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Lexicon Devil
Lexicon Devil with a batterd brain. I'm looking for the future, the world's my aim. . Gimme, gimme your hands, gimme, gimme your minds. Gimme, gimme your hands, gimme, gimme your minds.
We Must Bleed
It's Sunday and the streets aren't clear. The traffic's screaming. but we can't hear. The sounds...the metals.... driving us mad.... The sounds...the metals....
The Other Newest One
I feel your body's close to mine. I hear your breath and mine in time. I know I'm nothing but it's you that I need. I touch your skin and it starts to feed.
Strange Notes
Billy Druids face is marble. He keeps every thought in its place. He lets the days turn tomorrow. Someone's always walking on his grave. . He wears the lines just like Garbo.
Richie Dagger's Crime
i'm richie dagger. i can stomp and swagger. i can take on all your heroes. i'm richie dagger. i'm young and i'm haggard. the boy that nobody owns. . he sits in his corner like a child despised.
Our Way
Clara would be proud to know us. We've taken it to the end. Where the gray turns to black. And the white just begins. . We live everyday on the water.
Not All Right
Feeling not all right. My time's in a sand-slide. So hard not to unwind. Find some wall to climb. . Capsules cover the signs. My thoughts in a land mine.
No God
I've read every book in the bible story. And all is every brought me was. another worry. Don't want god give me a jury,. See...there's no God to make.
My Tunnel
Crawling through my tunnel. When everything is dim, where does one go?. Crawl in to my tunnel. It's kinda shaky, may even crumble. . Talking to a lame man.
Media Blitz
Don't steal your eyes off the TV screen. Can you realize we're what we've seen. Take an injection from the mad machine. . Don't read the papers read between the lines.
Lexicon Devil
I'm a lexicon devil with a battered brain. And I'm lookin' for a future, the world's my aim. So gimme, gimme your hands, gimme, gimme your minds. Gimme, gimme this, gimme, gimme that.
Land Of Treason
Land of treason, waste no reason. We are breathing fire. We're packs of dogs, we're enemies of men. We are not desired. . Our faces show, we've grown cold.
Going Down
Sifting through apocalypse. All I want's to catch a glimpse. Just another broken day. My whole world's gone away. . I feel the ceiling's coming down. I watch the dead men run around.
Lexicon Devil
[Originally by Germs]. i'm a lexicon devil with a battered brain and i'm lookin' for a future-the world's my aim so gimme gimme your hands-gimme gimme your minds- gimme gimme this-gimme gimme tha-yea-yea-t i want toy tin soldiers that can push and shove i want gunboy rovers that'll wreck this club i'll build you up and level your heads we'll run it my way cold men and politics dead... (chorus) i'll get silver guns to drip old blood let's give this established joke a shove we're gonna wreak havoc on this rancid mill i'm searchin' for something even if i'm killed... (chorus) empty out your pockets-you don't need their change i'm giving you the power to rearrange together we'll run to the highest prop tear it down and let it drop...away... (chorus).
Media Blitz (0:56)
(The Germs). extra throat noise by Mike Willians (EYEHATEGOD). courtesy of Century Media Records.
Media Blitz
(Brutal Truth). Hated... time and time again. Force fed, supress senseless fear of difference. True self suppression, hollow dreams of misery. Blind wish to see.
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