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SWAYSPITW? Now That's Entertainment!

So Why Are Still Plugged into the Wall?


Breach in a fat zit, rebellion spews out
Like a leech in a Nile of shit the reptilian boy scout
Beach a dead whale, pig belly gun glue snout
O. K. Creach, tell me what your Rebel Onion's about
You say you are anti society, government, and war
well you are not fooling me when I walk through your door
The records are piled high and the stereo's clean.
There's a t. v., a car, and you don't look so lean
You smoke up some dope because you can't cope
You've just frozen, hip and the end of a rope
What did you pay to hear that "Punks Not Dead"?
Pocketbook rebels willingly bled Where do you think you got the power for Antiwar stereo and your PR decor?You'll swear your just a member When they kick down your door You put down war but you love your car more
A there's one other thing,
that anti- nuke sticker on your car
Is it just a new trend? What else is it for?
You don't understand, it's the car that you own One of the reasons Nuclear power has grown
There's one other thing you might try to do
Lobby the Senate to find something new
And if that's the case, the answer is far
Because new technology just shit more in this zoo

Breach in a fat zit, a smelly son spews out
Like a leech in a Nile of shit the reptilian new scout
On the beach a dead whale, pig belly gun glue snout

O. K. teach, tell me what your Rebel Onion's about

DISPERSE

OF NATURE HE DID SCRAMBLE. HIS CARCASS HITS THE SOIL. SWELLS UP & TURNS DARK PURPLE, AGE AND FLESH WILL SPOIL. A TIME WILL PASS TO TRAMPLE, HITS BOTTOM FROM THE TOP YOUR FIFE'S A FINE EXAMPLE OF A FIRE THAT BURNS TO NOT

WELL HE WAS BORN CRYING HE LIVED COMPLAINING, DIED DISAPPOINTED. DISPERSE

GNP

(adapted from a poem by Robert F. Kennedy)
Air pollution advertising for cigarettes, ambulances to clear our highways of carnage death of Lake Superior dissemination of bubonic plague equipment for riots with the inferior slums built on their ashes and TV programs which glorify violence to sell goods to the children..

Air pollution advertising for cigarettes, ambulances to clear our highways of carnage special locks for our doors, and jails for the people who break them ...napalm bombs for our wars destruction of the redwoods death of Lake Superior dissemination of bubonic plague equipment for riots with the inferior slums built on their ashes and TV programs which glorify violence to sell goods to the children..

YOU DESERVE TO LIVE
YOU WAKE UP COUGHING SO YOU SPARK UP A LOAD
JUMP IN THE SHOWER,YOU GOT A MINUTE TO GO
INTO THE MARKET FOR A BUCKET, A JUG
YOU CLOCK IN YOU'RE LATE, YOU GOT NOTHING TO SHOW
YOU JUMP IN YOUR CAR YOU GOTTA GET HOME
YOU'RE LADY IS THERE YOU'RE BONA GET BONED
YOU'RE GOING TOO FAST-YOU BREAK AND YOU SKID
YOU'RE INTO THE HOSPITAL AND KILLING A KID
YOU TRAMP AROUND- YOU'RE A THUNDERBIRD KING
AS LONG AS YOU'RE DRUNK, YOU DANCE AND YOU SING.
BUT A SUDDEN WHITE FLASH BURNS THE FLESH FROM
YOUR SKIN
YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND THAT IN ONLY DEATH DO YOU WIN

IS THAT A CLOVE?/ THICK BRAINS IN MY SKULL Thick Reigns in My Skull
Chorus: Why, Why do you cry?- after all had God meant you to fly, he would have made
your bones as hollow as your skull
You continue to accept the charges, you get off on that fast buck socket
that free lust
last luck
lost look
free lack
luster ed
socket
from coal laden barges- artillery arteries
margins of butter and rockets of fat
margarine, batter, and buckets of fat
lards are in, serpentine, string beans of fat
missals of meaningless calories that
dance on your table bright yellow fat
how about that
plugged into crumpling walls
rape T. V. finds a hole
watched gluing in the tube
the tubes of fat it's fat it's fat
it's fat again it's on my brain
and as I drain this liquid out
the white fat pudding starts to shout
Man is just man made
he strives for true perfection
and it's man's man made price he's paid
steel and flesh it's all the same it's bound to fall apart
man's made man techno turns the fuel no doubt
Pollution without protection
the tracks are quickly laid
Francis Bacon and Fig Newton TM bars
the price is being paid
Oh boy for
fast free
last look
lost luck
lust lack
blustered
progress
the stacks they keep on smoking
too soon this man a regress
for God, she must be joking..

SKI MASK POLITICS 1987
THE RULES HAVE BROKEN TRACES
OF WHAT THEY HAVE IN STORE

the pain in game is coming soon through the door in 84

in l.a. they'll have a chance to fu ck up all the fun

while most plan for honest bucks other plan to use their guns

FOOD FOR THOUGHT

ever past my open door endlessly the transports roar solemn slow majestic slave tracks lead to an open grave

day and night the airships fly trough a thick unfiltered sky rampant thunder overhead this

industry will soon be dead

Wool Sock Instrumental (Live at Skull Rock 1984)

PERSONA NON GRATA (GYGAX,NON,HERE'S TO ABSENT FRIENDS) SOMETIMES I NEED TO GET AWAY FROM ALL THIS fuckin SHIT SO I GO PLAY A DIFFERENT GAME I HAVE TO THINK AND SIT. I CREATE MYSELF A TOLKIEN WITHOUT THE PAIN IN PLAY. IT'S ANOTHER LIFE I LIVE, I LIVE IT EVERYDAY. FOR HOURS I COULD SIT AND THE STORIES I COULD TELL. YOU TELL ME THAT IT'S STUPID WELL YOU CAN GO TO HELL. IT'S EASIER TO FACE THE DAY WITH PLATEMAIL ON MY BACK. I'D RATHER PLAY THE GAME THAN BE AN ALCOHOLIC. CAUSE ESCAPE CAN BE A PROBLEM, WHEN IT'S ONLY IN THE MIND. when you look the other way THEY'LL STAB YOU FROM BEHIND. AND KEEP THE GAME IN CHECK, KEEP IT SAFE FROM MATE BECAUSE IF YOU FORGET WHAT IS REAL BIG BROTHER WILL HAVE YOU ON A PLATE....

... I'M NO fucking SQUARE SPILL THROUGH GUT PEE ALL CAUSE I DON'T REALLY CARE I'M NOT A DRUNK I LIKE TO DRINK DRUNK AS A SKUNK SUDDS IN THE SINK STIFF AND PLASTERED SWIGGERED AND SWACKED CRACKED AND CRIGGERED CRIGGERED AND CRACKED STIFF AND PLASTERED SWIGGERED AND SWACKED CRACKED AND CRIGGERED CRIGGERED AND CRACKED ...CALL ME WHAT YOU WILL, dc al coda

Peat Muppets 4x, LaLaLaLaLa LaLaLaLaLaLaLa LaLaLaLaLa LaLaLaLaLa, LaLaLaLaLa LaLaLaLaLaLaLa LaLaLaLaLa LaLaLaLaLa, LaLaLaLaLa, LaLaLaLaLa LaLaLaLa blub, blaaa LaLaLaLaLa ahahaha, aaaaaah, Peat muppets 4x, LaLaLaLaLa aaaaraa LaLaLaLaLa LaLaLaLaLa LaLaLaLaLa, LaLaLaLaLa LaLaLaLaLa .....LaLaLaLaLa, Peat muppets 2x

WHO SAYS I SHOULD? SHOULD ALWAYS BE IN ORDER SHOULD ALWAYS BE JUST RIGHT SO WHAT IF YOU'RE NOT TIRED IT'S YOUR BEDTIME SO GOODNIGHT SHOULD INCLUDE YEARLY VISITS TO FAMILY GONE BYE SHOULD NEVER MISS A SURMON ALTHOUGH YOU DON'T KNOW WHY CHORUS: WHO SAYS I SHOULD? WHAT SHOULD I BE? LIKE SHIT I SHOULD I'M GONA BE FREE WHO SAYS I SHOULD? WHERE SHOULD I GO? DO YOU THINK THAT I CARE THAT I SHOULD?-NO!

...OR WAS HE FAKING? Screaming down a crowded isle A crazy makes a choice message heard a mile away lady snores the voice a smile Butcher's wife she comes to trial Fulfilling all her dreams Not guilty was the plea of course insanity beyond recourse

chuck the justice system fu ck the justice system

bleeding down a bloody hill a body finds a place her dressing splattered on the green the murder hides his mind at trial The Mayor's death a bitter fact the hostess is to blame milk white struggle second act a Twinkie TM lit the flame

HeadCheese

Don't.understand.Still.underrate.Our.claim.to.fate.You.underestimate.And.when.it.comes.your.face.will.pale.Altered.state.and.it's.too.late.from.what.I've.seen,most.are.blind.but.I.won't.try.to.change.your.mind.

DISPERSE

WELL HE WAS BORN CRYING HE LIVED COMPLAINING, DIED DISAPPOINTED. DISPERSE

OF NATURE HE DID SCRAMBLE. HIS CARCASS HITS THE SOIL. SWELLS UP & TURNS DARK PURPLE, AGE AND FLESH WILL SPOIL. A TIME WILL PASS TO TRAMPLE, HITS BOTTOM FROM THE TOP, LIFE'S A FINE EXAMPLE OF A FIRE THAT BURNS TO STOP.

SMARTER THAN MADISON AVE.

what you gonad saw what you gonad do where you gonad be when they come after you?

it's a 7 digit you you do not understand it may have had some meaning you will not find out till the end

AVOID BREATHING smoggy surface filthy air pump it out cause we don't care filling up the big brown sea think every time you take a pee

you tale it in with every bit suck it up with every bite think it's cool but you don't think love it man it's out of sight

and one day we're gonna learn that we went wrong but it's too late you'll hear it in a million songs it's not our fate say chiefs of state

bitch complain pout and cry life is fucked and you ask why well without pain what would life be just another stupid novelty

Questions answers have their place may never yet forgive the race the hippies saw death coming then take a breath it's not if it's when

STEREOTYPE

i hate fucking stereotype they all fucking look alike i hate fucking new wave hypes prancing around in plastic tights it's all a fucking burn somethings'll never learn

i love fucking stuck up broads they all think they're fucking mods i hate fucking westwood kooks they all make me wanna puke

i hate fucking westwood kooks they all make me want to puke

SWAYSPITW?

ROAD KILL BILL

today i got my license got rid of all my fears i didn't need a license i'd been driving for six years i'm just one of ten thousand who got licenses today if i crash please understand insurance i did not buy

COMBAT BRICK

Adam Ate the Worm
ADAM ATE THE WORM
BITE THE BIG RED APPLE SAID THE BIG BLACK SNAKE
NOW RAPE ALL NATURE ADAM, GO MAKE THAT BIG MISTAKE
DID YOU MISS THE MESSAGE CHRISTIAN? OFCOURSE YOU FREEING
DID. STILL RAPEING NATURE CHRISTIAN? FORGOT WHAT EDEN MEANT?
THE PROBLEM YOU DID GRAPPLE CALLED THE BIG MISTAKE
BITE THE BIG RED APPLE
GO MAKE THAT BIG MISTAKE
BITE THE DUST,ADAM.

DRAFT OR DIE

YOU DO WHAT YOU'RE TOLD

MEMBERS OF CHAVEZ

Members of Society
Hear us now your clowns
We're posers of society
and nothing brings us down
Leader with Authority
We don't need to shout
No respectability
We know what you're about
And members of society
You rebel and scream and shout

 

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