1. |
Intrinsic Obsolescence
01:21
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2. |
Problem Solved
02:19
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Yesterday, this girl I date,
called me and told me she's two weeks late.
Now we must, decide today,
how to make this problem go away.
I will take you for a ride,
drive you to Planned Parenthood.
Then I will take you inside,
get rid of that thing for good.
We're still in the first trimester.
Get out of the way protesters.
Appointment to see the medical hitman,
RU-486'ed into the trash can.
This isn't really what I need,
it's just another mouth to feed.
Should've fucked her in the butt,
now I'll punch her in the gut.
I should push her down some stairs,
or maybe feed her to a bear.
Let's just strap her to a chair,
and rip that fucker outta there!
I still get to sleep at night.
PROBLEM SOLVED!
My girl's vagina is still tight.
PROBLEM SOLVED!
Thanks again Obamacare.
PROBLEM SOLVED!
Scrape that fucker outta there.
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3. |
Sunday Drivers
04:14
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Infidels lend me your ears,
take revenge for 2000 years.
Take a stand for what is right,
now it's time to start the fight!
(Chorus)
THEY'RE WRONG
THEY'RE WRONG
THEY'RE WRONG
God is dead!
THEY'RE WRONG
THEY'RE WRONG
THEY'RE WRONG
It's all in their head!
THEY'RE WRONG
THEY'RE WRONG
THEY'RE WRONG
Take the power back!
THEY'RE WRONG
Jesus isn't coming back!
Wash the brains of little kids,
born imperfect and full of sin.
Detriment to our surivial,
story book they call the bible.
God is just a fairy tale.
Logic is the holy grail.
I will not believe the lie.
Heaven isn't in the sky.
Pedophiles are kept in hiding.
God hates fags, it's in the writing.
Afterlife is what they wager,
Jesus Christ they're idiots.
Jesus isn't coming back!
Planes are flying overhead,
now 3000 humans dead.
Faith in god at the controls,
divinely pleased with the death toll.
(Chorus)
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4. |
Aim for the Head
03:42
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As sun sets, the night falls,
the dead rise up from the grave!
Brace yourselves, tonight is
the night of the living dead!
Flesh eating, feet dragging,
they've come here to eat your brain!
Remember, to kill them
to aim for their fucking heads!
(Chorus)
Lock up the front door,
it's time to declare war.
Zombie invasion,
infecting the nation.
The only solution,
undead execution.
When killing a zombie,
just sing along with me.
AIM FOR THE HEAD!
AIM FOR THE HEAD!
AIM FOR THE HEAD!
AIM FOR THE HEAD!
Grey matter, brain splatter,
the zombies are on their way!
A worldwide pandemic
we have to evacuate!
We'll stand up, we'll fight back,
let's build up the barricade!
Your best friend, just got bit,
you have to decapitate!
(Chorus)
Stay away from hospitals,
keep weapons close at hand.
Baggy clothes will get you killed,
make sure your food is canned.
Only move when morning comes,
know when to run and hide.
Have a plan and take these tips,
survive the zombie apocalypse.
Infection gone global,
survivors are running scared.
The best way to live,
is to make sure that you're prepared.
Be ready to take on,
an army of the undead.
Remember one more time to aim for
their stupid looking, smelly zombie heads.
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5. |
Troll Toll - Dayman
02:34
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7. |
Sports is Dumb
03:54
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Baseball, hockey,
Soccer, boxing
Tennis, football,
and basketball.
POKER!
JAVELIN!
NASCAR!
WRASTLIN'!
Tailgating in the parking lot,
drink light beer and smoke some pot.
This leads to fighting in the stands.
Team spirit's getting out of hand.
(Chorus)
Corporate sponsored colliseums were made.
SPORTS IS DUMB
Abandoned after all the games were played.
SPORTS IS DUMB
Overpriced team merchandise for sale.
SPORTS IS DUMB
Athletes setting up your kids to fail.
SPORTS IS DUMB
Start a fight with your wife,
beat her in an elevator.
Host Illegal dogfights,
or be a sexual predator.
Juiced up jocks taking to the field,
soon their character will be revealed.
Millionaires basking in their fame,
I don't care which team wins the game.
(Chorus)
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8. |
Shark Week
04:07
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Why do you have to be such a bitch?
All I asked for was a sandwich.
Change your mood like you can flip a switch.
Estrogen will make you act this way.
Once a month, I wanna go gay.
Come at me like sharks attack their prey.
(Chorus)
My girlfriend's pissed off and she's on her period,
bitching and moaning, I don't feel like hearing it.
Blood in the water, predators have come to seek,
five days of hell, it's fucking SHARK WEEK!
First day is always a bloody mess,
red stains all over her favorite dress.
Looks like it went through a printing press.
Drug store is where I will drive my car,
to get tampons and a candy bar.
I don't know how I survived so far.
(Chorus)
Can't get laid,
blood grenade,
sex delayed,
go get spayed.
Don't complain,
use your brain,
smoke a bowl,
ease the pain.
(Chorus)
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9. |
TITTIES!
03:52
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Show the sweater meat,
let the twins hang out.
Jugs that can't be beat,
make me scream and shout.
Live to see those boobs,
with those I can't be bored.
Gets me in the mood,
let me see your, let me see your
(Chorus)
Little doesn't matter,
bigger's even better,
time to get em out.
LET ME SEE YOUR TITS!
Gotta love em all, son.
Floppy ones and firm ones,
time to lose the bra.
LET ME SEE YOUR TITS!
No, I'm not an ass man,
let me get an amen
time to show 'em off.
LET ME SEE YOUR TITS!
Let me see the boulders,
hangin' from your shoulders
time for spring break
LET ME SEE YOUR TITS!
Now I must admit,
that i don't give a shit
I wanna see your tits.
I'm gonna rock 'n roll
ya fucking areolas,
wanna see your tits.
Now I must admit,
that i don't give a shit
I wanna see your tits.
You could be a cripple
let me at that nipple,
wanna see your tits.
Love to rub my face,
in babies' feeding place.
No it's not a crime,
it's motorboatin' time!
Had a heart attack,
when I saw that rack.
Jaw fell on the floor,
let me see your, let me see your
(Chorus)
MELONS!
FUN BAGS!
HOOTERS!
TITTIES!
TITS, TITS, BEAUTIFUL TITS!
TITS, TITS, BEAUTIFUL TITS!
TITS, TITS, BEAUTIFUL TITS!
TITS, TITS, BEAUTIFUL TITS!
(Chorus)
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10. |
Deadbeat Dad
04:02
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I fucked up, real bad.
Soon I'll be a dad.
Should not have,
came inside,
now I need to hide.
Thought I pulled out of her,
Plan B, she won't bother,
soon I'll be a father,
to a son or daughter.
Condoms save lives
when the stork arrives
Take me to family court,
to pay child support.
Now that fetus is a toddler.
Pay for it why should I bother?
Worthless fucking sperm donation.
Who cares about graduation?
Precreation was a mistake.
Eighteen years a new birthday cake.
Quarter-million I've concluded,
that's not with college included.
Hope my friends don't mind,
I left my kids behind.
I'll stay here for a bit,
and bag up all my shit.
Fuck my band they do not need me.
Waste their time with more recording.
Roommates won't mind if I bail,
they just might think I'm in jail.
Disappear like missing airplane,
then make them think I am insane.
Leave behind my amps and guitars,
not show up for my job at the bar.
From a different star,
let them tow my car,
my kids must be sad,
yes I am a deadbeat dad.
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11. |
TMNT
01:15
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