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Pigs!
03:09
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All alone, walkin' down the street
Full moon, hot concrete
White meat, walkin' to the desert beat
Why they gotta lick their lips at me?
I don't want to talk to you, I just wanna be left alone!
Pigs will be pigs
Pigs will be pigs
Pigs will be pigs
Pigs will be pigs
I'm sick of creeps puttin' their hands near me,
They wait until I'm all alone
The police, they put their hands on me too
Did just what they wanted to do
When I'm cornered against the wall
You can take my body, but you can't have my soul
Pigs will be pigs
Pigs will be pigs
Pigs will be pigs
Pigs will be pigs
What's a gal gotta do to get some respect around here, huh?
It's like, every time I step outside of my front door, I become some kind of object-
some kind of object of your scrutiny! Well not anymore.. that's right!
Because you know what I say? I say- I'm sick of creeps. So stay away from me.
I'm sick of creeps yeah, so stay away from, stay away from me.
Yeah, 1,2,1,2,3,4!
Can't trust no one in this wicked town
You never know just what's going down
I see the truth buried in the lies,
You are a wolf in disguise
Pigs will be pigs
Pigs will be pigs
Pigs will be pigs
Pigs will be pigs
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888MECA
04:11
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Traveling to Hades
Behind a white Mercedes
Driving straight to hell
But driving so damn well
Sun rises to the east, my friend
Our western minds start to bend
Tonight has been a real feast
An acid test hard to beat
MECA 888
MECA 888
MECA 888
MECA 888
Steering between orange cones
Flashing lights in neon rods
Navigate through space and time
Shelter in alien space pods
Sun shining through the blotter glass
We're tailgating the devil's ass
Don't get too close or you'll burn your eyes
And when we drive we drive real fast
MECA 888
MECA 888
MECA 888
MECA 888
Mirrors are on all sides
Reflecting gods you cannot hide
The mirrored sky reflects our lives
Injects us with a sense of pride
Earth is the needlepoint, my friend
A single line drawn into the sand
They say you only live once
But I assure you this is not the end
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3. |
You vs. the World
02:20
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You got the bright lights
and the money signs in your eyes
Yeah, the words don't even matter
When you're reality is a lie
There's no such thing as soul no more
Because no one gives a shit
It's all about the sales,
It's all about the greatest hits
I'm just a marionette
Here for your entertainment
So come and watch me bleed
You wanna see me on my knees
You'd like to see me on my knees
You'd like to see,
So come and watch me bleed
Come and watch me bleed
Come and watch me bleed, baby
So tell me,
What's the point of art,
When it means nothing at all?
What's the point of words,
Or the writing on the wall?
Am I the only fool
With a heart and a soul?
Am I the only one that cares at all anymore?
You wanna let out your anger,
But you don't even know why you're mad
And you channel that energy into something bad
And you become everything that you despise
You embody your hate,
Oh, it's your demise
It's your demise
It's your demise
Yeah, it's your demise baby
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Wildboy
06:12
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Come out of the shadows, little urchin
Ye lost feral child of the backwood
Come into my arms, there's no need to fear me
I am a doctor, and I am here to save you
Come forth, into the light of knowledge
You'll learn how to read and write,
For that is how you are to be civilized
Your case study will change the course of humankind
You pose the question of what is man
You pose the question of who is man
Wildboy
Tell me what is man
Wildboy,
Tell me who is man
What is man
Tell me who, who is man
What is man,
Tell me who, who is man?
How did you survive?
Were you nurtured by the wolves?
Did you live high up in the trees,
Or did you feed upon wild fruit?
And he knows nothing of mankind,
Though he show signs of empathy
He doesn't care to listen or to speak,
He just gazes out of the window at the trees
Wildboy
Tell me what is man
Wildboy,
Tell me who is man
What is man
Tell me who, who is man
What is man,
Tell me who, who is man?
Come out of the shadows,
Little wild one
Lost in the darkness,
We are just children
Come forth into the light of knowledge
Wildboy
Tell me what is man
Wildboy,
Tell me who is man
What is man
Tell me who, who is man
What is man,
Tell me who, who is man?
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Candy Warpop Las Vegas, Nevada
Candy Warpop is a nihilistic storm of art punk and dark psychedelia. Incubated under the debauched neon of Las Vegas, this audacious trio is unrestrained by conventional musical standards.
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Disaster!
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Free jazz freakouts from the guitar of Joshua Chévere Cohen.
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