1. |
Eugene
02:47
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Im half cut like a blunt knife with a jagged edge
I should be putting pieces to this puzzle in my head
Instead I'm talking with Eugene about the green machine
How I'm a fiend and that the presence is the essence of me
But it's alright I will not fight I'll ride it through the night
What can I say with just one day that Eugene's willing to write
And shit takes so long when Eugene writes songs
Now on this path I walk for seasons worn down by my soles
A desperado not just one stop and a beacon for us all
Jokes on you our seasoned crew we bringing new light as we roll
And the dream is in machines yet the haze gives me control
But it's alright I will not fight I'll ride it through the night
What can I say with just one day that Eugene's willing to write
And shit takes so long when Eugene writes songs
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2. |
Born to be Dead
03:41
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Still alive I can see my breath
I walking round with the living dead
Got nothing to do all day but sleep with my feet up above my head
We were born to we were born to we were born to be dead
We were born to we were born to we were born to be dead
Enough of all this so alive shit I'm a dead man it's my jam
We were born to we were born to we were born to be dead
Vlad, Blood, Vlad, Blood
Like a bee on a honey tree
Your neck is nectar and it's good for me
Got a thirst and it hurts my bones
So sleep next to me for eternity
We were born to we were born to we were born to be dead
We were born to we were born to we were born to be dead
Enough of all this so alive shit I'm a dead man it's my jam
We were born to we were born to we were born to be dead
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3. |
Admission Fee
04:09
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You want some pep man come to me
This shits good girl I can guarantee
I ain't welfare I ain't free
Do I look like a charity
The more that my headaches
The more that my mind blows
The more my wallet breaks
Now I got you in a fix
Call me Fleetwood Stevie Nicks
Shake it baby do the twist
Your in heaven my snake pit
Now I got you
Sell your tv
Sell your truck
Your shits mine now I don't give a fuck
I ain't welfare I ain't free
Do I look like a charity
[I know you're not charity, but wheres my tv, I know you got it their, I see it on the chair, oh baby cant you see, I got re-runs of tv to watch, oh frasier and seinfeld, c'mon I got friends on the box, where's my clocks]
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4. |
Thirsty Gentleman
02:56
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I'm a thirsty gentleman it gets me every time
Well I've got hunger pains every time I rhyme
White knuckles raised veins
Still I got these hunger pains
La da da, La da da, La da dah
You've got opinions well I've got minions
You've got one thing well I've got ten things
La da da, La da da, La da dah
Well late night rompin' round
This is my stompin' ground
Graveyard scrumping my hearts a pumping
I see supper walking round
Time to get down
I van to suck your blood
La da da, La da da, La da doh
I've been alive for centuries
God bless immortality
Can only live for the night but I want the day
Rise and shine to my memories
I got minions and the melodies
Only live for the
I found a neck coz I need to be
Two holes that need to bleed
I only live for the night coz I want the day
Day
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5. |
The Instigator
02:58
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The ship has gone off course
We need to re-trace our lines
The seas are becoming rough
It's happened too may times
A beam shining light in the blackest night describes resistance
He's holding in his hand a master plan to get us out
But the fact of the matter is he doesn't even know what he'd talking about
Easy does it easy does it
They call him the navigator
Watch him take control of you he runs the crew
A sound selector
Talking at me face to face I can't make out a word he's saying
Little did I know the navigator was the instigator
He tries to get us on his side
He wants to break the ice
But a bottle of rum while he's still at the helm
Don't seem like good advice
No problem here the shoreline is near
But the crew yell what the fuck
He's off his medication
He's heading for a rock
Easy does it easy goes it
They call him the navigator
Watch him take control of you he runs the crew
A sound selector
Talking at me face to face I can't make out a word he's saying
Little did I know the navigator was the instigator
Mutiny on the sea
We lost our minds over the side
He's in the drink
But he cannot swim
Lets put him in the long boat
Because this shit won't go down with you
Now to my surprise the captains eyes
They are more concentrated
He must've seen just what I mean to be the instigator
When morning comes you see the sun and have a revelation
But it's a fact yeah it's a fact
That no one ever changes
Easy does it easy goes it
They call him the navigator
Watch him take control of you he runs the crew
A sound selector
Talking at me face to face I can't make out a word he's saying
Little did I know the navigator was the instigator
He was was the instigator.
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6. |
Bop Rock
04:15
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Scraping resin from my shitty cone
Stolen from some other dude's home
Clothes are filthy money's gone
Monkey fingers, broken phone
My friend in the east has got a piece
Rusty six with a slow release
You make you're own luck Fred my Momma always said
So I stuck em' up at the local pub
But this pretty little thing who calls herself Bop
Took my gun and robbed the shop
Just wanted a bag of weed
I know it's what I need
I dunno what you want from me but it ain't gonna come for free
Little Bop has taken the lead
I'm in a false sense of security
I wanna fight
But she's gotta ride with some booze inside
I'm a drunk and a bit deranged, she's insane, a hazard
Now I'm stuck with this crazy chick
In my ear about some disturbing shit
My friend in the west has gotta place
Choka block with the city's disgraced
Family's thicker than blood Fred my Momma always said
And the blood was coated on our room's bed
Bop was moving she was boppin' around
She wants a drink she wants to paint the town
Little Bop pulls out my gun
I know she's itchin' for fun
And tonight she's ganna make it alright
She's got this beef with this guy
She points the gun into his eye and says I'm Little Bop the one you crossed that night.
I'm in love with the devil's own blood
She's a wanted woman
She ain't the one who had the gun
Ah it was me who blew Billy's faces off
Need a suit and a lawyer cos I got a court order
Need about three thou', need something to sell
Rig up the trailer sell Ma's most expensive stuff
I know it's ganna be rough, but my Momma always said
That the rich need lead, yeah they're better off dead
Now I gotta court order and I need to find a lawyer
Yeah my love's scott free and Bop free and happy
I'll only have to sit behind these bars for eternity.
BOP!
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7. |
Old Lady Luck
03:06
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We all live in a backyard basement
Lots of free time to take my medication
Oh no, oh yeah
Heading down the road to the old train station
Riding the line is like a vacation
Oh no, oh yeah
I go down to the liquor store
I don't know if I'm good no more
Finger in my pocket
Holy shit I must've dropped it
Old lady luck got no time for me
Fishin' down the peir
Tryna catch my dinner
But I lost my lure to a big old tune
Oh no, oh yeah
So I put my head down
Try to catch some Z's
but the boys came home and started partying
Oh no, oh yeah
I go down to the liquor store
I don't know if I'm good no more
Finger in my pocket
Holy shit I must've dropped it
Old lady luck got no time for me
She got no time for me.
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8. |
Slippery Bitch
03:14
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Man I know my rights
Cant tell me twice
Been around the block
My beard still full of fluff
Never did it man
Take a swig from that their can
Let me park it up
I dont give a
Fuck!
As your lights are out my window
Let her go into a hole
Think I'm going to jail
Yeah I know I'm screwed
I failed
Fuck!
Fat boy's are looking at me
Sizing me up like I'm a queen
Of the pole
I have come to appreciate my place behind the bars
I have come to appreciate the loving from the boys
Never take for granted the love that you can find
I have searched and found it after a lifetime of petty crime
I have come to appreciate my place behind the bars
I have come to appreciate the loving from the boys
Never take for granted the love that you can find
I have searched and found it and so has my behind
Fuck!
Once upon a time I was lost but baby I'm free.
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9. |
Pony
03:32
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I sold my pony
Didn't get shit for it
I bought some whiskey
Drowned myself in beer
I sold my pony
Didn't get shit for it
I bought some whiskey
Drowned myself in
Beer
Cant get now
Up and down the stairs
Three beers down
I'm Still rocking on my fucking rocking chair
I sold my pony
Didn't get shit for it
I bought some whiskey
Drowned myself in beer
I sold my pony
Can't get myself around
I got nothing left to do
Than get drunk with you
I got nothing left to do
Than get drunk with
You
Fuck all the millionaires
Drank another million beers
Drown in whiskey
Where's my cigarettes
Fucking and whiskey
Cigarettes and alcohol
Show me what you owe me take me to my pony
Don't give a shit coz I'm going out.
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10. |
Good Story Cunt
01:58
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Good Story Cunt
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11. |
Cut Sick
02:13
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Ride that Train (two wheeler)
Try and pull me up (see what's up)
Bitch I know my rights (listen tight)
Let my people go
Well I'll be on my fucking way
I've had enough of this today
Walking in my own free land
Suspect of having contraband
Feeding the system
Refusing to listen
Walking the masses
Losing our wisdom
You can't pull us up no
You can't stop...Smash Bros!
Am I being held now
No I don't think so
Out of my way then officer
Walking out that door
I ain't no jack criminal
But I got to bounce
Taste the victory sweet like
Cut sick like nothing else
Smash Bros in your fucking house.
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12. |
Skateland
02:46
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Sunrise red eyes
I gotta get this taste from my mouth
Cut scene strap on my c's
Skate right outta this house
Asphalt churning steam with the timber under my feet
Carving up the burbs yeah step into my world
Plugs are cranking beats and I laugh at what I see
Fake cops always hassling me
Flip tricks, pop this, spin out stomp this
Cut loose no truce grind away from you
Nollie, ollie, flip another wallie
I'm a cruiser get away from you sir
You can't stop this
Watch me pop this
And I laugh at what I see
Concrete security
Rolling out living free
five ply under my feet and the plugs are cranking beats
Fake cops always chasing me
Stomp it, Flaunt it
Everyday I want it
Nollie, ollie, pop another wallie
Nose grind, no comply
Catch me if you want to try
Skateland... Alright!'
You can't stop this
Watch me pop this
Sunset I'm wrecked
Cans empty legs spent
Bro down
My smash town
No worries we're...Sound.
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