I Can't Stand Myself

The Devil Made Me Do It 2

I am a righteous man. Pain on my lips and flowers in my hand. Angel's breath can die. And choke out any day. . Bite your flesh. Leave scars all over. Till my teeth are broken.

I Can See Clearly

I can see clearly now the rain is gone. I can see all obsticals in my way. Gone are the dark clouds that had me blind. It's gonna be a bright sunshiney day.

The Devil Made Me Do It

Say you love me, say you need me. . Love is control. Fuck you can't let go. Love is control. Fuck you cause I said so. Hurt you gently and degrade you.

I Believe In Ufo's

I believe in UFO's. Baldheaded men with goldfish bowls. Tied securely round their waists. Observing us from outer space. I believe in UFO's (x4). Men from space invade my dreams.

This Life

I take my inquisitions from the stars above. I don't need nobody to remind me of. how I've traveled far and wide wide wide. to find my way to this side.

Sleaze Freak

They fuck like scum. And they piss like scum. And they shit like the scum [Incomprehensible]. . Now, token slots clankin'. Turned on, pick your fix, cheap satisfaction.

Pornstarchampion

Ooh, hey, there mama got the devil in your smile. Got your silicon on and stars in your eyes. Guilt on your face, big disgrace. Cheer up baby, it's part of the game.

Big Idea Of Love

If you're going to burn yourself down. you may as well have a plan. your heart, your mind are forever. they may want to make a stand. . change the color of your careless will.

Holy Hardcore

Holy harcore jesus christ. Knocking our religious life. Live by Crass, die by the sword. We're punk rock servants of the lord. You say that all you want is peace.

Pawnstar Champion

Ooh...Hey there mama got the devil in your smile. Got your silicon on and stars in your eyes. Guilt on your face, big disgrace. Cheer up baby its part of the game.

New York Girls

It is St. Patrick's Day! Are you guys ready to dance? Alright, this next little song is gonna require you guys to do a polka. If you don't really know how to do a polka, it's ok. It's easy to cheat. All you gotta do is hop up and down on one footyou've got two of 'um! Alright? So here we go, we'll start with your left. To your left. To your right. To your left. To your right. To your left. To your right. To your left. Ooooh!.

High Ambitions

i wanna live with madonna i wanna lick oprah i. wheel of fortune i want god to make my bed. i wanna fuck jesse jacksoni wanna go deep sea fishing. wanna go to hollywood i wanna be a material man.

Violence Will Appear

appearing bloody chainsaws that bear the sins of a mass. mourning echos everywhere and everyone tries to destroy others. streams of blood. and body parts float.

Nothing Girl

You are what I make you...dirty little whore. You are what I give you...nothing more. You are what I tell you...loved by no one. You are what I left you...worthless and impure.

Hey Mama Ya

Alright, so this next songs a sort-of Zydeco New Orleans song Its about a dead guy. Its called Hey Mama Ya.. . Hey mama, ya mama, hey mama yo. Save me from hell fore the roosters crow.

Hey Suburbia (demo Version)

Try and tell us our future's at stake. We're gonna slam dance on your grave. Cause we don't give a shit about tomorrow. You say we're a bunch of lazy bums.

Resurrection Of Gods

swarm of angels on their way to hell. . chains that have composed a disharmonious symphony. . resurrection of gods is about to happen. . the lantern of the leader of the infernals is distinguishing.

Murder Song

The God, the gun, the vasoline. You dirty pig, I'm cuming inside you. The pain, the fear. The flash, the scream. You dirty whores, I'll murder all of you.

Hey Mama Y

Alright, so this next songs a sort-of Zydeco New Orleans song Its about a dead guy. Its called Hey Mama Ya.. . Hey mama, ya mama, hey mama yo. Save me from hell fore the roosters crow.