1. |
Frontline
12:12
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FRONT LINE
Dig it murder's suicide alright
Suck it stubbornness is pride inside
Fuck it breathing nitrogen again
Shoot it war's a pathogen my friend
I feel patricidal won't you come and slow my world?
Here now downright tribal won't you come and slow my world
I been laid low I been can't go I been fathomed out
Where's my peep hole drenched in trench low is the highest bout
I'd surrender or pretend or not to kiss the mud
Blood and lice and smoke and lice and dying in the crud goddammit
Only oceans fear and oceans beach to desert stretch
There's a line around the earth to fucking heave and wretch
Every single goddamn walker's fighting in this war
Men and women all religions not the rich but poor goddammit
I am drenched in pouring rain
Maybe I have gone insane
Only feeling here is pain
Everything I do's in vain
Right now I just want to die
Take a chance and try to fly
Depression has doused my soul
I have lost all my control
Depression cradle me depression soothe me
Solve everything violently
Kill 'em all and let 'em be
Rock and rolling glory be
I am drowning in a see of depression
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2. |
Kill the Motherfucker
03:26
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KILL THE MOTHERFUCKER
Kill the motherfucker
Motherfucking other
Motherfucking fucker
Yeah
Soldier motherfucker
Motherfucking fucker
Looky, motherfucker
Wooooo
I shot a motherfucker
Stabbed a motherfucker
Sliced a motherfucker
Uh
All these motherfuckers
This here motherfucker
Just a motherfucker
Wooo
Kill the motherfucker
Now
Wooo
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3. |
Engulf
09:01
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Engulf
Retreat and then attack and then
Retreat and then attack I said...
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4. |
Monkeytime
06:20
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Blood rules the day
Vested to pay
In every way
Factory made
Yeah
Monkeytime
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5. |
Hell On Earth
12:12
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There ain't no good or evil here
Grace has just up and disappeared
Everything's too fucking loud
Collectively we're a mushroom cloud
The ground beneath me creeks and moans
The sky above is filled with drones
The singularity is worthless
This brutality is just senseless
The maelstrom sucks dry every lung
It doubles down on flares of sun
The war city's a battleship
Plastics forged from hearts and hips
The rich sit back and place their bets
This isn't armageddon yet
The selfish wants of greed protrudes
The moneymaking then ensues
As long as this machine does hum
Cannibals, daughters and sons
It chews them up and spits them out
Humanity ain't got no clout
The writers write of fogs of war
The fighters fight the scorers score
Language warps primordial thought
Human life is sold and bought
Ain't no good and evil here
Ain't no good or evil here
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6. |
Arctic War
02:01
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ARCTIC WAR
I'm in the Arctic War and the Antarctic War
The ice is pink and black the sky is brown and grey
It's arbitrary, man, who you fight for today
It's geographic, man, for that they make you pay
For that they make you pay
This murder's never stopped since hands picked up a rock
It's cities and it's dust it's all downhill from here
We blew it when we tried to kick it into gear
Philosophy is dead on that we all are clear
On that we all are clear
FIGHT!
The rumblings wake me up with blazing guns and then
The sky it opens up and Dawn she blazes fire
Through Elvis Presley's face the Czar and Khan retire
The mood it lightens up and Dawn douses the fire
So Dawn she saved the world
Or maybe just my brain
Or maybe all of us
Or maybe just the pain
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7. |
Rust
05:50
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I didn't know that the show would not go back to you
I didn't know that the lies that were told would come true
I didn't think or even care if it all went down in rust
I didn't mind if it did but I guess it wasn't just
The consequence was begging
For a thing that smelled like true
And the operator called up
And the financing fell through
At least we got it demoed and my wife was sick and everybody cried
Got laid off a couple times but kept on writing, man, because that's what you do
Every path of atmospheric musings keeps me coming back to you
The plot holes got dismembered
I lost my mind a bit
We put it on the podcast
Because we worked out the apocalypse
Spare you all the details
Just trying to write some songs
I'd like to keep on adding
It just takes so goddamned long
Let it rust
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8. |
Meltdown Heavy
06:32
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You some punk motherfuckers while you're sitting in your high chairs
In your seats that be controlling the world
You don't care about the people build your liquor stores and steeples
Hold the roughest of the roughest of the pearls
The people act as lemmings all distracted and the same is true
For all this fucking lying crying blues
Distract us from our misery lie to us to keep us busy
While you tell us what our thoughts are and our views
Manipulated prayed for fellated
The dream is a lie and I'm craving a meltdown
Lead like a herd mindless retro absurd
And the scheme is a pyramid oligarchs abound
The rich elite lie to you and they motherfucking use you
If you're left well then they make you hate the right
And the other way too, punks, it's fucking junk they use the trunks
And pack their lies up so they seem like truth and light
They keep us all distracted while their riches get impacted
By the oligarchal lurching huge machine
They twist up information hide the overall stagnation
And they make you wonder what it all can mean
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Dave and Brian, as the band Society Fringe Players, are psychedelic punk rock opera hillbillies who are using this podcast to roll out their 84 song narrative entitled THE BIG OPERA.
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