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Spin
02:15
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I know the type that follows praises, swamp land that saves them from-
everytime they try to try lighten up the B-side,
he points are pointed in on themselves
face my ice and freeze to please the posing fans
spinning away!
sometimes I find I stay inside saying things that are said -
everytime, I find, I feel so god damn lazy
saying the same thing-
again and over the end
to please some unfound friend
I come from the coldest places
saccharin stains the bittered faces-
fencing off the open spaces
rats always win rats races
hoarding all the hired aces
bleach re claim the stain
spinning out in the alpha alpha waves
define a line or drawn the line
who gets to decide?
anyone can ask
but most get only lies back
to push down the down sides
everyone's not the same
until they've been properly trained, tamed
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2. |
Black Metal Days
02:44
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...and if you're cold outside and high (and high and high)
get into the van, warm van, christian soup
but no one ever said that the devil is dead
no one ever said that the devil is dead
I can feel something milking my moments
the only face to blame is time
time is evil man!
...and if you're horny inside deny (deny, deny)
good priest bad, inside, try and try...
but no one ever said that the devil is dead
no one ever said that the devil is dead
I can feel something milking my moments
the only face to blame is time
time is evil man!
...and if you're thrown from the sky, don't p-p-panic
'cause mercy starts at home, mirror man
but no one ever said that people can't change
no one ever said that God is to blame
those good old black metal days
those good black metal days
I can feel something milking moments
the only face to blame is time
time is evil man!
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3. |
This Time
02:28
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they buried a man underwater and they said, "He's not coming back alive,"... well, I hope he dies, I hope he dies... I hope he dies around here
(2x)
if I had faith in myself I could stop talking, stop talking, stop to talk
this time is my time, this, this time is real and real time...
this time is bringing my down and around
this time is... ain't the last time
and this time is real
and this time is bringing me down and around
if I had faith in myself I could stop walking
stop walking
stop walking
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4. |
Cop Killer
03:24
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I shot the deputy, I don't know what that magistrate he gonna do to me
I'm in penitentiary, besides shooting the deputy I should not be here
Them guards they work me up, they push and rub, it changes me, yeah
I shot the deputy and I'd do it again because that pig he killed my brother
The people hate, they won't set me free, because they are afraid of me
I screw in stereo, I hope that my baby can be faithful while I'm in this big house
I shot the man who posed to protect me but that pig killed my brother
They give me lithium to fall on the dirty fall
I shot the deputy, I shot him, I fucking shot the deputy
The street gang or the army what's the difference?
The army has more money and they have more weapons
They say that it's national security
but that don't mean that they can break me and my family
but they do
they do and they will
Bob Marley, me and Ice T we're gonna go down in history
Goliath and the giant is the same as me and Bob Marley
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Whitesnake
02:47
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I'm facing the man, I'm dressing the best I can
I'm dying to understand, I'm dressing the best I am, I am!
I'm the little snake that can, I courting the hen and fucking the ram
I'm a horse served on a bed of sand, bravo success sucked me off again
Whitesnake, suck me off again! Whitesanake, whitesnake!
Why not fuck while you wait?... or skate?... chasing that white snake-
I can't! I can't! I can't!
Lighten up whitesnake! Lighten up whitesnake! Lighten up white!
I'm facing the man, I'm dressing the best I can
I'm dying to understand, I'm dressing the best I am, I am!
I'm the little snake that can, a slap on the wrist is a kiss on the hand,
'it's all good, right on man!' Bravo success sucked me off again!
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Fetish
01:33
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I'm trapped inside the hornet's nest and nothing is going to change
I can feel the strings snapping but nothing gonna stop my party
no one's gonna sew my rippings
I'll keep trying to see the biggest show on top of the biggest mountain
Won't be tamed by you until you take your clothes off and stick my hands
into your pockets
Daddies often finger frozen puppets and nothing is stopping it
The trappings of hornet's nest guarantees a dark success
Confess fetish, fly me away...
I'm trapped inside the crocodile's crotch but you're not allowed to watch
the mixture my emotions curl into shapes of slaughter dancing girls
offered to warm a cooling devil, devil, devil!
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Trip
02:51
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...it really trips me up...
trip, Trip, TRIP!
American mythos saturates, blinds my senses, homogenate!
They got their cake and rub our faces in it too... or is it an open womb?
...or is it an open tomb?... or is it an idea that won't find it's way into reality? A technocratic fatality... it really trips me up... trip, Trip, TRIP!
But you'll never catch my phoenix, even if you abort the fetus, I will soar above your righteousness, self-flagellant honour, all cot and fodder, who's Karen Foster? We're 'Karen Foster'! You don't care!
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8. |
Kult
03:11
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it is an old age clan
assimilate, provide provide, preserver the sphere of influence grow my son
I'll spank your spirit by breaking your bottom
goodness bleeds and everything is true-
it is a proven plan
inside is safe, but outside is cold
you call me your brother and we'll hold honour together
provide provide pretend forever
it's not pretending when you believe that it's true
I'm clarifying my God
exciting new ideas, I'm part of something good
the master race, reborn to scorn the unrepentant
prove my doubt by yelling my faith
you can't ignore what's always in your fucking face!
Do you believe the cult?
Could you believe the cult?
Do you believe the cult is true?
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Raskolnikov
03:59
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why do you think that you know everything all of the time?
why do you think that you know everything all of the time?
can't you know that you can't know everything, all of everything?
why do you think that you know everything all of the time?
can't you know that you can't know everything, everything, everything?
Is it a condition? Is it a condition?
Is there redemption? Is there redemption?
If there are conditions than is there redemption?
No!
Will the end be fire or will it be ice?
I've got to know so I can be smart and free.
Deadly, lively, deadly, lively...
A symbol is an ideal context.
Re-appropriating symbols doesn't make you smart
Doesn't make protest, doesn't make art
If now is everything your promises means nothing
If now is everything your politics means nothing
If now is everything tomorrow means nothing, nothing
Maya-ic structures go to hell!
Get that shit out of your head!
Get that shit out of your head!
Out out out!
No one has to know but you
No one has to know but me
No one has to know but you
No one has to know but me
Our exclusion will fortify our trust
Insurance to insure our union won't bust
Tonight we're gonna break the old girl's heart
for good
Cognitive dissonance
what I know ain't how I feel
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10. |
Nanaimo
03:12
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11. |
Peacekeeper
03:39
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just about made up my mind
this doesn't feel like my home
I got the ground to walk on and the nerve to criticize it's lack of peace
Please me, peace fall on me so that you will realize that you've hurt others around you before your time is through
making time for missed space
wishing that I wasn't in this part of the world
like some angel could face me and pick me up for good just one time
I can't believe you're really part of me
I can't believe that I've been winging it all this time
insane work mending walls that hold us all down
you lift up but you can't even claw
unreasonable logic bends your soul to it's breaking point
the point is so clear
worship decency and humanity will come
keep the peace
insane work mending walls that hold us all down
you lift up but you can't even claw
unreasonable logic bends your soul to it's breaking point
the point is so clear
worship decency and humanity will come
fucking liar!
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12. |
Hope Through Poison
02:42
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brief stains shining across spread poles
fixing gasoline for the wrecking
open hard on against holy wind
snorting holy wind medallions of nowhere
give light touch over all of breathe
forcing trust
space against time
bring light to us
things spread into light spreading
a thick blanket of heat for the held bottoms
breaking hassles brings joy
but poison drinking fixed
try an iron cage
for a metaphor of strength
break into unbreak for reasons of parasitic love
mercury sap of stem and trunk
thunder god roars, roaring drunk
hold me away from papa's steam
cut away my stretched road
more naked than seen
more dust than steam
change your sadness
into children dancing around your hangover bed
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13. |
Birds and Words
03:48
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Is it the birds that look like angels or the angels that look like birds?
I don't know, but here comes a crow
Hey crow do you know? No? Well that's just the way it goes
Nobody knows
Rain falls down on all the whores
Spit up the sky and even the score
Angels harp and demons roar
Worms crawl for cover across an asphalt floor
I wanna feel that kind of pain
Is it the words that read like feelings or the feelings that read like words?
I don't know but here comes a pro.
Hey pro do you know? No? Well that's just the way it goes
Dogma keeps me busy, busy makes me money
Money makes me happy
Thinking keeps me lazy, lazy makes me faithless
Faithless makes me nihilistic
I talk about my feelings it's all that I can do
There's nothing left, there nothing left, there's nothing left to pursue anymore
Taking craps and sleeping, my memories just not worth keeping
Never trust the man with the plan
He'll make you feel proud of your master's land
Go ahead and bite the hand that feeds you
The hand that breeds you, oh no
The reason God don't say nothing is cause there is nothing to say
anyway until judgement day
You are an island, all that they can do is fuck and talk
besides that they're all strangers
Your bleached black magic don't scare me no more
two thousand year old comic book crap
I wanna feel your pain
Words are just birds and birds are just words
Feeling like "Shut Up!"
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A Rented Crutch Recordings Vancouver, British Columbia
'A Rented Crutch Recordings' embody a variety of sound, noise and music recordings centered around the projects of Chad
MacQuarrie. These include bands Karen Foster, Assertion and Swanvista, aliases such as The Chads and Dubstawk as well as collaborations Ello Gail, IMI, Burning Bridges, Island/MacQuarrie, ThisHiss and Car/Mac.
These recordings range from 1983 up until the present.
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