockin' Dinosaur This fuckin' planet cut no slack Hard Rockin' Dinosaur I need a heavy rockin' track Time to hit the road Find my motherload Cruisin' free again Play the Ace Of Spades This is how I made ('Cos) I'm a... Hard Rockin' Dinosaur You gotta tell me where it's at Hard Rockin' Dinosaur This fuckin' planet cut no slack Hard Rockin' Dinosaur I need a heavy rockin' track |
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from Tankard - Disco Destroyer (2001)
The day I saw your face
I knew you were my only love So blonde and innocent A gift from heaven up above I'm praying for our love Forever I await you call My room a temple now A million photos on the wall Baby I need you The feelings that I get I want to please you My dreams are oh so wet Please don't ignore me For we must be as one Oh can you feel me Oh baby, here I come Fuck all the royalty I'm in love with the Queen of Hearts Fuck all the millionaires I'm in love with the Queen of Hearts Fuck all the journalists I'm in love with the Queen of Hearts You are my Daily Mirror and my Son You are my Colour My Star, oh you're the one I want to be your Royal family Why was the music By Elton John, not me? They say you're dead and gone You're livin'deep inside of me We're lying on the beach In Mendocino, Waikiki They say I'm going nuts But I will bring you back to life I'll free you from the grave And, darling, you will be my wife You are my Daily Mirror and my Son You are my Colour My Star, oh you're the one I want to be your Royal family Why was the music By Elton John, not me? Fuck all the royalty I'm in love with the Queen of Hearts Fuck all the millionaires I'm in love with the Queen of Hearts Fuck all the journalists I'm in love with the Queen of Hearts Fuck all the rockstars I'm in love with the Queen of Hearts |
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from Tankard - Disco Destroyer (2001)
What a day, what a day, what a day, what a day
Life's great when graveyard is your home What a day, what a day, what a day Undead rotting bones When we come to town The people just keep their heads down Trying to escape Corpses all over the place Maggots in my brain Believe me, I don't feel no pain Fingers are my tools Bloodthirst is pretty cool Soon you'll see, you run out of time What a day, what a day, what a day, what a day Life's great when graveyard is your home What a day, what a day, what a day Undead rotting bones Neon nights are bright Nobody of us saw daylight Cannot lose our lites No limits in the minds Killin' just for fun Tomorrow it will be your turn Going straight to hell Agony, I can tell Soon you'll see, you run out of time What a day, what a day, what a day, what a day Life's great when graveyard is your home What a day, what a day, what a day Undead rotting bones When we come to town The people just keep their heads down Trying to escape Corpses all over the place Maggots in my brain Believe me, I don't feel no pain Fingers are my tools Bloodthirst is pretty cool Soon you'll see, you run out of time What a day, what a day, what a day, what a day Life's great when graveyard is your home What a day, what a day, what a day Undead rotting bones |
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from Tankard - Disco Destroyer (2001)
Woman - how many ways can I use woman
Abuse them - verbal assault and then abuse them They should be grateful - subservient and still be gratefull You drive me to my concerts, I refuse to pay for trains Complaininng's out of order, I'm your only fucking lay Do me service or be smacked, broad, if I don't get my own way (Hey you, I'd die for you) I'll drive for you, my baby I'd do it all for you (Hey you, I'd die for you) succomb to all your whims if you'd just let me in Demon - you're present in all of my nightmares I thank god - Vodka, my friend, has been my saviour Because you left me - mobility is gone, I'm stranded Give me justice, I'm the mentor, you're the only one to blame Mouth me, sugar, get a shiner, leave you for another dame Doesn't matter, seems you lost out, thank god you are all the game (Hey you, I'd die for you) I'll drive for you, my baby I'd do it all for you (Hey you, I'd die for you) succomb to all your whims if you'd just let me in Give me justice, I'm the mentor, you're the only one to blame Mouth me, sugar, get a shiner, leave you for another dame (Hey you, I'd die for you) I'll drive for you, my baby I'd do it all for you (Hey you, I'd die for you) succomb to all your whims if you'd just let me in |
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from Tankard - Disco Destroyer (2001)
Cy was a New York roach
Went to JFK Had to fly away Cy came to Frankfurt town Started looking round For a home again Found a place A dump full of rubble, trash and mould Air-raid pad A wreck of heavy metal souls Here's a chip, here's a beer back from yesteryear Here's a condom as a snack, hey this place is whack There's a hole in the wall for a sleeping place There's a smelly little things in a guitar case I'm a fan of the band, yhough they play like hell 'cause the chaos they create is my roach motel Cy drunk a lot of beer Metal in his ears Made him deaf and fat Dried junk food in the floor Porno mags and more This is what it's at Party time The band is on tour all the place is mine Call my friends The vermin of Frankfurt rules tonight Here's a chip, here's a beer back from yesteryear Here's a condom as a snack, hey this place is whack There's a hole in the wall for a sleeping place There's a smelly little things in a guitar case I'm a fan of the band, yhough they play like hell 'cause the chaos they create is my roach motel My! Insects in the drum Olaf found the scum Panic in the band Die! Kill the fucking bags Eating all our drugs Crawling in our pants What the hell? I thought Geremia was my friend Killing now! My extermination round the band Here's a chip, here's a beer back from yesteryear Here's a condom as a snack, hey this place is whack There's a hole in the wall for a sleeping place There's a smelly little things in a guitar case I'm a fan of the band, yhough they play like hell 'cause the chaos they create is my roach motel Was a fan of the band, though they play like hell Now I'm leaving for a new rockin' roach motel |
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from Tankard - Disco Destroyer (2001)
I went to a football game
Anticipating victory But they where so lame Lost the game and slipped a notch That's when I began to drink I was close to dying Watch it! I've had a bad day My team had falled and I lost the day World, I just hate you I did my best to follow the rules Watch it! I've had a bad day My team had falled and I lost the day World, I just hate you I did my best to follow the rules Freeway bound, what do I see Fifteen cops behind of me They must know I'm wasted They got me, balls to the wall Took my blood, license and all Rotting here in jail Watch it! I've had a bad day My team had falled and I lost the day World, I just hate you I did my best to follow the rules Watch it! I've had a bad day My team had falled and I lost the day World, I just hate you I did my best to follow the rules I got home and found a note She left me for another guy Just piss off and die - You bitch! |
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from Tankard - Disco Destroyer (2001)
Every day and all night long
The fucking breakdancers wanna be strong We can't hear their fucking sound We want metal - play it loud! Die - Hard! Death! Whips! Metal Militia in a heaurs Our cruelest gang on earth Django Bullwhip is the chief Smash the dancers on their knees Death by whips Kill'em hard Death by whips Kill'em hard Brealdancers wanna flee Swords and spikes to their cheeks Metal Militia wanna headbang It's so loud, you'll die in pain Die - Hard! Death! Whips! Use your bullwhips and your guns Limb by limb, now they run These are our greatest weapons To slash up those fucking cretins Death by whips Kill'em hard Death by whips Kill'em hard Every day and all night long The fucking breakdancers wanna be strong We can't hear their fucking sound We want metal - play it loud! Die - Hard! Death! Whips! Metal Militia in a heaurs Our cruelest gang on earth Django Bullwhip is the chief Smash the dancers on their knees Death by whips Kill'em hard Death by whips Kill'em hard |
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from Tankard - Disco Destroyer (2001)
You star in all my nightmares
You make my blood run cold You tore my life to pieces The selfish plan unfolds Lying! What you say is untrue You stabbed me in the back Is it something that I lack Stupid! You lured me with you cunt I lock back in the past Should've known it would not last Away! Away! I gonna get away I'm beginning ti understand Away! Away! I'm blinded by a lay It's better to use my hand Away! Away! I gonna get away No bitch ever touch me again Away! Away! I'm blinded by a lay Love's only true between man and man Traitor! You were my confident But your big-mouth did the trick That's why I can't get no chick Over! I made a big mistake Now I'm on the right track And there's no more turning back Away! Away! I gonna get away I'm beginning ti understand Away! Away! I'm blinded by a lay It's better to use my hand Away! Away! I gonna get away No bitch ever touch me again Away! Away! I'm blinded by a lay Love's only true between man and man You star in all my nightmares You make my blood run cold You tore my life to pieces The selfish plan unfolds Lying! What you say is untrue You stabbed me in the back Is it something that I lack Stupid! You lured me with you cunt I lock back in the past Should've known it would not last Away! Away! I gonna get away I'm beginning ti understand Away! Away! I'm blinded by a lay It's better to use my hand Away! Away! I gonna get away No bitch ever touch me again Away! Away! I'm blinded by a lay Love's only true between man and man |
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from Tankard - Disco Destroyer (2001)
Drugs! The Booze! My social life dies
In the name of excessive fun Tried to escape from which I cannot hide Almost died 'cause I'm on the run Searching for the answer I don't have a clue Sinking ever further Put the blame on you? Time to open my eyes and see that the enemy is me It's time to face the enmy Is it my fault or destiny? Confusion's got the best of me The mirror reflects what I see Depraved of sight, where lies the key? Oh yeah Liar! Betrayer! What has gone wrong? Does my life has to end this way? I've put the blame where doesn't belong Shattered goals in the name of fun Still I keep on trying There's no end in sight Yet I keep on lying Is it worth the fight? Time to open my eyes and see that the enemy is me It's time to face the enmy Is it my fault or destiny? Confusion's got the best of me The mirror reflects what I see Depraved of sight, where lies the key? Oh yeah Seek - the truth! It comes from inside Two-way street, you are not alone All the facts which you've always denied Are to learn from - put aside your pride It's time to face the enmy Is it my fault or destiny? Confusion's got the best of me The mirror reflects what I see Depraved of sight, where lies the key? Oh yeah |
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from Tankard - Disco Destroyer (2001)
Early in the mourning hours
We get up to begin our day Reading letters, smelling flowers Muscle-training, body-shave We're lookin good, really good, yeah so good Dirty dancing turns the girls on Cause we can't sing anyway Label boss says: you can't be wrong Thake the cash, do what I say You'll be rich, really rich, yeah so rich Go for the money before it's gone Take all the chances while you're stll young Go for the money, don't wait too long You've got the choice, my "Splendid Boys" Pretty baby please believe us When we sing that we love you UH-UH-AH and you will black out But before buy a shirt or two We'll be rich, really rich, yeah so rich After two years we're forgotten Business goes last today For a solo comeback I am their man The company plans always pay They are rich, really rich, yeah so rich Go for the money before it's gone Take all the chances while you're stll young Go for the money, don't wait too long You've got the choice, my "Splendid Boys" Early in the mourning hours We get up to begin our day Reading letters, smelling flowers Muscle-training, body-shave We're lookin good, really good, yeah so good Go for the money before it's gone Take all the chances while you're stll young Go for the money, don't wait too long You've got the choice, my "Splendid Boys" |
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from Tankard - Disco Destroyer (2001)
I'm a Disco Destroyer
Can I borrow your axe I don't care - yes, I can We gonna smash all the fucking discos And burn them to their fucking ground From Frankfurt to Frisco I destroy all discos I'm real fucking DISCO DESTROYER... |
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