Catalytic attack And the smoke stains our skin black Oh, the wild one will return We'll be watching the oilfields burn Oh, the chosen one will return Just keep working while you sleep Hibernating once a week Doesn't matter who you know Israel is the first to go For a piece to paradise Use a virgin sacrifice If I die before I wake Someone's made a big mistake The Rapture will come today Did you get the communique? Armageddon is by our side There's a fireball in the sky There's a fireball in the sky As we march to the end of time Any second now we're gonna die Just keep working while you sleep Hibernating once a week Doesn't matter who you know Israel is the first to go For a piece of paradise Use a virgin sacrifice If I die before I wake Someone's made a big mistake And the chosen one will return We'll be watching the oilfields burn Oh, the wild one will return
Half a man as a shadow of his former self... It ain't very pretty what a little less liberty can do to your self esteem. Take out the spirit, give it forty lashes, a cuppa cold java and a stale cracker. Slap its wrist with a hammer, slam it black inna slammer. Sometimes/alla time/everywhere I look/a coupla dozen places I don't Is the throne of agony. Cos it's me doing the looking. And it's nagging me. And it sure as hell gets me down. So you alter your consciousness (you're on the throne of agony and you wanna get out of it) Try and alter your conscience. I pick myself up offa da floor And crawl ma way to the front door (bolted from the outside again). And feel rotten to the core. One bad apple in a barrel of shit. Tear out your throat trying to tear out that hideous self-imposed cancer of oppression. Throw another bottle into the fire. Throttle up the mire, this liar's for hire. Tear out your heart. And remind yourself THE TWO MOST DESTRUCTIVE HUMAN EMOTIONS ARE FEAR AND GUILT THE TWO MOST DESTRUCTIVE HUMAN EMOTIONS ARE FEAR AND GUILT So I wear the crown of "THE EVIL KNIEVEL OF BETHLEHEM" with sin scrawled all over ma face, trapped in an early earthly ALKATRAZ (And all that jazz)... so what?
But what if your roar ain't a roar no more and all that comes out is a squeak? LIBERTE, FRATERNITE, EGALITE: DEAD, DUMB AND BLIND Head Held High --> Sledgehammer to the soul --> Sludge to the skull GOD MY HEAD HURTS. Too much thinking and not enough braincells. PASS ME ANOTHER NAIL PIGSWILL: You can take the ham outa the man but not the BONER. You can take the ham outa the man but not the PIG. You can take the will from a man but not the SWILL. And if you take the PIG outa the MAN you sure as hell are gonna be stuck with the PORK. And a stuck pig. PIGS WILL FLY. BIRDS GOTTA FLY. FISH GOTTA FRY. SO... this dynamic duo of psycho-dirt tour the West Coast, see? Sure, they's fuckin' and-a killin' looseboys and poisongirls, leaving 'em in shallow callous graves. NO REMORSE. NO FEAR. NO GUILT. Two bad-assed hell-raisin' hobo bozo dudes on one helluva bender. Wadda wayda make a livin'. Booze and butts and hotrods and death and PHEW WEE, MAMA! Then sleepy bear beckons. Turn on the TV, the shower, wash off some of that dirt and blood and fresh kiddymeat stank. Drop a coupla valiums. But for PIGSWILL - well, the thrills is kinda cheap but mebbe... not... enough... She looks so peaceful lying there, all curled up like a cute little kitten... DESTROY ALL GIRLS Hack Hack Hacketty Hack, buddy. Hack it!! A thousand year sleep she won't forget. So leave a bloody autograph - shit!, she was on the rag! - and run a trademark up the flagpole. Hell yeah! alright! There'll be a hot time in the old town tonight (like to the tune of 100,000 volts, man!) There's no lights on the Christmas tree, mama, they're burning PIGSWILL tonight (sniff... hmm... makin' bacon?) Thus endeth Pigswill's terror rain/reign of oppression. PHEW-WEE! PASS ME ANOTHER NAIL Oppression is the opium of the people. Someone up there thinks so anyhow. There must be some kinda romance in being dumb. Why, everyone's doing it. Prints and mugshots, needles and pins A happy man is a man that grins. Say cheese? Fat chance. Pills and needles, needles and pills The condemned man eats a hearty gruel. The media comprehensively catalogues his demise. Sick men one and all. TOIN DA TABLES FERCHRISSAKES! I wonder what time it is? PASS ME ANOTHER NAIL I'm gonna implode. Descension downdowndown on a none way trip. Bosch looks like a beach party round here
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
To live between a rock and a hard place, in between time Cruising in prime time, soaking up the cathode rays To live between the wars and in our time Living in real time Holding the good time Holding on to yesterdays
You know how that rabbit feels, going under your spinning wheels Bright images flashing by, like windshields towards a fly Frozen in that fatal climb, but the wheels of time Just pass you by...
Wheels can take you around, wheels can cut you down We can go from boom to bust, from dreams to a bowl of dust We can fall from rockets red glare, down to brother can you spare Another war, another wasteland And another lost generation
It slips between your hands like water, this living in real time A dizzying lifetime, reeling by on celluloid Struck between the eyes by the big-time world Walking on easy street Hiding beneath the sheets, got to try to fill the void
You know how that rabbit feels, going under your spinning wheels Bright images flashing by, like windshields towards a fly Frozen in that fatal climb, but the wheels of time Just pass you by...
Wheels can take you around, wheels can cut you down We can go from boom to bust, from dreams to a bowl of dust We can fall from rockets red glare, down to brother can you spare Another war, another wasteland And another lost generation
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
It's just an Android operating system that claims that I am the one
Remember back in the 50s when they'd record like Elvis singing YOU AIN'T NOTHIN BUT A HOUND DOG and then they'd turn the record over and reverse it and it was all NYERP NYERP NYERP NYERP NYERP and people were all like, "That is actually the voice of Satan coming from that song."
It's just a spinoff of the spinoff of the original spinoff of that other forum
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
Comments
Hepatitis saves us all
Drift thru facile landscape
Answer mother nature's call
It came down from the prophet
Derived from dime store books
By day I strangle chickens
Trapped in my own bad looks
I stuck my finger in the dam - now I can't pull it out
I think I'd feel much better if I took the next
Greyhound south
You mixed the whites and colours - everything is
Turning gray
I'm busted for existing - nothing left to say, nothing
Left to say
Investigate your chimney
There's a Chernobyl rain
Apply the strongest sunblock
It's mother's day again
I stuck my finger in the dam - now I can't pull it out
I think I'd feel much better if I took the next
Greyhound south
You mixed the whites and colours - everything is
Turning gray
I'm busted for existing - nothing left to say, nothing
Left to say
It came down from the prophet
Derived from dime store books
By day I strangle chickens
And field your dirty looks
Investigate your chimney
There's a Chernobyl rain
Apply the strongest sunblock
Cos it's mother's day again
I stuck my finger in the dam - now I can't pull it out
I think I'd feel much better if I took the next
Greyhound south
You mixed the whites and colours - everything is
Turning gray
I'm busted for existing - nothing left to say, nothing
Left to say
And the smoke stains our skin black
Oh, the wild one will return
We'll be watching the oilfields burn
Oh, the chosen one will return
Just keep working while you sleep
Hibernating once a week
Doesn't matter who you know
Israel is the first to go
For a piece to paradise
Use a virgin sacrifice
If I die before I wake
Someone's made a big mistake
The Rapture will come today
Did you get the communique?
Armageddon is by our side
There's a fireball in the sky
There's a fireball in the sky
As we march to the end of time
Any second now we're gonna die
Just keep working while you sleep
Hibernating once a week
Doesn't matter who you know
Israel is the first to go
For a piece of paradise
Use a virgin sacrifice
If I die before I wake
Someone's made a big mistake
And the chosen one will return
We'll be watching the oilfields burn
Oh, the wild one will return
what a little less liberty can do to your self esteem. Take out
the spirit, give it forty lashes, a cuppa cold java and a stale
cracker. Slap its wrist with a hammer, slam it black inna slammer.
Sometimes/alla time/everywhere I look/a coupla dozen places I don't
Is the throne of agony.
Cos it's me doing the looking.
And it's nagging me. And it sure as hell gets me down.
So you alter your consciousness (you're on the throne of agony and
you wanna get out of it)
Try and alter your conscience.
I pick myself up offa da floor
And crawl ma way to the front door (bolted from the outside again).
And feel rotten to the core. One bad apple in a barrel of shit.
Tear out your throat trying to tear out that hideous self-imposed
cancer of oppression.
Throw another bottle into the fire. Throttle up the mire, this liar's
for hire. Tear out your heart. And remind yourself
THE TWO MOST DESTRUCTIVE HUMAN EMOTIONS ARE FEAR AND GUILT
THE TWO MOST DESTRUCTIVE HUMAN EMOTIONS ARE FEAR AND GUILT
So I wear the crown of "THE EVIL KNIEVEL OF BETHLEHEM" with sin
scrawled all over ma face, trapped in an early earthly ALKATRAZ
(And all that jazz)... so what?
is a squeak?
LIBERTE, FRATERNITE, EGALITE: DEAD, DUMB AND BLIND
Head Held High --> Sledgehammer to the soul --> Sludge to the skull
GOD MY HEAD HURTS. Too much thinking and not enough braincells.
PASS ME ANOTHER NAIL
PIGSWILL: You can take the ham outa the man but not the BONER.
You can take the ham outa the man but not the PIG.
You can take the will from a man but not the SWILL.
And if you take the PIG outa the MAN you sure as hell
are gonna be stuck with the PORK. And a stuck pig.
PIGS WILL FLY. BIRDS GOTTA FLY. FISH GOTTA FRY.
SO... this dynamic duo of psycho-dirt tour the West Coast, see?
Sure, they's fuckin' and-a killin' looseboys and poisongirls,
leaving 'em in shallow callous graves. NO REMORSE. NO FEAR. NO
GUILT. Two bad-assed hell-raisin' hobo bozo dudes on one
helluva bender.
Wadda wayda make a livin'. Booze and butts and hotrods and death
and PHEW WEE, MAMA!
Then sleepy bear beckons. Turn on the TV, the shower, wash off some
of that dirt and blood and fresh kiddymeat stank. Drop a coupla
valiums.
But for PIGSWILL - well, the thrills is kinda cheap but mebbe...
not... enough... She looks so peaceful lying there, all curled
up like a cute little kitten...
DESTROY ALL GIRLS
Hack Hack Hacketty Hack, buddy. Hack it!!
A thousand year sleep she won't forget. So leave a bloody
autograph - shit!, she was on the rag! - and run a trademark
up the flagpole.
Hell yeah! alright!
There'll be a hot time in the old town tonight (like to the tune
of 100,000 volts, man!)
There's no lights on the Christmas tree, mama, they're burning
PIGSWILL tonight (sniff... hmm... makin' bacon?)
Thus endeth Pigswill's terror rain/reign of oppression. PHEW-WEE!
PASS ME ANOTHER NAIL
Oppression is the opium of the people. Someone up there thinks so
anyhow. There must be some kinda romance in being dumb. Why,
everyone's doing it.
Prints and mugshots, needles and pins
A happy man is a man that grins. Say cheese? Fat chance.
Pills and needles, needles and pills
The condemned man eats a hearty gruel. The media comprehensively
catalogues his demise. Sick men one and all. TOIN DA TABLES
FERCHRISSAKES!
I wonder what time it is?
PASS ME ANOTHER NAIL
I'm gonna implode.
Descension downdowndown on a none way trip.
Bosch looks like a beach party round here
Cruising in prime time, soaking up the cathode rays
To live between the wars and in our time
Living in real time
Holding the good time
Holding on to yesterdays
You know how that rabbit feels, going under your spinning wheels
Bright images flashing by, like windshields towards a fly
Frozen in that fatal climb, but the wheels of time
Just pass you by...
Wheels can take you around, wheels can cut you down
We can go from boom to bust, from dreams to a bowl of dust
We can fall from rockets red glare, down to brother can you spare
Another war, another wasteland
And another lost generation
It slips between your hands like water, this living in real time
A dizzying lifetime, reeling by on celluloid
Struck between the eyes by the big-time world
Walking on easy street
Hiding beneath the sheets, got to try to fill the void
You know how that rabbit feels, going under your spinning wheels
Bright images flashing by, like windshields towards a fly
Frozen in that fatal climb, but the wheels of time
Just pass you by...
Wheels can take you around, wheels can cut you down
We can go from boom to bust, from dreams to a bowl of dust
We can fall from rockets red glare, down to brother can you spare
Another war, another wasteland
And another lost generation
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