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THE UNINVITED
We don't need no promoter man
No booking agent in our van
We don't get no guarantee
We'll take your cancellation fee
The Uninvited
We're commin to your town
The Uninvited
We always stay too long
Tell us to play one we know
We play too fast, we play too slow
No time for the last band's set
We played too long, tough shit !
The Uninvited
They say we suck
The Uninvited
That's their bad luck
Some people say we don't belong
They say we ride too high
That's the price we pay for rolling into town
Without a reason why
The Uninvited
We overstay our stay
The Uninvited
We just want to play
Don't say you've got a boyfriend
He'll come around in the end
He'll break the window of my car
And steal my clothes and my guitar
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THE GIG IS UP
Who do you call
When your trophy wife drives you up the wall
He'll take you far
When your skull party needs another star
The gig is up
When Brian's on the show
The gig is up
If you really need a pro
He' s working his way through school
Singles and couples are his game
He'll show you the ropes
After he shows you the chains
The gig is up
When Brians on the inside
The gig is up
He don't take cheap girls for a ride
Oh Brian, you're soˇprofessional
Well, cheap food and bad beer
make my stiffie stronger, yeah?ˇyeah?
Who's the man walking tall in Sydney town?
Compliments to the Shaft all around
Your boyfriend oughta know
Just your friendly neighborhood gigolo
The gig is up
When Brian's got the inside
The gig is up
It won't be cheap girl for a ride |
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BORDER GUARD
They want your whiskey
They want your sister
They come at you like a shark
They want your rubles
They want your scruples
They really like Deutch Mark
Here come the border guards
Lookin for a bribe
If you dont pack Jim or Jack
Your might not see the other side
They know you're a criminal
They just gotta see what crime
As long as they catch you, they dont care
Good cop, bad cop,
You know Ive had my share
Here come the border guards
Lookin for a bribe
If you dont pack Jim or Jack
Your might not see the other side
"So...you have too many people in the car"
"Penalty is minimum or maximum
Minimum is bottle of American whisky"
"What's the maximum?"
"Baszd meg"
Passport please
Step this way
Why they always pick on us
Sweatin like a pig, just realized
I left some bammer in the bus
Here come the border guards
They wont let us through
Theyre checking out our record
They think were a motley crue
Just trying to get to the gig
But they wont believe you
"Három átmegy, ketto marad"
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EAST
SIDE OF THE TRACKS
We got Prague, Moscow too, we got Budapest
Take your Eifel Tower, Fuck Oktoberfest
East Side of the Tracks, never goin back
East Side of the Tracks, the west is really hack
People try to put us down, but thats a lot of talk
They're just too brainwashed to get the Eastern Bloc
East Side of the Tracks, never goin back
East Side of the Tracks, the west is really hack
Smokin crack in Krakow, Kiev's really kaif
Novi Sad makes me glad I'm not in Frankfurt for the rest of
my life
When you walk the streets in Germany you know its much too clean
Cross the line to the Republic of Czech, and check the heinous
scene
East Side of the Tracks, never goin back
East Side of the Tracks, the west is really hack
East Side of the Tracks, never goin back
East Side of the Tracks, the west is really hack |
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SKULL PARTY
Skull Party
Get Skull
Skull Party
Skull Party
Double D
Skull Party
She did a blumpie in the bathroom
All her friends are doing krell
Did so much dank hes gonna crash soon
On his way to hell
Skull Party
Fast Mike
Skull Party
Get Skull
All the girls we know
Are doing poppers crank and blow
Theyre gonna remix their emotions
Now theyre ready to go
Skull Party
Shitfaced
Skull Party
Skull Party
Malakas
Skull Party
You might see Glue
And lots of hairspray too
Youll see that protein in their hair
All the Junkies will be there
Skull Party
Get Skull
Skull Party |
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ROAD DOG
Octane voodoo and superstition
My source of your ignition
Eat'in road trash, but I ain't bitchin
Cause I got three square wheels and a fried transmission
Road Dog
Tellin the tales that we all know
It's a rock -n- roll rocky horror picture show
Up all night with scum and sleaze
Scratchin on the scabs of my skin disease
Road dog
After the show, hangin with stars
Takin L.S.D. in the nudy bars
If you can't roll, do things my way
I'll leave you on the side of the freeway
Road dog |
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KILL ME LUTSIA
Machine gun cracking from her lips
She'll really mow you down
She's the queen bee of the pack
She's gonna rule this town
Kill me Lutsia
Sick your dogs on me
Kill me Lutsia
Don't waste your smile on me
She's got a face that just won't quit
Like a cute little catholic girl
But when the dudes get out of hand
She'll speed them to the underworld
Kill me Lutsia
Sick your dogs on me
Kill me Lutsia
Don't waste your smile on me
Eyes wide open eyes wide shut
She'll really shut you down
If the end is near, then the end is clear
Its the final round
Kill me Lutsia
Sick your dogs on me
Kill me Lutsia
Dont waste your smile on me |
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SHE'S HEINOUS
No shame in her game
Boneyard is her fame
Her story's on the bathroom wall
Blister sister broad
Perpetrates the fraud
She prays to the porcelain god
She's heinous
she's a no brainer
she's an all around heiner
she'd do the whole master race
ice in her veins
lice in her brains
baby's a basket case
she looks good in a real tight sweater
but your gonna curse the day you met her
you think you're havin fun
till you see she's Attila the hun
She's Heinous
Her wrists are sliced, she's the Anti-Christ
She'd like to cause World War III
She's not the first, but she's the worst
She'll go down in history
She's heinous |
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FRAG THE MAN
He's the leader of the pack
Got a gold brick in his rucksack
Frag the man
he'll lead us all to kingdom come
we may be stupid, but we're not dumb
Frag the man
quit the army
and joined a band
headed off to a foreign land
promoter man said techno is king
he'll turn his back he won't hear a thing
Frag the man
hup 2, 3, and 4
he'll turn his back we'll end his war
Frag the man
A parting shot, with a smile
From Sgt. Carter and Gomer Pyle
Frag the man |
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CRIMINAL
Let me tell you something
If you're looking for advice
5 'll get you 10
15 'll get you 10 to life
But when you cross that line
You'll be lookin at some hard time
So good its criminal
I've been a Roman fool
Since the judge put me on ice
He sent me into exile
For the rest of my life
When they're pontificating
Ain't it kinda nauseating
So good its criminal
I used to have it all
Now I'm scratchin numbers on the wall
How was I to know that in this state
I got no right to depucilate
When you see temptation
Its useless to resist
You'll live to regret
The thing you woulda missed
But you know damn well
That you're gonna fry in hell
So good its criminal |
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KRAAK SQUAT
Got me a brand new plot
Hangin in a dingy squat
Welcome to Vermin Palace
Wine and coke in a stolen chalice
You better wear shoes when you walk in my door
Slippin in the puke, you'll hit the floor
Kraak Squat
10 punk rockers from slovak town
you know they'll palinka you down
drinky, drinky you under the chair
they'll chop off your doo and mohawk your hair
the squatin life aint no bitch cause you're slammin down shots
of Boravitchkas
Kraak Squat
Black ski caps and battering rams
You got squatters rights if you're a kraaken man
Weekend ninja will come to your aid
Thats the way in Amsterdam...no rent..no pay!!
Cockroaches spiders and scabies
If they don't get you, the dog's got rabies
Don't turn on the light, the police are serious
The upstairs neighbors, they all want to kill us
When the cops finally come to throw you out on your ass
You just gotta bust into a brand new crash
Kraak Squat |
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TOTAL BRUTAL
Total Brutal
Richard your mother's such a good punk rocker
She brings you breakfast with shots of vodka
Total Brutal
After shots for morning grub
Its off with dad to the corner pub
Total Brutal
Richard why do you drink so much?
Because I want
Total Brutal |