Lyrics:
Culture sucks down words
Itemize loathing and feed yourself smiles
Organize your safe tribal war
Hurt, maim, kill and enslave the ghetto
Each day living out a lie
Life sold cheaply forever, ever, ever
Under neon loneliness motorcycle emptiness
Under neon loneliness motorcycle emptiness
Life lies a slow suicide
Orthodox dreams and symbolic myths
From feudal serf to spender
This wonderful world of purchase power
Just like lungs sucking on air
Survivals natural as sorrow, sorrow, sorrow
Under neon loneliness motorcycle emptiness
Under neon loneliness motorcycle emptiness
All we want from you are the kicks you've given us
All we want from you are the kicks you've given us
Under neon loneliness motorcycle emptiness
Drive away and it's the same
Everywhere death row, everyone's a victim
Your joys are counterfeit
This happiness corrupt political shit
Living life like a comatose
Ego loaded and swallow, swallow, swallow
Under neon loneliness motorcycle emptiness
Under neon loneliness everlasting nothingness
Down over the window
Comes the dazzling sunlit rays
Through the back alleys, through the blinds
Another one of them endless days
Honeybees are buzzin'
Leaves begin to stir
I'm in love with my second cousin
I tell myself I could be happy forever with her
I keep listenin' for footsteps
But I ain't ever hearing any
From the boat I fish for bullheads
I catch a lot, sometimes too many
A summer breeze is blowing
A squall is settin' in
Sometimes it's just plain stupid
To get into any kind of wind
Well, the old men 'round here, sometimes they get on
Bad terms with the younger men
Old, young, age don't carry weight
It doesn't matter in the end
One of the boss' hangers-on
Sometimes omes to call at times you least expect
Try to bully ya, strong arm ya, inspire you with fear
It has the opposite effect
There's a new grove of trees on the outskirts of town
The old one is long gone
Timber two-foot six across
Burns with the bark still on
They say times are hard, if you don't believe it
You can just follow your nose
It don't bother me, times are hard everywhere
Well, we'll just have to see how it goes
My old man, he's like some feudal lord
Got more lives than a cat
I never seen him quarrel with my mother even once
Things come alive or they fall flat
You can smell the pine wood burnin'
You can hear the school bell ring
Gotta get up near the teacher if you can
If you want to learn anything
Romeo, he said to Juliet, "You got a poor complexion
It doesn't give your appearance a very youthful touch"
Juliet said back to Romeo, "Why don't you just shove off
If it bothers you so much"
They all got out of here any way they could
The cold rain can give you the shivers
They went down the Ohio, the Cumberland, the Tennessee
All the rest of them rebel rivers
If you ever try to interfere with me or cross my path again
You do so at the peril of your own life
I'm not quite as cool or forgiving as I sound
I've seen enough heartaches and strife
My grandfather was a duck trapper
He could do it with just dragnets and ropes
My grandmother could sew new dresses out of old cloth
I don't know if they had any dreams or hopes
I had 'em once though, I suppose
To go along with all the ring dancin' Christmas carols on all the Christmas Eves
I left all my dreams and hopes
Buried under tobacco leaves
Not always easy kicking someone out
Gotta wait a while, it can be an unpleasant task
Sometimes somebody wants you to give something up
And tears or not, it's too much to ask
Culture sucks down words
Itemize loathing and feed yourself smiles
Organize your safe tribal war
Hurt, maim, kill and enslave the ghetto
Each day living out a lie
Life sold cheaply forever, ever, ever
Under neon loneliness motorcycle emptiness
Under neon loneliness motorcycle emptiness
Life lies a slow suicide
Orthodox dreams and symbolic myths
From feudal serf to spender
This wonderful world of purchase power
Just like lungs sucking on air
Survivals natural as sorrow, sorrow, sorrow
Under neon loneliness motorcycle emptiness
Under neon loneliness motorcycle emptiness
All we want from you are the kicks you've given us
All we want from you are the kicks you've given us
Under neon loneliness motorcycle emptiness
Drive away and it's the same
Everywhere death row, everyone's a victim
Your joys are counterfeit
This happiness corrupt political shit
Living life like a comatose
Ego loaded and swallow, swallow, swallow
Under neon loneliness motorcycle emptiness
Under neon loneliness everlasting nothingness
Ooh you're slick
You investors in hate
You Saddams and you Bushes
You Bin Ladens and snakes
You billionaire bullies
You're a globalized curse
You put war on the masses while you clean out the purse
And that's how it's done war after war
You old feudal parasites just sacrifice the poor
You've got the cutting edge weapons
But your scam's still the same as it's been since the Romans
It's the patriot game
It's the war racket
You twisters of language
You creeps of disguise
Your disinformation
Like worms in your eyes
You privileged bankers
You gambler thieves
You profit on war
There's less money in peace
That's how it's done time after time
Country after country, crime after crime
You pretend it's religion and there's no one to blame
For the dead and impoverished in your little patriot game
Honey, that's the war racket
Got the world's greatest power and you team up with thugs
Make a fortune on weapons, destruction and drugs
But your flags and boots and uniforms start to all look the same
When both sides are killing in the patriot game
It's the war racket
And that's how it's done, and you've got our sons
In the cross-hairs of horror at the end of a gun
And your national anthems start to all smell the same
When all sides are dying in the patriot game
It's the war racket
And war is never, ever holy
It's just a greedy men's dream
And you two-faced crusaders
Both sides are obscene
War's not made by God
War's made by men
Who misdirect our attention while you thieves do your thing
And that's how it's done
About every thirty years
The rich fill their coffers
The poor fill with tears
The young fill the coffins
The old hang a wreath
The politicians get photographed with their names underneath
It's the war racket
It's the patriot game
It's the war racket
Dakota
Bismark tractor association, coffee and toothpaste
This was vacation
I saw, while squinting, the hidden layer
In those lost-era grain elevators
Feudal beginnings, amber wave looseness
Post-Nordic grinning tired and toothless
Cigarette advertisement country
Wild and perfect, but lacking something
In Manitoba they called it boring
At night we hum to Canada's snoring
Westbound taken, exiled Texan
From a former Dutch trade encampment
Former slave quarters tucked by the alley
Serf population too high to tally
Gluttonized foundation
Well versed in the art of slavery
Patrons of feudal interest
Scurry around a concrete beehive
Crazed civilization frantically going nowhere.
“Vosaltres treballeu, nosaltres fem recompte
i d’això en direm / sistema feudal”.
Feudal feudal feudal feudal
Cases i collites, tot és del senyor.
El mossèn a missa li dona la raó.
She rises early from bed
Runs to the mirror
The bruises inflicted in moments of fury
He kneels beside her once more
Whispers a promise
"Next time I'll break every bone in your body"
And the well-wishers let the devil in
And if the river ran dry they'd deny it happening
As the card players deal their hands
From the bottom of te deck
Row upon row of feudal houses blown away
Medicine for the popular complaint
When the poets dreamed of angels
What did they see?
Gracias señor feudal, por mi día de descanso
Gracias señor feudal, por este pinche horario
Gracias señor feudal, por dejarme ser creativo
Gracias señor feudal, por los chismes de pasillo
Gracias señor feudal, por la renta elevada
Gracias señor feudal, por mi enfermedad mental
Gracias señor feudal, por las hierbas medicinales
Gracias señor feudal, por mis pinches adicciones
Gracias señor feudal, por dejarme en la vida ruina
Gracias señor feudal, por las garnachas finas
Gracias señor feudal, por mi puto alcoholismo
Gracias señor feudal, por cotizar salario mínimo
Gracias señor feudal, por dejarme tener mi banda
Gracias señor feudal, por los festivales caros
Gracias señor feudal, por no hacer nada en el sismo
Gracias señor feudal, tú y yo somos uno mismo
Gracias señor feudal, gracias señor feudal, gracias señor feudal, gracias señor feudal Gracias señor feudal, gracias señor feudal, gracias señor feudal, gracias señor feudal Gracias señor feudal, gracias señor feudal, gracias señor feudal, gracias señor feudal Gracias señor feudal, gracias señor feudal, gracias señor feudal, gracias señor feudal Gracias señor feudal, gracias señor feudal, gracias señor feudal, gracias señor feudal Gracias señor feudal, gracias señor feudal, gracias señor feudal
Revo-revolución feudal
Revo-revolución feudal
Revo-revolución feudal
Revo-revolución feudal
Revo-revolución feudal
Revo-revolución feudal
Revo-revolución feudal
¡Revo-revolución feudal!
Island of Avalon fools, heroes equal share
Truth, legend, fantasy open every mystery
Feudal kings that bore no child
Witches fires burning wild
[Chorus:]
Island of Avalon, truth or lie
All is well, sound the bell
Merlin would please his king, potions, antiquities
Silas, god of the trees, men of fabled imagery
Descendent's of your mystic crown
Walk your land where ghosts abound
[Chorus]
Island of Avalon as real as we pretend
Superstition without end, these countless names you lend
Stories with no boundaries
Overflow our histories
[Chorus]
Fius ras toh gas hias
Feudal
Rias logam hias toh gas bias
Feudal
Fius ras toh gas hias
Feudal
Rias logam hias toh gas bias
Feudal
Soy muy puta
Y no trabajo para vos
Mantenida, gracias a la propaganda
No voy a ser tu ramera
No limpio lo que ensucias
Rock, rock, rock, rock
Soy rock, rock, rock, rock
Soy astuta
Y no investigo para vos
Desátame, no quiero colaborar
No voy a ser prisionera
De tu organismo feudal
Rock, rock, rock, rock
Soy rock, rock, rock, rock
Soy muy puta
Y no trabajo para vos
Vivo inmersa en un estilo ya sin vida
Yo pertenezco a cualquiera
No al que me pueda comprar
Rock, rock, rock, rock
Soy rock, rock, rock, rock
Soy rock, rock, rock, rock
Soy rock, rock, rock, rock
Rock, rock, rock, rock, rock
Brasil
Eu passo mal, eu passei mal
Mas é nornal, é um absurto real
Que natural, nosso sistema feudal
Talvez eu tente por enquanto pensar assim
Que pelas portas do fundo não vem ao fim
Só que isolado no vão do escuro, atrás do muro
Janela fechada ou meio agachado lendo jornal
Que natural é um absurdo real
Que natural é um absurdo real
Que é natural, nosso sistema feudal
solo
parece que não mais eu já esse filme
parece que não mais eu já esse filme
parece que não mais eu já esse filme
há muito tempo atrás
Que natural é um absurdo real
Que natural é um absurdo real
Que é natural, nosso sistema feudal
nosso sistema feudal
nosso sistema feudal
nosso sistema feudal
Talvez eu tente por enquanto pensar assim
Que pelas portas do fundo não vem ao fim
Só que isolado no vão do escuro, atrás do muro
Janela fechada ou meio agachado lendo jornal
Que natural é um absurdo real
Que natural é um absurdo real
Que é natural, nosso sistema feudal
nosso sistema feudal
nosso sistema feudal
nosso sistema feudal
nosso sistema feudal
Había una vez
en una aldea
donde vivían
los Campesinos y Siervos
Ya estamos cansados de trabajar
Queremos ser libres
Señor Feudal
Yo quiero mi libertad
Queremos ser libres
Señor Feudal si no nos das la libertad te vamos a dar una revolución
Los Campesinos y Siervos
Se están preparando
Para una Revolución
Contra el señor Feudal
Ya estamos cansados de trabajar
Queremos ser libres
Señor Feudal
Yo quiero mi libertad
Queremos ser libres
Señor Feudal si no nos das la libertad te vamos a dar una revolución
Mistério no tronco: 50 chibatadas
Sim, Amor Feudal
Não, Senhor Feudal!
Sim, Amor Feudal
Não, Senhor Feudal!
Um escravo acorrentado à corrente do pecado.
Feudal lords
Cast their spells
Dark magic
Streets unwell
Feudal lords
Wealth unseen
Cast away
Every dream
Feudal lords
Towers high
Crush every
Infant child
Feudal lords
Occupy
Every space
Ground to sky
Tear down their castles
Boil those motherfuckers in oil
Genocide apologists
Get ground into the topsoil
Feudal lords
Cast their spells
Dark magic
Streets unwell
March of progress, art of war.
Welcome back to feudal law.
They plan this shit-ish
Been settled like electronic feudal
Electronic feudal
Shaman
I would have been
Hey John Nagy
Are you a super duper
Gay boy
No
No
No
Pussy and money
First you get the pussy
Then you get the problems
Electronic feudal
Pussy
Because life is a bunch of non assed
Sense bullshit
Nonsense bullshit
Turn off and on
That's the karma rebound
Electronic feudal
Okay this is a song about killing everybody
Let's all sing along now
Dream machine,
John and Exene,
Smear campaign,
And a swat team.
Let's have a feudal lord,
Let's have a fascist regime,
Side effects,
Coupled with withdrawal bleeding.
This is a riot, right?
A dark standard raised-juxtaposing dyad
The profit of rage-the jihadist black flag
A dark standard raised-juxtaposing dyad
The scimitar blade-black flag of jihad
You true infidel the prophet you betray
With the jihadist blade
Feudal infidel, savage, the mind enslaved
Come rise the herald of a new dark age
Death's coda
You're no gods warrior
Extant dystopia
For you will discover that nothing is true but infinite human conflict
For do true prophets come armed with sword?
Skip forward four generations
Comes a great first world nation
But I'm living in the third
Trying to make a living, playing on my sg gibson
Tending bar and sometimes selling herb
We live like serfs, in this new feudal land
We pay the bills and fight the wars
I ain't no wobbly, no pinko commie
Let's start the end times right now
Hey, bret!
Huh damn
Huh huh damn
I'ma shoot you
Glocki in my backpack
You know this shit hella feudal
My girl is an angel
Gimme sloppy toppy
You know I cannot complain girl
In my white T
Fuck you up still coming
I'ma shoot you
Glocki in my backpack
You know this shit hella feudal
My girl is an angel
Gimme sloppy toppy
You know I cannot complain girl
In my white T
Fuck you up still coming
Drumming
Shit is hella crazy
On God
And counting
Billions and thousands
Come and be my bestie
I will love you crazy
Jesus christ please
Can't tell a lie
Since
You been wanting
You been fiending
Dick in the evening
Fuck you till you bleeding
Thousand we screaming
Pass her to squad
Niggas kill you like they ops
We got chopas from black ops damn
I'ma shoot you
Glocki in my backpack
You know this shit hella feudal
My girl is an angel
Gimme sloppy toppy
You know can't complain girl
In my white T
Fuck you up still coming
I'ma shoot you
Glocki in my backpack
You know this shit hella feudal
My girl is an angel
Gimme sloppy toppy
You know can't complain girl
In my white T
Fuck you up still coming
On drugs
Fucking niggas up
(Yeah you know we in)
I dont give a fuck if you dont like me
(Yeah you know the deal)
20 carrot Ap want it get it
(I Still want that guap)
Bang bang bang
(Pull up on em with a glocki now)
Sisi take me to your place and
Fuck till I cant breathe
Work me out
Pay me with a large amount
We dont do this shit for clout
We still smoke that 40 ounce
Huh
Damn
Pull up with that draco now
I'ma shoot you
Glocki in my backpack
You know this shit hella feudal
My girl is an angel
Gimme sloppy toppy
You know can't complain girl
In my white T
Fuck you up still coming
I'ma shoot you
Glocki in my backpack
You know this shit hella feudal
My girl is an angel
Gimme sloppy toppy
You know can't complain girl
In my white T
Fuck you up still coming
Minha senhora feudal, (me) trata tão mal, e manda em mim,
Minha senhora feudal, ela é a tal, e eu sofro por ti.
De manhã cedo o dia começa com ordens,
Comprar pão, fazer café, ir trabalhar,
Quem paga as contas é quem sua a camisa,
Mas na hora da diversão quem decide não.
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