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Shh... the baby is sleeping
A blind date with CNN A click Ouch A click of beer man, that's the 10 year old Motherfucking deep space evil nine millimeter White noise television Fucking 3am Gotta wonder if the roach was invented in my kitchen Shut the fuck up Don't wanna hear that shit Backwards With the volume up to keep it all out WE Na na na na WE Don't .. [Chorus] We don't like it when the city lights start fading When the city lights fading then we can't get down (ok) We don't like it when the city people act crooked When the city people crooked then we can't get down (ok) We don't like it when the city pigeons break wings When the pigeons break wings then we can't get down (ok) We don't like it when the city fire starts spreading When the city fire's spreading then we can't get down (YO!) [Verse] Soup'ed up in it, crook with a cord With a cord with a two tonne gimmick Deep space evil nine millimeter gimme Damn needle point in this pin cushion family Hot dam at the N.Y. resin I soaked the bad air, the smoke we sold So I'll stop, child's smile like a moby cobra, Low key dozer revoked me ultra, To promote the ulcer Chug, dro bear hug wrote the folk lore See the man ? branch off strange when he willow Weep till the face go paisley Bad brains dumb dumb brainiac bust out, girder, flushed out Burn curdle in the dirt like its Been all night at the earthworm church - Bang- Clash with the ants and termites Ride through the wheels and fall off the dirt bike Well I still hold diamonds by the caseload Hide the prescription, miller said I'm stable A R strike the pause Put the flaws in a box with a ? f*ck off Mallet for the media, mallet for the laws Dragging a mallet through the city when he walks Subliminal is so nineties, get wit it, Im more like bird watch then a mobster look ? It goes dem's good deeds Stomach churning, round 2, quick, south of the sternum What it is now, verse what it was, beat myself till the pain came up Dork faced boy got apocalypse charm With a yellowy grin, metal thin, metal limb Metal kicks kiss metal bricks, kiss metal Metal with this an anti bliss missile Close to the fire when I bare skin lie Leave me the idiot box I'm fine But if i gotta see another roller skating parrot On animal planet on a needle point eye Eye to the needle, clean set of chompers Made me a demo tape, ? mobsters Go ahead y'all flap y'all chops They stick wid it till their face fall off And the evilest of nine's guaranteed to shoot crooked And the evilest of nine's guaranteed to shoot crooked And the evilest of nine's guaranteed to shoot crooked And the evilest of nine's guaranteed to shoot crooked Off your fucking mind Shoot crooked [Chorus] We don't like it when the city lights start fading When the city lights fading then we can't get down (ok) We don't like it when the city people act crooked When the city people crooked then we can't get down (ok) We don't like it when the city pigeons break wings When the pigeons break wings then we can't get down (ok) We don't like it when the city fire starts spreading When the fire's spreading then we can't get down [Verse] I met a girl with an angel face and two devil horns pokin out maybe with her brains replaced She said walk to the store with her, ok Bought a carton of squares, I think I fell in love today Now whats a pretty little thing like you doing walking with a condor circle when the city lights fade Dead walk only to re-dig the graves And make it big enough to fit tv's and microwaves Ooooh she didnt say shit (nup) Smiles that could melt the gloss off your whip And before I could ask her about her high wire, homegirl walked face first straight through the fire Kill the pigs and poke th lump with a fork If it all bleeds y'all need to shut the oven door Here half worm dirt in the mouth So its raining mud when the tongue lash out Cool beans, perfect dope Like Aes with a rafter and 6 feet of rope ... spill out hate in all sections, You can get fucked when you standing at attention And the evilest of nine's guaranteed to shoot crooked And the evilest of nine's guaranteed to shoot crooked And the evilest of nine's guaranteed to shoot crooked And the evilest of nine's guaranteed to shoot crooked Fix the fucking antenna [Chorus] We don't like it when the city lights start fading When the city lights fading then we can't get down (ok) We don't like it when the city people act crooked When the city people crooked then we can't get down (ok) We don't like it when the city pigeons break wings When the pigeons break wings then we can't get down (ok) We don't like it when the city fire starts spreading When the fire's spreading then we can't get down (ok) [outro] No doubt He ain't, he ain't got a gun in no shoe box Face to the floor drop it Still carry the evilest nine weapons |
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| 4:52 |
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I know kids do listen to that and take it very seriously.
Yeah, ah, you know, um, my ma's boyfriend's kid's into the devil stuff from listening to that Black Sabbath. They--they were killing cats and writing all over the wall with it. |
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| 3. |
| 4:56 | 
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| 4. |
| 0:36 |
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| 5. |
| 5:17 |
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Without love
Without love No more slogan! No more excuses! No more blinding our eyes and baring our asses to the world! We have the power! We have the resources! We have the energy! Let's get together and wreck shit! Without love No more slogan! No more excuses! No more blinding our eyes and baring our asses to the world! We have the power! We have the resources! We have the energy! Let's get together and wreck shit! Without love Without love Without love Without love Without love No more slogan! No more excuses! No more blinding our eyes and baring our asses to the world! We have the power! We have the resources! We have the energy! Let's get together and wreck shit! |
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| 2:55 |
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Pornography
Pornography Pornography Pornography Is it legal to have sex with a corpse if you're married to it? They were all very happy together Keep on When people don't know what hurts them they don't care When people don't know what hurts them they don't care |
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| 5:19 |
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| 4:48 |
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| 11. |
| 4:12 |
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For lovers, not fighters
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| 5:45 |
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