1. |
Necessary Evil
02:22
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I’m mad, and bad
And I am full of talent
Da na na na
Want money, want fame
Want all the ladies, man
Da na na na
Yeah I want it
You’re wasting my time
You’re in my way, in my face
Yeah I want
Your brain, is tame
I’m sick of listening
Da na na na
You lame, back pain
Throw you through window pane
Da na na na
Yeah I want it
You’re wasting my time
You’re in my way, in my face
Yeah I want
Da na na na na na
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2. |
Battle Jacket Time
03:00
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I got a battle jacket
Fuck you, don’t give a fuck about it
I’m cracked up, I’m jacked up
Patch on, badge on
I’m in the car, doing 70
I’m at the show, fuck ammenities
Now I’m yelling, stupid indie kids
Now I’m screaming, start up a mosh
Got a battle jacket
Smells like shit, smells like piss and acid
In the pit, gonna throw you in
You don’t know the album, don’t wanna know your face
You make a fucking racket, well done
I had to smash a man in
Now you’re moving, moving angrily
Now you’re pushing, pushing happily
Yeah you’re in my way, get out my face
Yeah you’re in my face, get out my way
Now you’re moving, moving happily
Now you’re pushing, digits in my face
Got a battle jacket
Smells like shit, smells like piss and acid
In the pit, gonna throw you in
You don’t know the album, don’t wanna know your face
Got a battle jacket
Fuck you, don’t give a fuck about it
I’m cracked up, I’m jacked up
Don’t care, Nightmare
Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck
Don’t care, you move, get out of
My face, your space, yeah it’s mine shut
My space, your space
Yeah it’s mine, shut up
Got a battle jacket
Smells like shit, smells like piss and acid
In the pit, gonna throw you in
You don’t know the album, don’t wanna know your face
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3. |
End Times
02:33
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Welcome to the end times
Where all your hopes and dreams
All depend on the man or the woman
With whom you’d like to fornicate
If you look a little closer
You just might see
A massive ball of confusion
And not so much humanity
End times, end times
Welcome to the end times
Where everybody loves a cheat
And every single little thing you do,
Is looked at like it’s a disease
And if you look a little closer
You just might see
A massive ball of confusion
And not so much humanity
End times, end times, end times, end times
Welcome to the end times
Where all your hopes and dreams
All depend on the man or the woman
With whom you’d like to fornicate
If you look a little closer
You just might see
A massive ball of confusion
And not so much humanity
End times, end times, end times, end
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4. |
Knockout
03:01
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Sink my teeth
Into your head
Into your brain
Where l’ll stay
I’ll seek, nothing and then
Something she said
Got nothing to say
Inject, reject, in position, electrician
I’ll sneak
Into your bed
I’m in your bed
Hair’s got a taste
No looking, I’m running, don’t touch me, I’ll take it
No looking, good looking, I’m running
Coming
Going
You’ll stay
Playing
Coming
Going
Staying
Playing
Don’t wanna go home
Don’t wanna stay here alone
If you keep
Looking this way
Tempted to say
You’re obsessed
With me
It’s not ok
I’m innocent
Got nothing to say
In a sense, bad heads, in position, a magician
I’ll speak
Killing the dead
Live in your shed
What’d you think
No looking, I’m running, don’t touch me, I’ll take it
No looking, good looking, I’m running
Coming
Going
You’ll stay
Playing
Coming
Going
Staying
Playing
Knockout, Knockout, Knockout
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5. |
Wasted
03:31
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Cheers for your help, love
Your injury’s well done
The one that you had, sounds like it was bad
It’s gone with the wind
His will to live
But nah he won’t go cause he ain’t got the courage,
You’d hear them spitting if you didn’t hang up,
Before they go they just tell you to shut up,
The others ignore me in their monotony,
And working those hours you find it hard to breathe
It’s too late for me
Nothing you can do
Feels like you don’t care
I’ll be leaving soon
My life is sinking quickly
Now there’s just regret
It’s too late for me
My time has passed
And in the end, love
The working man ends up in bad position
Money obsession
It’s gone with the wind
His will to live
But nah they won’t show cause they ain’t got the funding
Listening, spitting, as I hang you up
I just wanted to tell you to shut up
In the end I’ll ignore you cause you stick out to me
And working those hours you’re trying all in vain
It’s too late for me
Nothing you can do
Feels like you don’t care
I’ll be leaving soon
My life is sinking quickly
Now there’s just regret
It’s too late for me
My time has passed
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6. |
You're Too Happy
01:30
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I Know, I know
Broken glass and camping and
I Know, I know
Smash a bottle stabbing and
I Know, I know
Curbstomp, sure stop
I Know, I know
Oh I don’t care, love
You’re Too Happy
Get out my head
You’re Too Happy
Get out my head
You’re Too Happy
Get out my head
You’re Too Happy
Get the fuck out my head
And you, and you
Had your cake eat it
And you, and you
Grab a plate screaming
And you, and you
Shut your fucking mouth
And you, and you
God damn it
You’re Too Happy
Get out my head
You’re Too Happy
Get out my head
You’re Too Happy
Get out my head
You’re Too Happy
Get the fuck out my head
Fuck off, fuck you
Fucking pissed me off now
Fuck off, fuck you
Gonna smack you down
Fuck off, fuck you
Suck my fucking dick
Fuck off, fuck you
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7. |
Copycat
05:00
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And if she sees I’m happy
She will be so unhappy
I’m in the state of ugly
My momma’s so proud of me
Suck and melt it out of me
I can grow a little see
You can punch it out of me
I can throw a little seed
I’m another enemy
You can suck it then you’ll see
I can do it
My daddy looked all angry
Another simple family
I’m sleepy oh so sleepy
Hit on the head I’m dreaming
Now you’re just my new enemy
Now you’re just my new enemy
We fuck to make a new me
I’m gonna need it for me
Suck and melt it out of me
I can grow a little see
You can punch it out of me
I can throw a little seed
I’m another enemy
You can suck it then you’ll see
I can do it
Yeah
My feet are burned to the street
Three wishes are a new thing
Now you’re just my new enemy
Now you’re just my new enemy
You see me as an enemy
You see me as an enemy
I see me as an enemy
I see me as a
Suck and melt it out of me
I can grow a little see
You can punch it out of me
I can throw a little seed
I’m another enemy
You can suck it then you’ll see
I can do it
Yeah
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8. |
Wherefore Art Thou
03:23
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Sitting in your room
No one understands you
Leaning on a grave
Looming round a lake I’ll find you
Crying in a church
No one sees your worth
Master of poetry banished to an oak tree
And no one cares
About your shit
They’ll steal your book
And they’ll burn it
We see your tears
Your pain and fear
They’ll kick your face
Your blood will drain
Drinking from a cup
Dreaming that you’re tough
Greasy hair
Moody stare
Doom and gloom is all you share
Hiding in your hole
Shaky wrists and bloody tomes
Angsty lyrics hoping to
Change a person’s point of view
The diving of crows
The crying of those
Who suffer in pain
Who suffer in vain
The sky will go grey
We’re all gonna pay
The torture within us
Satan has seen us
Wherefore art thou, wherefore art thou
And no one cares
About your shit
They’ll steal your book
And they’ll burn it
We see your tears
Your pain and fear
They’ll kick your face
Your blood will drain
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9. |
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I was at the local bank,
About three people behind the teller,
When the guy behind me said something terribly offensive.
And the fact that anyone would say that makes me kind of angry,
It makes me sick to my stomach that anyone would say that,
It makes me i-it makes me kinda angry.
Cause of people like you
Cause of people like you
Cause of people like you
Cause of people like you (you, you, you, you, you)
Oh the look on his face tells me he don’t like that at all,
he’d rather that not happen at all,
h-he don’t like that at all he’d rather that not happen at all at all
Don't fuck with me
I’ll fuck with your nuts (fuck with your nuts)
I’ll fuck with your nuts (fuck with your nuts)
Ahh the only thing I’m gonna cut you today is some slack,
You’re giving me a bit too much boys,
Fuck off boys.
Cause of people like you
Cause of people like you
Cause of people like you
Cause of people like you (you, you, you, you, you)
I don’t like telling my boys to fuck off,
But that’s the kind of guy I have to be
To be,
Because of people like you
Because of people like you
Because of people like you
Because of people like you
Cause of people like you
Cause of people like you
Cause of people like you
Cause of people like you (you, you, you, you, you)
Cause of people like you
Cause of people like you
Cause of people like you
Cause of people like you (you, you, you, you, you)
And then I bop him, one last time.
And he’s gone, gone, gone.
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11. |
Scourge
03:59
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I see, I see
Your eyes writhing in your
Let me, let me
Let me feel another
I wanna go, back home
Cut a hole in my telephone
My lung shot, blood pumping
Confusing
Tell my mother I’m
Dead
Dead
Dead
I say, I say
Crawl and bawl and scream
Agree, agree
I’m your effigy
I’m oedipus, skeleton
I’ll make you see
Eyes faded, life taken
Confusing
Tell my mother I’m
Dead
Dead
Dead
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12. |
Snakes!
03:45
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They climb the walls
Don’t care if you’re inside
You think they fall
But that’s just how they fly
In the gutter, I up the stakes
But all I’m seeing in this gutter is the
Snakes
I’m fucking sick of you
I’m sick of taking shit
You’re fucking immature
I’m fucking sick of it
Piss off piss off piss off
You snake
Bad taste
Piss taker
Take your time
Be a walking coffin
You live for nothing
You’re less than dust
Fuck your feelings
You’re a snake
I wish that I could be your end of days
And now you walk away
Say it to my face
How do you really feel
You should fucking kneel
On your knees
On your knees
You fucking snake bitch yeah fuck fuck
Take your time
Be a walking coffin
You live for nothing
You’re less than dust
Fuck your feelings
You’re a snake
I wish that I could be your end of days
Snake
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The Disconnected Bristol, UK
Punk/Grunge band based in Bristol.
Max Hale - Guitar, Lead Vocals
Artie Squires - Bass, Vocals
Fabio Scanu - Drums, Vocals
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