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Nothing Thing
02:43
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NOTHING THING
Yeah give it back, give it back to me,
I want it, it’s mine give it back to me
I don’t care if you saw it first, well give it back to me
It’s mine yeah I want it, well give it back to me.
It’s shining all so pretty, so dumb and empty, it fits my personality
I like the way it jumps every time I scream,
I like the way she cries every time I leave….
Hey you there get in line, push you, shove me,
I swear that I saw it first, now give it back to me
Yeah give it back, give it back man, give it back to me
I want it, its mine, yeah give it back to me
It’s shining all so pretty, so dumb and empty, it fits my personality
I like the way it jumps every time I scream
I like the way she cries every time I leave
It’s a nothing thing, it’s a nothing thing…
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R-O-C-K!!!
02:34
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Eye In Fist
02:53
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EYE IN FIST
I seen it all before, maybe even twice or more, you got that look right in your eye I’ll knock that look right down your throat
The most, you’ll get, from me is nothing less,
And La de dah, won’t get you out of this…
You can fist yourself right up to this, you wish, you can have a little more of this
I’ve seen it all before, you wanna rock n roll some, the devil’s got your holy ghost, you wanna rock you better learn to twist, to this,
Your la de dah, won’t get you out of this, oh no, la de dah, won’t get you out of this
You can fist yourself right up to this, you wish, you can have a little more than this
you wish, you can have a little more than this
Eye in Fist, Sick Sick Sick
Eye in Fist, Sic Sic Sic
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OOh La La
02:54
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5. |
The Hang Around
03:37
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THE HANG AROUND
Come on baby won’t you take a little ride with me
I’ve got an old HD that’s seen more than you’ve ever seen
You’re as pretty as a picture don’t talk much shit
You keep that up and we can hang a bit oh yeah
We can hang a bit
We do the hang around, we do the hang around…
We do the hang around, we do the hang around
Your mumma don’t like me won’t even talk to me
Well your daddy took me out all night yeah drinkin’
I lost him somewhere in the night, in the middle of a big bar fight
Just a little bit of fun don’t you worry none
We do the hang around, we do the hang around…
We do the hang around, we do the hang around…
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Suck It Up
05:06
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Longtime
02:24
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LONGTIME
Well it’s so silly to me now when I think back on it all
All the things she ever said about the bad things that I did
Just a mirror back on her cos I hate the things you see
When I see the you in me, when I see the you in me
I’ve been hanging round that corner
I’ve been minding my own business
You been smoking all them cigarettes
I’ve been drinking all the beer
She’s been scratching at my heels picking round in that henhouse
Like a fox out in the field and I can smell the blood from here
It aint even in a book that got me up in this old mess
And I put my foot back in, put it right back in my mouth
I’ve been hanging round that corner
I’ve been minding my own business
You been smoking all them cigarettes
I’ve been drinking all the beer
Come on…
Oh you’d hate the things you see when you see the you in me
Well you’d hate the things I see when you see the you in me
Well I hate the things I see when I see the you in me
I hate the things I see…
I’ve been hanging round that corner
I’ve been minding my own business
You been smoking all them cigarettes
I’ve been drinking all the beer
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8. |
Six Foot Under
03:05
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Six Foot Under
I finally found a place where you don’t make a sound
I’m always on the top you’re six feet underground
I plant a tree yeah it’s swingin’ in the breeze
Your scream is howling well it brings me to my knees
I’m not mad, you won’t cry
Always gonna end this way one of us gonna die
Now you can’t make me hard and I can’t make you cry
I’m always going to hell and one of us gonna die
I wanna feel you I just wanna hurt
Don’t wanna taste you now cos you just taste like dirt
I’m not mad, you won’t cry
Always gonna end this way one of us gonna die
Well you don’t call around no more and I aint seen your face
Well you aint been around in a long long time
I think you found another place
Well a little birdy told me, that you might be six feet underground
I guess that’s for the best
Yeah cos we don’t seem to fight no more
No more yelling, screaming, aint nobody coming around knockin on my door
Throwin my clothes out on the street, telling me what I should or, what I should or shouldn’t be
Well I say no no no, yeah you say go go go
Well I say no no no, yeah you say no no no
No no no no no no no no no no no
Oh yeah
I’m not mad, you won’t cry
Always gonna end this way one of us gonna die
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Dirty Pills
02:19
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DIRTY PILLS
Well she called me up just the other day
She asked me for a favour yeah what the hell could I say
She said she’d come around round about half past three
She needed to do a run to the local pharmacy
She get’s her thrills from those dirty pills
She gonna go get her thrills from those dirty pills
I picked her up she was in a crazy way
High heels and a mini dress my heart it skipped a beat
She needs her thrills oh yeah
If looks could kill oh yeah
She be a killer queen,
A dirty thing
She came out running well high heels in her hand
Pistol waving in the air holy shit bang! Bang!
I should have bailed now I should have ran away
But she hit the car running and I rock n rolled it out of there
That silly pill it was all kickin in
She was screaming in my ear heart smashing in my chest
I swear you could smell the fear smell the fear from here
She put my foot right down I nailed it out of there
She needs her thrills oh yeah
If looks could kill oh yeah
She be a killer queen,
A dirty thing
She gets her thrills oh yeah from those dirty pills x8
She needs her thrills oh yeah
If looks could kill oh yeah
She be a killer queen,
A dirty thing x2
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10. |
Records Back
02:37
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RECORDS BACK
Well I , I got nothing to say
And you, don’t listen anyway
Yeah you, shit me to tears
And I, I want my records back
You don’t listen to them anyway
Yeah you don’t listen to them anyway
Way too dumb to work the turntable even if you were even able
Now I, I want my records back
Well I, I just wanna have fun
And you, don’t wanna have none
You, scare my friends away
And I, I want my records back
You don’t listen to them anyway
Yeah you don’t listen to them anyway
Way too dumb to work the turntable even if you were even able
Now I, I want my records back
Oh you know what its like when everything slows down
It’s like you’re just watching a train wreck
That’s what it’s like watching you, ruin everything, oh you’re breaking everything
Over and over and over and over again, over and over again, over and over again
Turn that fucking shit down and give me my fucking records back
Well I , I got nothing to say
Yeah you, don’t listen anyway
Yeah you, shit me to tears
And I, I want my records back
You don’t listen to them anyway
Yeah you don’t listen to them anyway
Way too dumb to work the turntable even if you were even able
Now I, I want my records back
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11. |
P.C.P.
06:10
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P.C.P.
Oh man… I can’t find nothin’
Where’s the hells my life gone? Seems to me it’s gone to hell in a handcart man
And where’s all my cigarettes? They can’t all be in the ashtray
I’m pretty sure that’s where I left them…hmmm…
What’s that sound? That’s the sound of my heart breaking
When it falls on the floor seems so easy to pick up all the pieces
It’s not as easy as it seems, nothing’s as easy as it seems no more…
I’ve been blindsided by the downside of love
There’s a cigarette burn in the mattress where you used to be
On the cold side of the bed, and my pillow don’t fit my head
No more, no more
And I’m so, I’m so fucking lonesome I could die
Yeah well I’m so , I’m so fucking lonesome I could die
My heart all breaking, my bodies aching from the cold break that you left in oh that you left in me
On the downside of up oh and I and I don’t think no and I don’t think I, I’m ever gonna breath oh no let alone sleep
And I’m so, I’m so fucking lonesome I could die
Yeah well I’m so, I’m so fucking lonesome I could die
These empty nights I’m fillin up with cheap wine
Cigarettes and booze yeah oh mentholated tunes
These empty nights I’m fillin up with cheap wine
Cigarettes and booze yeah oh mentholated tunes
Come the morning, oh just a bad taste of you
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The Dirge Perth, Australia
No frills, no fronts, no bullshit souped up rock n roll. If Motorhead met Eddy Current Suppression Ring and old school Kings of Leon in an old school Aussie pub...on a 3 day bender...it'd be somewhere near the sound of Australia's The Dirge. All that matters is what kicks your ass & stirs your soul as it spills from the speakers. For your dirty attitude & your dirtier life, this is Rock & Roll !!! ... more
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