1. |
Fifth Column
05:48
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They put the hours into torment
And only stop when you agree to thank them
I needed a light on to find thee
Someone will surely remind me
With a phone call at half-past three
"I've got to tell you and I want you to see me
NOW."
Red summers are burning on
Realistically trails native blood
I've heard rumours to give you chills
Don't stand behind that windowsill
Now don't you tell me about it
I don't wanna know all about it
I woken up screaming about it
That night when we lost out limbs, washed up on the beach
Fifth columns are rising
No, don't you tell me it's over
This was my four-leaf clover
I watch you return to the Father
Our father, dear leader, are you ashamed of yourself?
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2. |
Dead Gangs
05:12
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Child witnesses have no idea
(Inside you're alive and another man dies)
The lengths that you would go to silence
(At home in your bed, oh another man's dead)
Nevermind they could be young
(Look inside and another kid dies)
If I ditch you can find me at the cemetery, nightmarevision
Bear victim witness to all of your detractors
Black eye'd make up with spider-webbed elbows
Lose all bearing the night of performance
One false look and then you know it's over and done
Should I call you and tell you I'm out?
Look the other way as you keep on shout(ing)
Nevermind that we could be young
If I ditch you can find me at the cemetery, oh my baby
I'm calling you out
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3. |
Bell St Bop
02:43
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So if you're not down with drinking blood
Forget the others who think you should lie
Instead of trying to get away
Forget the others who think you should stay
You've got another thing coming, man
You're burning flesh and fire, man
Like drinking, smoking, gambling..it's a "thing"
Watch me fuck
You're coming out of the oven, man
You're burning up in a fire, man
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4. |
Seven Shields Of Light
02:10
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(Instrumental)
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5. |
Some Kinda Hate
01:58
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Music and lyrics by The Misfits
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6. |
Surf Nazis Must Party
02:31
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Oh God
I can't believe
What a jerk
Hitler is
With his haircut
At the cool
Kids' table and
Their party
So we go
To their party
Crash the party
We know they
Know how to party
Oh baby, you and me
And Jeffrey Dahmer
It's meant to be
We're gonna live together
We'll never stop eating KFC
Wipeout motherfucker
Shot in the foot
Anthony Kiedas in Point Break
Won't need that shoe
Surf Nazis must party
Surf Nazis must die
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7. |
Oh Palsy
05:23
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Oh, palsy
You came and you left me
With paralyzed limbs
I couldn't crawl to you at all
Face to face and you're the prey
If you have faith then you'll pray
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