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Hello, the Voodoo Glow Skulls represent the
Singers of the Now I'm popular' skacore genre. The brothers three, Frank, Eddie, George, And who can forget Jerry and the other two guys? Normally I'd say, Take that God damn drop on And cram it up your two tone ass. But not in this case, it's good, it's really good. And my name isn't Marty. Back to you Frank. Now that the whole third wave is gone, It's time for us to carry on. We took a break and stayed away, Now we've got a lot of things to say. Don't give a fuck about your scene, Because everybody already thinks we're mean. We'll take the credit and wear the shoes, For starting shit back in '92. We're back! We're back and on the attack!! We're back! We've talked the talk and walked the walk, We've set the pace for metalliska. Mock us, mock us, if you can, Because we don't play like other bands. We like our fans to be nice and clean, Underage and about sixteen. All you burn outs stay away, Tell your mom I'm running late. You'd better be prepared for judgment day, We know where you'll be found. You'd better be prepared for judgment day, Because it's starting now I told you! It's amazingly not bad with at least Respectable news from Riverside, California. Even though you can't see me, I'm skanking! Skanking, skanking! I'm diggin' it! Back to you Francisco. We stake our claim and claim no fame, We think skacore's pretty lame, Some one make it go away, Let's not mention any names. Wanna hear our final thought? We think all of you should get lost. And if you think we're really playing... We'll introduce you to our friend Wayne. We're back! We're back and on the attack!! We're back! We're back and on the attack!! We're back! We're back and on the attack!! We're back! You'd better be prepared for judgment day, We know where you'll be found. You'd better be prepared for judgment day, Because it's starting now Now! Frank. Frank, Frank? |
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| 2. |
| 3:04 |
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What's the matter with the kid's today
Is there something wrong with what they're saying? No one wants to listen does anyone have time Everything is veiled in a cheap disguise Kids are shooting kids on the news today And if you ask me I'm not surprised Look what they've created, a monster by the age of five Poor Johnny, he's crazy Has problems you can see Don't worry be happy Now tell us what you see They don't listen, no problem! Homegrown from society Just like me! Keep spreading your destiny And they'll follow your mediocrity Tell the kids a bedtime story about what life should be When you embrace life with broken arms And their truth can't set it free Brought up with resistance Condemn the world for being me! Are you ready for the fall? When you're not prepared for the world at all You thought you had it all! |
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| 3:35 |
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> Coming up from a sublevel known as the underground,
Kept it real and developed our own sound. Didn't listen to no one else but ourselves, Next thing you know, we've got records on the shelf. On the shelf. First things first, we get people to listen, Understand this, we give them what they're missing. Where they come from? I don't know, But they stand in front of us and watch us glow. They'll hear us drop in! Drop in! Well, I've been to the east and I'm from the west, I've rocked my songs and I represent. People think they're down when I come around, They wait for years just to hear our sound. No boast, no brag about herb we don't got, What's up dawg? I don't want to get shot. When the sun is shining and I'm about to get caught. They'll hear us drop in! They'll hear us drop in! They'll hear us drop in! Drop in! Who's gonna give it up? I'm not gonna give it up. You're not gonna tell me I'm done. Who's gonna give it up? I'm not gonna give it up. When I pay for my TV, cars and my dream. I'm not gonna give it up. They'll hear us drop in! They'll hear us drop in! They'll hear us drop in! Drop in! Go! We won't be stayin'. We won't be stayin'. We won't be stayin'. Drop in. We won't be stayin'. We won't be stayin'. We won't be stayin'. Drop in. |
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| 3:32 |
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Nightmares
Fuckin' nightmares Nightmare Submerged in a pool of someone else's control They've taken my emotions and imprisoned my soul Forgetting my identity, I'm mechanical from head to toe Waking up in a cold sweat and afraid of my own shadow Nightmares Fuckin' nightmares Nightmares Another life that lives in my subconscious mind One that's keeping me awake with the silence of the night Visions of disorder flowing through my brain Having to convince myself I'm not going insane I'm living in a nightmare can't you see? I need some musical therapy I'm living in a nightmare can't you see? Gimme some musical therapy I'm living in a nightmare can't you see? I need some musical therapy I'm living in a nightmare can't you see? Gimme some musical therapy Huh Musical therapy, that's what I need Can't you see? Musical therapy, musical therapy Nightmares Fuckin' nightmares Nightmares Submerged in a pool of someone else's control They've taken my emotions and imprisoned my soul Forgetting my identity, I'm mechanical from head to toe Waking up in a cold sweat and afraid of my own shadow I'm living in a nightmare can't you see? I need some musical therapy I'm living in a nightmare can't you see? Gimme some musical therapy I'm living in a nightmare can't you see? I need some musical therapy I'm living in a nightmare can't you see? Gimme some musical therapy |
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| 3:51 |
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Roll your sleeves up, put up your dukes
The time has come for us to speak the truth It never hits you until you realize You've been victimized in front of your family's eyes It's getting really sad how now you have to fear the man I just can't understand why they shot up her sedan (We got to fight) (We got to fight) (We got to fight) The silencer (We got to fight) (We got to fight) (We got to fight) The silencer Public outrage, a community speaks The justice system has just sprung a leak Public figures are marching in the streets Standing their ground against corrupt police It's getting really sad how now you have to fear the man Let's burn 'em with the Ku Klux Klan (We got to fight) (We got to fight) (We got to fight) The silencer (We got to fight) (We got to fight) (We got to fight) The silencer (We got to fight) (We got to fight) (We got to fight) The silencer (We got to fight) (We got to fight) (We got to fight) The silencer You can't stop the silencer You can't stop the silencer You can't stop the silencer The color skin, skin to win Becomes an issue, it becomes a sin Everybody's focused on race, intense criticism settles in It's getting really sad how now you have to fear the man When four white officers kill a black woman (We got to fight) (We got to fight) (We got to fight) The silencer (We got to fight) (We got to fight) (We got to fight) The silencer (We got to fight) (We got to fight) (We got to fight) The silencer (We got to fight) (We got to fight) (We got to fight) The silencer You can't stop the silencer You can't stop the silencer You can't stop the silencer You can't stop the silencer You can't stop the silencer You can't stop the silencer You can't stop the silencer You can't stop the silencer You can't stop the silencer You can't stop the silencer Silencer |
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| 3:13 |
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I hope he's here this time man.
Hello? Yeah, is Orlando there? Err, no. I mean, no, Orlando's not here! He used to live right up the street On the corner of Jones Street. No one knows just what he's done, But now he weighs 151. Orlando's not here! No, Orlando's not here. Orlando's not here! No, Orlando's not here. Down the street on his weighed down schwinn, Selling dime bags to all his friends. In Street Fighter he'd always win, I haven't seen him since way back then. Orlando's not here! No, Orlando's not here. Orlando's not here! No, Orlando's not here. Orlando's not here! No, Orlando's not here. Orlando's not here! No, Orlando's not here. He'll answer the door in a disguise Just minutes after he goes inside. He'll throw a party rain or shine, And if you're sellin', Lando's not buying. |
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| 3:37 |
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I'm the bad apple that ruined it for the tree
Always getting blamed and claiming not guilty Just fifteen and a menace to society Not for a second, thinking of what's in store for me Now, it's not my nature to act this way I guess, I've never thought about it A young man tryin' to get his today But first, I guess, I've got Hell to pay The devil made me do it The devil made me do it I used to rob from my mom and dad just to get a bag Then I'd smoke it all and laugh Stealing from my mom's purse Too stupid to realize it's me that's going to hurt A young ,dumb, full of cum kid Livin' out the definition of sin Got no tact, got no sense Now it's time to pay the consequence, sing it Mobbing, stealing, definition, feeling Mobbing, stealing, definition, feeling Mobbing, stealing As I got older I didn't stop Baggin' every house on my block Until one of my friend's got caught I remember wondering when that dime was gonna drop My parent's were always in shock Especially when they searched my room and found that Ziploc Checking my eye's everyday And when they asked if I was high this is what I'd say The devil made me do it The devil made me do it The devil made me do it The devil made me do it Mobbing, stealing, definition, feeling Mobbing, stealing, definition, feeling Mobbing, stealing The devil made me do it The devil made me do it The devil made me do it The devil made me do it |
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| 3:29 |
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Yo soy un vato espantoso
Los otros se ponen muy nerviosos Yo soy el mas chingon Que chido son las noches de tequila Borracho y cantando la misma cancion Solo mis amigos me pueden aquietar Porque yo soy el mas chingon Mi ferocidad se siente asta Mexico Es donde mi arbol retono Soy una rama con espinas Del bosque el mas chingon |
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| 3:37 |
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This is the last party before I die
Well I won't die, well, I'll just feel like shit If someone offers me another drink Dig my grave and just throw me in This is the last party before I die I won't die, well, I'll just feel like shit This is the last party before I die Dig my grave and just throw me in Well I've been here since five p.m. And I've been up all night Then some girl walks up to me And I can't say things right A pain in my head, my eyes are blood red The police are at the door I'd better run and try to hide Here they come, let's go This is the last party before I die Well, I won't die, well, I'll just feel like shit This is the last party before I die Dig my grave and just throw me in This is the last party before I die I won't die, well, I'll just feel like shit This is the last party before I die Dig my grave and just throw me in Sometimes I get sick of it Then again I don't want to quit Social leprosy's not for me Partying keeps my sanity This is the last party before I die I won't die, well, I'll just feel like shit This is the last party before I die Dig my grave and just throw me in This is the last party before I die I won't die, well, I'll just feel like shit This is the last party before I die Dig my grave and just throw me in This is the last party before I die Well, I won't die, well I'll just feel like shit This is the last party before I die Dig my grave and just throw me in This is the last party before I die I won't die, well I'll just feel like shit This is the last party before I die |
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| 4:10 |
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S is for the sickness we create with each other
Why is for the time that's spent with your brothers Me I'm contemplating all the looks in the yes Beating down the doors with no place to hide Only living witness to what I fell inside Looking past the last laugh wth no Reason to cry when you're from the outside You've got to stay high could it make a difference That's why you try Easy come easy go there's no in between You're better off realizing, do your own thing Do this, do that, they wan't you to sing Gotta hold my own don't live out their dream Stand up beaten down strictly for your soul You pave the way they want control Understand pay the man it's not what it seems Before you know it you lose everything Have you heard the one about the world coming down? I try to make it easy try and stay down What does it mean where does it go? Try to make it easy or my minds going to blow Do you get lost in reality you've got to realize? It can't change me this way, that way How does it go? It's got me thinking Does it mean anything hey is this symbolic? |
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I heard that you've been travelling the San Francisco scene
Tried your luck in Oregon and saw the in between Pushing your luck so far You've seen what you've seen Try to out run your demons Broken American dream You got the burning yearning And those small town dreams Bought the one way ticket It's not what it seems Gotta get out gotta leave that place! I heard that you got off in SAN BERNARDINO I heard that you fell off in SAN BERNARDINO |
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| 13. |
| 3:59 |
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Te dejan con la cabeza partida
Piernas cebradas , la mente podrida Como el silencio en la noche que biene Ay esta el asusto con tigo Las cosas que asen bien sospechosas Porque no aprendes a callar te la boca Te voy a decir una ves mas Que no sufren tus padres Deja lo mas Es tu cancion!! No tienen ninguna razon Te metan el dedo suerte chignon No quiero ver a tu madre llorar Parar en la calle te asen bailar Te van a rechazar Como basura o animal No time to run or hide Tu tiempo se acaba why el cielo se cae Let me tell you about the ran out Couldn't get out in time To think what you did wrong Clouds roll in and do him the only sin They'll find you lying in the street!! They found him lying in the street!! ********************************** Note: The Symbolic album is now completed. |
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