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Let Me Get The Rope
01:08
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Anyone protesting at a Pride march should be fucking strung up. I will do it myself: Let me get a rope... I'll get a rope. Let me get a rope... I'll get a rope (Let 'em hang!)
Anyone who's propagating hatred in the name of religion; excommunicate them. Calling on the Pope: It's a fucking joke, If he says he won't I'll just get a rope (Let 'em hang!)
Anyone protesting at a Pride march, should be fucking strung up.
I will do it myself.
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2. |
Evolution Retrograde
01:26
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Seats of power warmed by drooling fools. Darwin's children competing for gruel. Brain gone: Evolution retrograde. The progression of the human race necessitates collegiate approach. Brain gone: Evolution retrograde. Common good submerged under greed, slowly fucking up the world. Fragile veil; bourgeoisie atop abyss, slowly poisoning the well. Brain gone: Evolution retrograde. Brain gone: Evolution retrograde. Light the fuse.
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Gun Fodder
00:39
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Dad, I got myself a good job. Dad, I'm probably gonna get shot. Dad I got myself a good job, are you proud of me? Dad, I got myself a good job are you proud?
What's your job, son?
Gun fodder - gonna die in the desert sand
Gun fodder - for the freedom of the common man
Gun fodder - I'm going to something-istan
Gun fodder: Don't bother.
Mum, I got myself a good job. Mum, I'm probably gonna get shot. Mum, i got myself a good job, are you proud of me? Mum, i got myself a good job are you proud?
What's your job, son?
Gun fodder - gonna die in the desert sand
Gun fodder - for the freedom of the common man
Gun fodder - I'm going to something-istan
Gun fodder: Don't bother.
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4. |
Cryptoqueen
02:05
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Hand over hard-earned wealth: Give it.
Pyramid-scheming stealth. Take it.
All Hail the cryptoqueen of made up currency. There's some who still believe in petty thieves.
Desperation and greed exploited; African farmland to Wall Street.
All Hail the cryptoqueen of made up currency. There's some who still believe in petty thieves.
Snakes and ladders. Cloaks and daggers. Capitalist money grabbers.
All Hail the cryptoqueen of made up currency. There's some who still believe in petty thieves.
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5. |
Back Down
02:40
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Teacher, got something for you: Got a lesson plan to easily sit.
Tory, let me give you a clue: There is more to life than running the biz.
Bully, I'm picking on you: Here's a message I don't need to encrypt.
Police i got an idea to chew: Do you wanna fucking know what it is?
It's some advice: Back the fuck down.
Gonna tell you something for true, so you better read the words on my lips: If you go exploiting the youth, then your luck is gonna land in the shit. You will be the last one who knew, when the riots are coordinated; germinate in front of your view, like a weed we're gonna choke with a grip that's like a vice.
Back the fuck down.
In every town run by some clowns:
Sold by the pound. Shutting us down.
Back the fuck down.
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6. |
Low Opinion
02:25
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Talk to them: Nothing back.
Partners best friend, judgy prat
Think they know best for them.
They're possessive: Raised their flag.
You got a low opinion, but it's better than no opinion. You got a low opinion of me.
You're clearly quite unwell.
Factions clash: Beau and mate.
Not your business who they date!
Best intents: Sour taste.
They're just jealous we're getting laid.
You got a low opinion, but it's better than no opinion. You got a low opinion of me.
You're clearly quite unwell.
You got a low opinion, but it's better than no opinion. You got a low opinion of me.
You're clearly quite unwell.
Unwell.
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7. |
Blasphemy
02:54
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Why'd you have to go church? Can't you just be kind? If you're feeling lonely there's other ways to smile. Nothing’s gonna save us: Only save ourselves. 'Y.O.L.O.' as a mantra, doing what thou wilt.
Turn your back on dogma days
It's divisive: Take the name in vain.
God the Father feels estranged.
Church unworthy of the deity.
Blasphemy! Feel like religion's just controlling means.
It's blasphemy! Feel like religion's just a stupid dream.
Getting to heaven?
It’s not gonna happen.
Get your weekly cleansing: Wash away the guilt. Never giving spare change. Babel that you built. Liberty you're taking: Let the greed unfurl. I know you're not Bono but fucking feed the world.
Turn your back on dogma days
It's divisive: Take the name in vain.
God the Father feels estranged.
Church unworthy of the deity.
Blasphemy! Feel like religion's just controlling means.
It's blasphemy! Feel like religion's just a stupid dream.
Getting to heaven?
It’s not gonna happen.
You don't need a temple to get by.
If there's God you won't find him inside.
None should govern Earth or human life.
The biggest lie.
Blasphemy. Feel like religion's just controlling means.
It's blasphemy. Feel like religion's just a stupid dream.
Getting to heaven?
It’s not gonna happen.
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Drums
SAM BAYLEY
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GEORDIE BLAKE
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