1. |
Song For Puerto Rico
00:59
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Lyrics:
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaggggggggghhhhhhh!
Muerte y destrucción, el ciudad caerá
Puerto Rico va a morir, lugares son aterrorizado
La ciudad está hundiendo del mar
Sangre y horror, yo hice esto
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2. |
One Last Nut
03:20
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Lyrics:
Well, let me tell you the story of a man named Silver Joe
The greatest bandit that the west had ever known
He robbed every bank, saloon, and wagon train in the county
All on his trusty horse, One-Black-Eye Rowdy
He'd go through every town and camp and fort that he could find
Running from the law and robbing them blind
And though he gained fame and fortune from everything he stole
He never did have much luck with the women folk
An Alabama sheriff by the name of Virgil Morse
Was hunting down Joe Silver on the back of his black horse
He'd hunted Joe through wind and snow, through hot desert sun
But Joe would make that bastard pay with one end of his trusty gun
Joe had set his sights up high, on a bank they called The Block
They said no bandit had never gotten into the vault
So Joe decided he would leave his mark on history
And ride his faithful steed all the way to steal his victory
Well Joe got into the bank with his possy full of crooks
They stuck up every man, woman, child, till they got the doors shut
They got right into the vault in no time flat
They grabbed all the cash and gold and started their exit plan
They rushed out to the back where they hoped to see their friends
But all they saw was Virgil Morse, with a gun in his hand
Joe knew that Virgil only really wanted him
So he told his friends to run and fought the law again
Joe stood and stared at Virgil, they looked in eachothers eyes
For what felt like thirty years they just stood outside
Finally one man decided he would have some fun
And the other wrapped his finger around the trigger of his gun
Well Joe had one hand down his pants and one hand on his gun
When Virgil shot the first round, Joe fired back at once
Joe’s last thoughts were of his home, the Texas town of patience
And Joe died as he lived- masturbating
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3. |
We'll Get The Gays Yet
03:13
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Lyrics:
Inspiration afflicted nation
Gay marriage taking our christian rights
The working man, dirty hands
Trying to live his own dang life
American families playing baseball
And eating apple pie
Our children are our future
But not if the gays have rights
Calling out to every man, woman and child
We must rise up to take our nation’s rights
The dang liberals have ruined everything
But if we all band together, we’ll get the gays yet
Infiltration of our nation
By the homosexual agenda
A gay crusade every day
Trying to take the church away
American families playing baseball
And eating apple pie
Our children are our future
But not if the gays have rights
Calling out to every man, woman and child
We must rise up to take our nation’s rights
The dang liberals have ruined everything
But if we all band together, we’ll get the gays yet
WOAH
WOAH
WOAH
WOAH
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Lyrics:
I walk through fields of life alone
I go to school and kids make fun of me
I wear all black
I wanna die
I don’t like this much
Man, I’m gonna die
I am so alone
Sadness, sadness runs through my veins
My dad took away my school because I did bad grades (This world!)
I am so mad!
My dad- (You have no idea of my pain!)
My pain is low but my suffering is high
My dad just spent 3 grand on this new amplifier of mine (Yeah!)
Aaargh! (It still won’t make me forgive you- you are the unforgiven!)
My girlfriend left me because this band was bad
I said “I’m growing as an artist!”
Oh man, that’s a cool guitar riff…
Keep playing!
Yeah, I’m vibing (This world is naught but ghosts!)
Raagh! Eeegh! Beugh! Rah rah! AaAGh!
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Lyrics:
Taxation is literally slavery
Defund the schools they don’t pay for me
Only toll roads, it’s fine with me
Who needs the cops, I’ll be my own police
Hiding in a trailer from the IRS
Ghillie suit and a bright orange vest
Government is by definition force
Hunt my own food like it's a fucking sport
And you won't take my money
And you won't take my rights
Join some fucking social contract?
Well, I would rather die
And you won't take my money
And you won't take my rights
I won't join your communist system
I would rather die
Sidewalks and hospitals, who needs ‘em?
If I catch my house on fire then I probably had a reason
I don't want no Feds coming in to put it out
I just want to live in the woods with my cows
I got a gun rack and a trailer and it's all I'll ever need
So fuck the government, they want to take it all from me
So what if I'm living on a nature reserve?
I thought we had the freedom not just freedom to serve!
And you won't take my money
And you won't take my rights
Join some fucking social contract?
Well, I would rather die
And I won't pay my taxes
And I won't use my vote
I won't join your communist system
No, I'll just live alone
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6. |
Slack Off / Serve Bob
01:34
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Lyrics:
Bob is inside you
Bob is better than you
Bob is whatever you need him to be
Bob is inside you
Bob is better than you
Bob is whatever you need him to be
Slack off, quit your job
Slack off, serve Bob
Slack off, serve Bob
Slack off, serve Bob
Bob is inside you
Bob is better than you
Bob is whatever you need him to be
Slack off, quit your job
Serve Bob, the end
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7. |
Kim Jong Poon
02:49
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Lyrics:
He’s a dictator from over yonder
From over yonder where they’re all fake communists
And he oppresses his citizens
And claims he never has to take a shit
And all the girlies love him
That’s why they call him Kim Jong Poon
Gives himself fake titles
Plays a perfect game of golf
Wears too many medals
Has a banging ass sister though
The thiccest dicctator since Adolf Frederick
He eats all his citizens food
And all the girlies love him
That’s why they call him Kim Jong Poon
That’s why they call him Kim Jong Poon
Kim Jong Poon!
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8. |
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Lyrics:
I Took A Football To The Head In Third Grade And Now I Play Tuba
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9. |
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Lyrics:
Hey kids, you do a little thing
Take your dick and give it a swing, hey kids
Hey kids
Hey kids, you do a little trick
Take your dick and give it a flick, hey kids
Hey kids
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10. |
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Lyrics:
Dad why'd you say that my waifu isn't real?
Dad why’d you say that my waifu isn't real?
Dad why'd you say that my waifu isn't real?
Our love is real you just don't understand!!!
3D women are not important!
3D women are not important!
Dad why'd you say that my waifu isn't real?
Dad why’d you say that my waifu isn't real?
Dad why'd you say that my waifu isn't real?
Dad why'd you say she isn't real you don't understand
3D women are not important!
3D women are not important!
3D women are not important!
3D women are not important!
3D women are not important!
3D women are not important!
3D women are not important!
3D women are not important!
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11. |
Octogenarian Carrion
02:12
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Lyrics:
There's a lot of people living in the world
And they say it takes all sorts but I'm not so sure
When's the last time you actually saw an old person help anyone else?
All they do is sit around and watch Fox News and decompose by themselves
So we should kill all the old fucks
They're nothing but a crux
Can't walk without a crutch?
Well then your off to the camps
So we should shoot all the old cunts
They'll die anyway, soon enough
Let's just hurry up and get it done
And send 'em to the camps
They eat our food and they take our cash and they live in retirement homes
Making more money than I've ever seen off of just being old
So let's beat 'em to death with their own canes
Bash in their fucking brains
Octogenarian carrion everywhere
So we should kill all the old fucks
They're nothing but a crux
Can't walk without a crutch?
Well then your off to the camps
So we should shoot all the old cunts
They'll die anyway, soon enough
Let's just hurry up and get it done
And send 'em to the camps
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12. |
Is My Dad Hitler?
02:16
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Lyrics:
My dad's been saying shit
About the Jews in Germany
My dad’s been shit
About the Prussian legacy
My dad’s been saying shit
About the Slavic myths
My dad’s been saying shit
About Germanic heritage
He won't stop talking about Danzig and Poland
And his mustache looks familiar to me
He wants to go work in the crematorium
And he talks about fascism you see
Is my dad Hitler?
Is my dad Hitler?
He cares about the rhineland
And the treaty of Versailles
Is my dad Hitler?
Is my dad Hitler?
Jewish leaders, Europeans
He is rambling all the time
My dad’s been saying shit
About taking the Czech land
My dad’s been saying shit
About Russian bombing plans
My dad’s been saying shit
About wanting all white towns
My dad’s been saying shit
About German lebensraum
5’ 9” with short mustache, he's telling France he'll kick their ass
Living in a bunker underground, maginot line- he's going around
Is my dad Hitler?
Is my dad Hitler?
He cares about the rhineland
And the treaty of Versailles
Is my dad Hitler?
Is my dad Hitler?
Jewish leaders, Europeans
He rambles all the time, oh yeah
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13. |
Please Clap.
00:52
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Lyrics:
None.
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14. |
Jud Jud With Instruments
01:23
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Lyrics:
None.
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15. |
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Lyrics:
Fuck You Dad, I Speak To Mountains
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16. |
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Lyrics:
When he was born, they said he’d never amount to much
They said he wasn’t worth their time, well he should have been
They called him a freak and a weirdo and they said his mom had big gay
In school, none of the kids would play with him
They called him mean names like “deformed monstrocity”
They had a surprisingly developed collective vocabulary for that age
The only dog face man with a human face in dog face man town!
Oh yeah!
The only dog face man with a human face in dog face man town!
Oh yeah!
Because of all the pain and torment and abuse
Human face man dog face man grew inward, and antisocial
He grew to hate the citizens of dog face man town for all they’d done to him
He purchased an automatic rifle and shot the mayor in broad daylight
He then systematically killed every single other citizen of the town
He then killed himself, and his last known words were “fuck you, you piece of shit”
The only dog face man with a human face in dog face man town!
Oh yeah!
The only dog face man with a human face in dog face man town!
Oh yeah!
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Lyrics:
My name is Aidan Robinson
And I come from Worthington
I like my dog, I'm friends with kids and
A sophomore is who I is
I’d like to bring some education
To all the children of the nation
About my life here in the burbs
I'll use my good clean Christian words
My name is Joe, I'm here to say
That I only just learned earlier today
About this new music called the hip hop
Sell me pot, I'm not a cop
I come in peace, let's be friends
For everyone god has a plan
All my friends listen to this
They all enjoy the hops and hips
I lead the club “Teens against drugs”
To avoid the societal tugs
Towards a life, lead by sin
Room 238 is where I'm in
My favorite subject is mathematics
My mom called me a math addict
You may ask what else I like
I like to play trombone in band
I write short stories about high school kids
Dealing with common problems
Like drug addiction and bullying
With this song accompanying
I hope you like my hip hop rap
I wrote it with my creative brain
To reach all the street kids out there-
Jesus is the only way
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18. |
h e n t a i.i o
01:48
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Lyrics:
これは、いくつかの鋭いアニメの間抜けのように聞こえる。 いくつかの独白のように、あなたは死のノートで聞くだろう。 ショーではなく、たっぷりのライブアクション映画のひとつ。 私は、蒸気波と悲しい男の子の音楽が好きな、たくさんのクソな馬鹿たちがこれに戸惑っていると確信している。 それを瓶に入れてください。 あなたの精液を私のために瓶に入れてください。 ありがとう。
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Lyrics:
The wood got raped right from the trees
Don’t axe my head, Mr. Lorax please
Never again listen to pussy ass bells-
This glockenspiel was made by elves!
Angels’ wings caress it’s sound
This lines just shit, can’t think of no noun
Instrument’s worth 40 tons of Myrrh
This glockenspiel belonged to Hitler!
Metal was taken from grandpa’s wheelchair
Grandpa soon got eaten by a bear
Lay your eyes and you must feel-
Bitch, play that funky glockenspiel!
Please play that funky glockenspiel!
Yes, play that funky glockenspiel!
Play, play that funky glocken-glockenspiel!
“But right now, this very moment, wouldn’t you like to receive Jesus as your own, personal, savior? Will you get up and come to the altar? This could be the most important decision of your lifetime. Will you cum? Will you cum? Will you cum?”
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RAT TRAP Columbus, Ohio
RAT TRAP is a duo of mannequins brought to life by an alien wizard beast. They also happen to make music, or at the very least, "music." RAT TRAP play punk (sometimes). They also consume aborted fetuses for Moloch, and are big fans of cereal. RAT TRAP consists of 2 members- Joseph Snodgrass on bass and vocals and Aidan Robinson on guitar. ... more
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