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It's just murder
I've got an enemy in my suitcase
I carry it around town
Every time I stop at the traffic lights
the little fucker puts me down
I want to put it in the water
and hear that fucker drown
tryin to get out of here
but I hold that fucker down
I'll drag the life out of him
he drags the life out of me
hey
I've got an
enemy
My friends they don't believe me
until it makes that sound
it's trying to get out of there
but I hold that fucker down
enemy
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2. |
God's Clit
04:41
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Man took his focus from God for a minute
he took his senses away from the God
although he still chooses to hang a portrait
it's in a much smaller room
they replaced it with one of themselves
Cheesy smiles
Euphoria in the eyes
Cheesy smiles
Euphoria in the eyes
Clit
Before the man could even catch his breath
the attention draws even deeper inward
as da vinci dissects
the unborn foetus
the humans applaud
with idealising gazes
would they replace them with themselves
cheesy smiles
euphoria in the eyes
cheesy smiles
euphoria in the eyes
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3. |
Mandatory Suicide
06:19
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Happy young cunts shopping for wedding rings
forced slaves at work just to buy the damn things
3 years later in a caravan park
looking for rope in the motherfucking dark
walk around in the human zoo
got an idea of what we should do
I've got suggestions to improve the view
MANDATORY FUCKING SUICIDE
MANDATORY FUCKING SUICIDE
handsome singer in a rock n roll band
so fucking tired he can barely stand
remember someone back in japan
lying in a bath with a red right hand
walk around in the human zoo
i've got ideas about what we should do
one suggestion to improve my temper
MANDATORY FUCKING SUICIDE
MANDATORY FUCKING SUICIDE
Just describe them people and things
one could do anything the other could hate
cut down some trees for some other cunts wealth
lucky it's just too fucking bad for your health
Walk around at the human zoo
I've got an idea what we should do
a slight suggestion to improve the view
MANDATORY FUCKING SUICIDE
MANDATORY FUCKING SUICIDE
Dronal bankers on their way to work
at the whorehouse got no time to flirt
another dollar put it where it's gonna hurt
they need a new machine to wash away the dirt
Walk around at the human zoo
I've got some ideas about what we should do
a few suggestions just to increase the view
mandatory suicide
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4. |
Chemotoxic Death
06:43
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In a realm
of a vision
in the land
of a dream
there was a king
a slave to himself
dissillusioned
once again
his friends
they had all left him
he was pushing away
away once more
and every time
he searched inside himself
something would speak
with a lashing
from a vulgar voice
his commands are weak
they were all served poison
on a platter of filth
chemotoxic death
His friends
they had all left him
he was pushing away
away once more
an earlier vision
had put his mind to collision
voice became lost
all hazy and soft
chemotoxic death
His friends
all bared witness
to his one chance
to turn back
and every time
everything was turning milky
the ways became lost
all hazy and soft
chemotoxic death
all hazy and soft
the voice became lost
all hazy and soft
voice became lost
hazy and soft
mountains of sand
strange arid land
chemotoxic death
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5. |
Anhedonia/No One
06:22
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I'm walking all night and it's dark here and i'm wasted, come on aaand i'm walking all night. Why I can't ohhhh and i'm walking and I'm alone and i'm walking and i'm alone and i'm wasted, i'm just fucking wasted….. Am I fucking dead?
well I can't tell you
what i'm thinking
it's hard to say nothing at all
nothing at all
and the cold sweat upon my back
ain't enough to pick up my slack
aint enough to pick up my thoughts
so I let me body pass
into nothing, nothing at all
Waking up to no one
the moonlights all gone
waking up to no one
the moonlights all gone
opportunity slapped back upon the face
upon the faces, upon the face
of all these pretty expectant people
people hahaha
opportunity slapped back in the face
the faces
of all the pretty, expectant people
waking up to no one
the moonlights all gone
waking up to no one
the moonlights all gone
and it hurts
but inside
i put up a mask
a persona
a mask
a facade
a lie
Theres just nothing at all
waking up to no one
the moonlights all gone
waking up to no one
the moonlights all gone
just remember, don't forget
that life is about the trials
and tribulations
and that life itself by nature
is nothing but
ridiculous
waking up to no one
the moonlights all gone
and it hurts
a bloody mess
of my fingers
as i cut the mask, red
as I unfold the fingers
and they are shaking
I watch the people
die
waking up to no one
the moonlights all gone
waking up to no one
the moonlights all gone
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6. |
A Musical Jihad
04:36
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Let me tell ya about the scrape
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7. |
Sluts In-Tro
00:28
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8. |
Sluts Are Go
03:44
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Going to a party at the white church
I hope nobody calls the fuzz
when it's time to party
I always party with the sluts
If you wanna get the party
partying like a party
then you party
with the sluts
Sluts are go
Everybody loves them popular girls
Take a little girlie home
give her a necklace made out of pearls
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I Believe In Librarys
00:10
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Split You Like An Atom
04:54
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Let me tell you something about the scrape
Geelong's #1 derailment experience
Let me tell ya about the scrape
an audio bomb they gonna knock you out with sound
and when we finally get you home
I got something in store for you
I want to mount you against the concrete
I wanna split you like an atom
I wanna split you like an atom
I love so loud it wakes up Japan
I wanna split you like an atom
blow as hard as I can
from london to leopold you'll feel the heatwave
of the scrape
I wanna split you like an atom
leave you barron as Chernobyl
I wanna split you like an atom
I love so loud it wakes up Japan
from london to leopold they talk about the scrape
from mexico city to toykyo city they talk about the scrape
and when the scrape finally get you home
you know what they are gonna do
they aint gonna throw you like a stone
they are gonna split you like an atom
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Every day life
SICK
it's like a sedative
so dull and boring it sedates me
I can't see when I turn off the TV
Amotive
and lost in my surroundings
who could recall what I sacrificed
for this shallow, alternative realty
it's been so long since my skin felt the sun,
prisoner, i'm shackled to the dull routine
working for the things I don't desire
sitting bored
suffering
complete (and lingering) mental retardation
will man's final reaction
to the mental brutality
of these hallowed visions
echo that
of his final reaction
to the brutality
of the colosseum?
most of the things I hate others enjoy
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12. |
Hot Iron Strike
05:45
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Inert
I can't seem to shake
your voice off my back
you're our ideas
cast into the sea
I cannot see this galaxy
Inert
I can't even shake
your voice off my back
I'm inert
I can't even shake
your voice off my back
My hands over my ears
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13. |
Among Lofty Company
00:17
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The Amazing Sloth Rider Geelong, Australia
The amazing sloth rider is a musician, writer, and film maker from Geelong. He has worked in mental health since 2006 and
makes art about the disconnect between an individual’s values and societies expectations.
His art motivates and disturbs as necessary. Far from perfect, he seeks out new ideas, people, and experiences which end up in his music.
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The Amazing Sloth Rider recommends:
SectApe. The brainchild of Mauro Ochoa (The Electric i) has been the main musical project I've been involved with this year apart from Sloth Rider. It's a combination of... just give it a listen.
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Art As Catharsis. Can you think of a better name for a label? Consistently blowing my mind with new and exciting Australian releases including Omahara, Hashshashin and We Lost The Sea.
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Dream State Intervention
by Vivisect
Vivisect. Experimental drone music from Melbourne and the soundtrack for my nano story in July. It just creeps into your subconscious, really amazing stuff.
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Wild noise rock on Upset the Rhythm that chucks free jazz, punk, and drone into a blender and presses “puree.”
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Ritualistic layers of quivering cello anchor this work of eerily delicate experimental electronica.
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