Cardiac 
			Arrest 
			Let The Living Rock On 
			Relentless 
			Danger Keep Out 
			Lost Emotions 
			Ode To Kathy 
			Heartache, Heartbreak 
			Lucid Visions 
			Angel Of Death 
			Mosh You Dead 
			Spiral Wound 
			Face The Truth 
			The Roach 
			Alice Dee 
			Addicted 
			Roadkill 
			Body Double 
			Gimme The Goods 
			GTPOSOTR 
			Walk Away 
			 
			Suicide 39 
			War 
			Turning To Black 
			Suicide 39 
			Never Forfeit 
			Iyoume 
			Out Of My Mind 
			Fuel 
			Alice Dee (redux) 
			Illusions 
			 
			Fastest Spoken Lines 
			Anthem 
			One Badass Song 
			Fun In Violence 
			Ryps 
			Dead Precedence 
			Bad Weather 
			Johnny Trendkill 
			Rude Entry 
			Better Than That 
			No Radio 
			Fastest Spoken Lines 
			The Roach (redux) 
			Angel Of Death (live) 
			 
			Fifth Of Strych-Nine 
			Southbound 
			F.U.C.T. 
			Fast Train To Nowhere 
			La Maison Dieu 
			Take This Road 
			Winds Of Change 
			Trantric Obsession 
			Yes, I'm Broke 
			 
			 
  
			 
 
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			The
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				Cardiac 
				Arrest  | 
			 
		 
  
    
	LET
      THE LIVING ROCK ON  
      copyright 1991 
      Lyrics By: Heath Alex 
	 J-Bone
      Verse 1:  
        Friday night, cruise tight  
        The band's playin'  
        They're gonna make it right  
        So load up, and ship out  
        They're gonna rock you  
        'Til you scream and shout
      
       Bridge :  
        Livin' on an edge  
        You're shit ain't any use
        to me  
        Livin' on an edge  
        This is what we say to the
        P-M-R-C
      
       Chorus:  
        Long live, so let the living
        rock on  
        Long live, so let the living
        rock on  
        Long live, so let the living
        rock on  
        Long live!  
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      Verse 2:  
      Yer under age, screamin'
      for vengeance  
      You're gettin' in without
      admittance  
      So load up and ship it out  
      They're goona rock you  
      'Til you scream and shout
      
      Bridge  
        Livin' on an edge  
        You're shit ain't any use
        to me  
        Livin' on an edge  
        This is what we say to the
        P-M-R-C
      
       Guitar Solo
      
       Chorus (repeat 2xs)  
        Long live, so let the living
        rock on  
        Long live, so let the living
        rock on  
        Long live, so let the living
        rock on  
        
        Long live! 
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    RELENTLESS  
      copyright 1994 
      Lyrics by: Stevie G.
      Verse 1  
        Drivin' down the highway,
        runnin' down the road  
        I see you in the back of
        my mind and oh, it's so cold  
        I can't seem to get there
        where no one's ever gone  
        But tonight I think I'll
        make it, because you're gonna be mine
      
       Chorus 1  
        You can run - away from
        me  
        Hide your love - so I can't
        see  
        You will be found - And
        make love to me
      
       Verse 2  
        Tell me my love how is it
        feelin'?  
        Is this the best you've
        had  
        Does it keep you reelin'?  
        The pleasures and the pain  
        Are like the sun and rain  
        When you are in bed tonight
        it will be like dynamite
      
       Chorus 2  
        I will love you, E-n-d-l-e-s-s-l-y  
        I will love you, R-e-l-e-n-t-l-e-s-s-l-y
      
       Verse 3  
        Has someone else been found  
        Will they give you the run
        around  
        Am I just a clown that will
        chase you 'round the town?  
        Come on baby be mine awhile  
        Play with me and bring a
        smile  
        Let's go and have fun I'll
        show you how it's done
      
       Chorus 1  
        You can run - away from
        me  
        Hide your love - so I can't
        see  
        You will be found - And
        make love to me  
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      Verse 4  
      We work hard to find the
      ultimate love  
      It seems to fly away like
      the wings of the dove  
      You must search the heart
      not to let it fall apart  
      Dog it to get the best,
      pursue it, be relentless
      
      Chorus 2  
        I will love you E-n-d--l-e-s-s-l-y  
        I will love you R-e-l-e-n-t-l-e-s-s-l-y
      
       Guitar Solo
      
       Verse 5  
        Don't keep me on the cuff,
        love should not be rough  
        Some-times you playway so
        hard to get  
        I will keep you anyway,
        my love is relentless  
        Just keep it movin' in 'cuz
        love is not a sin
      
       Chorus 1  
        You can run - away from
        me  
        Hide your love - so I can't
        see  
        You will be found - And
        make love to me
      
       Verse 6  
        Tell me my love how is it
        feelin'  
        Is this the best you've
        had  
        Does it keep you reelin'?  
        The pleasures and the pain
        are like the sun and rain  
        When you are in bed tonight
        it will be like dynamite
      
       Chorus 2  
        I will love you E-n-d--l-e-s-s-l-y  
        I will love you R-e-l-e-n-t-l-e-s-s-l-y  
        
        
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    DANGER
      KEEP OUT  
      copyright 1991 
      Lyrics by: Stevie G.
      Verse 1:  
        I want your love, but you
        say  
        I need your heart, but you
        say  
        I need your warmth, no way---  
        Your as cold as ice, oh
        yeh!  
        You cut like a knife, so
        sharp  
        Get out of my life, I say
      
       Chorus:  
        You shouldn't come 'round
        here  
        You should stay clear  
        Don't even - get near
      
       Bridge 1:  
        Take the road straight to
        the end  
        Keep on going into the night  
        I'm no good for you, you
        knew that was true
      
       Verse 2:  
        You're hard as stone, I
        say  
        You cut to the bone, oh
        yeh  
        I can't hear the tone, that's
        right  
        You bite 'til I bleed, it
        hurts  
        You sink your teeth deep
        inside  
        I can't see the light it's
        dark
      
       Chorus:  
        You shouldn't come 'round
        here  
        You should stay clear  
        Don't even - get near  
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      Bridge 2:  
        Don't even look 'round the
        bend  
        Don't bother looking left
        or right  
        I know you're feeling blue
      
       Guitar Solo
      
       Verse 3:  
        I'm coming back to you,
        I don't know why  
        I must be the biggest fool,
        that's no lie  
        I really hope you're cool,
        I just might cry  
        Just open up your door,
        so I can come in  
        Don't see me round-a-bout,
        straight to the heart  
        You must have found out
        so
      
       Chorus:  
        You shouldn't come 'round
        here  
        You should stay clear  
        Don't even - get near  
        
        
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    LOST
      EMOTIONS  
      copyright 1993 
      Lyrics by: Stevie G.
      Verse 1  
        The sky is black, the day
        is done  
        You can't go back, you're
        on the run  
        Three tears to cry, can't
        seem to hurt  
        The eyes go dry, from dust
        to dirt
      
       Chorus  
        Lost emotions are here to
        stay  
        Glad is gone, sad today  
        Lost emotions are here to
        stay  
        Glad is gone, sad today
      
       Verse 2  
        Way down inside, the feel
        is void  
        The pity and pride, beyond
        the joy  
        A fallen love, to harsh
        to mourn  
        There is no dove, at the
        dawn
      
       Chorus  
        Lost emotions are here to
        stay  
        Glad is gone, sad today  
        Lost emotions are here to
        stay  
        Glad is gone, sad today  
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      Guitar Solo 
      
      Chorus  
        Lost emotions are here to
        stay  
        Glad is gone, sad today  
        Lost emotions are here to
        stay  
        Glad is gone, sad today
      
       Verse 3  
        Time is over, the end is
        nigh  
        Emotions are lost, without
        the high
      
       Chorus  
        Lost emotions are here to
        stay  
        Glad is gone, sad today  
        Lost emotions are here to
        stay  
        Glad is gone, sad today  
        
        
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    ODE
      TO KATHY  
      copyright 1994   
      Lyrics by: Heath Alex 
      Verse 1  
        She's a nymphomaniac  
        Sold by her husband  
        She don't know  
        Any true lovin'  
        Ten bucks a shot  
        And is cumin' for free next
        time  
        Don't know what you're gettin'  
        'Cause you're livin' behind
      
       Chorus  
        She's just like McDonalds  
        Over a billion served  
        Her husband sits in the
        closet  
        And eats tuna fish for desert  
        He don't know what he's
        doin'  
        'Cause he treats his wife
        like a 'ho'  
        He's gettin' into trouble  
        Sellin' her as a nympho
      
       Verse 2  
        You are such a disgrace  
        She gets off in your face  
        You ain't no prize to her  
        'Cause she uses you for
        an appetizer  
        She does other men  
        While you look around the
        bend  
        Now you feel like a sucker  
        'Cause you never got to
        funk her  
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      Verse 3  
      You have bad taste  
      'Cause your wife is a tease  
      You're such a sucker  
      'Cause you got caught by
      the police  
      You walk into the room  
      And find out your wife's
      a 'ho'  
      So you write to the newspaper  
      So she can get some more 
      
      Chorus  
        She's just like McDonalds  
        Over a billion served  
        Her husband sits in the
        closet  
        And eats tuna fish for desert  
        He don't know what he's
        doin'  
        'Cause he treats his wife
        like a 'ho'  
        He's gettin' into trouble  
        Sellin' her as a nympho  
        
        
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	HEARTACHE
      HEARTBREAK   
      Lyrics by: Ryan Christ 
      
      Verse 1:  
        Lonely nights I spent alone  
        Shadows on the wall, they
        are my own  
        Memories are company  
        Close my eyes so I can see
      
       Chorus:  
        Heartache, heartbreak, it's
        all the same  
        Spoken just a crazy game  
        You just can't win 'cause
        love don't lose  
        You can't make a choice
        when there's nothing to choose
      
       Verse 2:  
        My heart is breaking from
        the view  
        Nothing else, only you  
        Try to touch, but it fades
        away  
        Just like it did without
        a word to say  
        Just not right, the things
        you do  
        Showed me love, but it wasn't
        true
      
       Chorus:  
        Heartache, heartbreak, it's
        all the same  
        Spoken just a crazy game  
        You just can't win 'cause
        love don't lose  
        You can't make a choice
        when there's nothing to choose  
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      Guitar Solo 
      
      Chorus:  
        Heartache, heartbreak, it's
        all the same  
        Spoken just a crazy game  
        You just can't win 'cause
        love don't lose  
        You can't make a choice
        when there's nothing to choose
      
       Verse 3:  
        Tears are trickling from
        my eyes  
        Heart is breaking from the
        lies  
        Feeling only pain  
        My thoughts are thinking,
        all the same  
        Never thought it would be  
        I'd fall in love and not
        break free
      
       Chorus:  
        Heartache, heartbreak, it's
        all the same  
        Spoken just a crazy game  
        You just can't win 'cause
        love don't lose  
        You can't make a choice
        when there's nothing to choose  
        
        
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				Lucid Visions  | 
			 
		 
  
    ANGEL
      OF DEATH  
      copyright 1993  
      Lyrics by: Scott St. Onge
      Verse 1   
        Last ride down this road  
        Say goodbye, never comin'
        home  
        Pay with your life, sell
        your soul  
        Angel of Death takes control 
      
       Bridge 1  
        Time is near  
        You must live   
        With no fear  
        With no fear
      
       Chorus  
        Watch out!  Your life
        is short  
        Venom of death takes control  
        You can't escape, you're
        goin' down  
        Server of death makes no
        sound 
      
       Verse 2  
        It's too late, once you've
        paid the toll  
        Angel of Death takes control  
        Hovering in the dark cloud
        above  
        Waiting to cover you like
        a glove  
        To take you to the Prince
        of Darkness (spoken)
      
       Verse 3  
        No need to hide your face  
        You cannot hide your disgrace  
        You lived your life in haste  
        Yeah, life was fun but what
        a waste  
        Open your eyes before it's
        too late  
        And the Angel of Death seals
        your fate  
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       Guitar Solo
      
      Verse 4  
        Run from the demons in your
        head  
        It won't be long, you'll
        be dead  
        Your life is gone, it went
        so fast  
        All your living is now in
        the past  
        Losing your mind, you're
        at wits end  
        Angel of Death is no friend
      
       Bridge 2  
        Time is near  
        Time to die  
        With no fear  
        Angel of Death seeks your
        soul
      
       Chorus  
        Wake up!  Your time
        is now  
        Open wide, take your deadly
        vow  
        Large pill, hard to swallow  
        Thick as the mire, in which
        you wallow  
        The end for you is coming
        soon  
        Angel of Death, coming for
        you  
        Angel of Death (repeat to
        end)  
        
        
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    MOSH
      YOU DEAD  
      copyright 1994  
      Lyrics by: Heath Alex,   
          Scott
      St. Onge,   
          Stevie G.
      Verse 1  
        You get rammed  
        On a body you pound  
        I say slammed   
        And then my fist hits the
        ground
      
       Verse 2  
        Go on - bang your head  
        Let me know you're not dead  
        Down you go  
        On the floor, your blood
        will flow
      
       Chorus  (repeat
        6x's)  
        Goin' to mosh you dead!
      
       Verse 3  
        Dressed in spikes  
        Who cares what's right  
        Wanna start a fight?  
        Well if you don't mind,
        I think I might  
        'Cause I wanna see you bleed  
        Make it hurt  
        Come on, do this just for
        me
      
       Verse 4  
        Goin' 'round and 'round  
        Out on the floor  
        If you see someone in pain  
        Ha-Ha-Ha, give 'em some
        more
      
       Chorus (repeat
        6x's)  
        Goin' to mosh you dead!
      
       Guitar Solo 1
      
       Verse 5  
        Get out on the floor  
        And bang your head some
        more  
        I want to see some blood  
        ...Red mud  
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      Verse 6  
      Get into the pit  
      Round and round  
      Get off on this shit  
      ‘Cause if you don’t  
      You’re goin’ down
      
      Guitar Solo 2
      
       Verse 7  
        In the mosh pit, hell breaks
        loose  
        The only way to survive   
        Is on someone’s elses juice  
        As you slam who’s ever close  
        Be sure to give ‘em your
        best shot  
        Watch their face as they
        feel the pain  
        And you grind your boots
        into their brain  
        Calamity moves your soul  
        One thousand fish in a bowl  
        In here your life is hell
        bound  
        Condemned to be beaten down
      
       Verse 8  
        Come on now, hurt yourself  
        I wanna see you sweat  
        Come on, do your best  
        To get some blood on your
        chest
      
       Chorus (repeat
        6x’s)  
        Goin’ to mosh you dead
      
       Outro  
        (improvise)  
        
        
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    SPIRAL
      WOUND  
      copyright 1993  
      Lyrics By: Stevie G.
        Verse 1  
        In the dark abyss we stay  
        Forlorn and caught in this
        array  
        Sweat and grime ooze like
        molten clay  
        Come on, life is trashed
        away
      
       Chorus:  
        We are down and can't get
        out  
        Spiral wound and have no
        doubt  
        You are here for eternity
      
       Verse 2:  
        Hope is abandon as you enter
        here  
        An eternity of drudgery
        and blatant fear  
        Uninhibited scum of greed
        will  
        Rip off your ass if they
        feel the need  
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      Chorus:(2 x's)  
      We are down and can't get
      out  
      Spiral wound and have no
      doubt  
      You are here for eternity
      
      Guitar solo
      
       Chorus:  
        We are down and can't get
        out  
        Spiral wound and have no
        doubt  
        You are here for eternity
      
       Outro  
        
        
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    FACE
      THE TRUTH  
      copyright 1994  
      Lyrics by: Heath Alex
      Chorus 1  
        Pick... your fights wisely  
        Don't...talk to despise
        me  
        Pick...what you do wisely  
        If you don't, just let them
        be  
        And as I ponder unasleep  
        My soul begins to speak
      
       Verse 1  
        Sometimes I wonder  
        If you do this for spite  
        'Cause if you tantilize
        me  
        You've found an army to
        fight  
        So choose your lies wisely  
        No matter which it's said  
        The real ones won't despise
        me   
        To myself and the real ones,
        you're dead
      
       Bridge  
        But sometimes I wonder  
        Why you diverge your thoughts  
        I believe you're afraid
        to face the truth  
        To pay the price it costs
      
       Chorus 2  
        Pick...your fights wisely  
        Don't...talk to despise
        me  
        Pick...what you do wisely  
        If you don't, just let them
        be  
        And as I ponder unasleep  
        My soul still speaks
      
       Verse 2  
        Now you come into my group  
        From your cold adversity  
        You try to take us over  
        But you just lead us into
        a rut  
        Passing threats that make
        me laugh  
        You make my life like a
        job  
        It's like blackmail with
        a tarrif  
        You just dictate as a hubris
        slob  
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      Bridge  
      But sometimes I wonder  
      Why you diverge your thoughts  
      I believe you're afraid
      to face the truth  
      To pay the price it costs
      
      Guitar Solo Lead-in  
        Animosity, a term of hatred
        to be  
        Live your life, but pick
        wisely
      
       Guitar Solo
      
       Chorus 3  
        Pick your fights wisely  
        Don’t talk to despise me  
        Pick what you you do wisely  
        If you don’t, just let them
        be  
        As I ponder unasleep,  
        Everybody digs real deep
      
       Verse 3  
        So now you have a lesson  
        This truth is your reality  
        So pick from the virtues  
        That maybe we can be peaceably  
        But remember this speech  
        This song is to prove, not
        to preach  
        It's just to show the farrago
        of the world  
        To say "Pick what you do
        wisely"
      
       Bridge  
        But sometimes I wonder  
        Why you diverge your thoughts  
        I believe you're afraid
        to face the truth  
        To pay the price it costs
      
       Chorus 4  
        Pick your fights wisely  
        Don’t talk to despise me  
        Pick what you you do wisely  
        If you don’t, just let them
        be  
        
        
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    THE
      ROACH  
      copyright  1994   
      Lyrics: J-Bone 
       S. St. Onges  
       H. Alex
      Intro Rap:  
        As I sit down to smoke my
        last roach  
        I think how many times have
        I toked  
        I can't count, I don't know
        why  
        I want to be stoned and
        so fuckin' high
      
       Verse 1:  
        My lighter's dead, it's
        pissin' me off  
        I want to do the hit from
        hell, make me cough  
        Roll up a fat one and use
        two sheets  
        I want to burn one and get
        crispy
      
       Verse 2:  
        Come by my house any Friday
        night  
        I like to party, like you
        know to get right  
        Bring a case, bring a bag,   
        Bring your face, but leave
        the hag  
        At home we're gonna party
        all night long   
        And get really fuckin' stoned  
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       Verse 3:  
      I just bought a brand new
      bong, so call all  
      Buddies and make sure they
      all come along   
      Jamaican Gold Bud, Black
      African Hash,   
      You see it makes  
      No difference to me   
      What I got in my stash
      
      Verse 4:  
        My brain like an egg is
        truly poached   
        And I'm not sure what to
        do with this big fat roach  
        I think I'll fire it up
        and have no doubt,   
        I'm gonna burn that puppy
        until it goes out  
        Burn my fingers, I really
        don't care  
        Because that kind of pain
        I swear   
        Makes my brain happy, very
        happy  
        
        
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    ALICE
      DEE  
      copyright 1994 
      Lyrics: J-Bone
      Verse 1  
        Thoughts are distorted now  
        'Cause I've been, Alice
        Dee  
        Everything is moving now  
        Is this what my eyes really
        see?  
        The world is spinning 'round
        and 'round  
        She's gonna take me Spiral
        Wound
      
       Chorus  
        Alice Dee has gotta hold
        of me  
        Alice Dee is killing me
      
       Verse 2  
        Cigarette trails that seem
        to last forever  
        Familiar face that looks
        like the devil  
        The red rose is bleeding
        now  
        It's blood I will drink  
        The world is spinning 'round
        and 'round  
        Can't tell if I'm up or
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      Bridge  
      And as time seems to slow  
      Your heart seems to stop  
      Your eyes will begin to
      deceive you  
      Your brain will explode  
      And as time seems to slow  
      Your heart seems to stop
      
      Guitar Solo
      
       Chorus  
        Alice Dee has gotta hold
        of me  
        Alice Dee is killing me
      
       Chorus  
        Alice Dee has gotta hold
        of me  
        Alice Dee is killing me  
        
        
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    ADDICTED  
      copyright 1994  
      Lyrics by: Heath Alex
      Verse 1  
        You See what you want to  
        And keep yojur mind closed  
        Don’t breathe of ill forgotten  
        It might get exposed
      
       Chorus  
        You are…addicted  
        Won’t change… addicted  
        You are… addicted  
        No counter actions  
        You are…
      
       Verse 2  
        Live with the circumstances  
        Until the end  
        Outside influences threatening  
        But you will not bend
      
       Chorus  
        You are…addicted  
        Won’t change… addicted  
        You are… addicted  
        No counter actions  
        You are…   | 
    
	 
         
         
         
       Guitar Solo
      
      Bridge  
        A-dic-ted  
        A-dic-ted  
        A-dic-ted
      
       Verse 3  
        My life is influenced only
        by myself  
        I can’t be faltered, unbreakable
        by hell  
        Outside influences threatening  
        But you will not bend 
      
       Chorus  
        You are…addicted  
        Won’t change… addicted  
        You are… addicted  
        No counter actions  
        You are…  
        
        
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    ROADKILL  
      copyright 1993  
      Lyrics: S. St. Onges
      Verse 1:  
        Got a little red car,   
        Saw a big black cat  
        My luck was not bad,   
        Because the cat is flat  
        I don't understand   
        Why I get such a thrill  
        Road kill.........
      
       Verse 2:  
        See it in the news,   
        Called the daily blues  
        Somebody got their brains
        blown out   
        From the car they let loose  
        Sounds like the classic
        case,   
        Someone searchin' for that
        thrill  
        Road kill......  
           | 
    
	 
         
         
        
      Bridge  
      Road kill, sounds like such
      a thrill
      
      Verse 3:  
        So tonight when you're ridin'   
        Down the street  
        And those two little beady
        eyes   
        You might see  
        Make a swerve, take the
        curve,   
        Do what you gotta do  
        To get that thrill  
        Road kill.........  
        
        
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	BODY
      DOUBLE  
      copyright 1993 
      Lyrics by: Scott St. Onges
      
      Verse 1  
        As I'm walkin' down the
        street,   
        One guess who do I meet  
        It's the one person I don't
        want to see  
        'Cause with you I'm always
        in trouble   
        But she's seen me now,  
        I can't get away,  
        She's my body double
      
       Verse 2  
        A body like the girl in
        your dreams  
        Is what she possesses,   
        And my heart skips more
        than one beat  
        When she undresses  
        She is such a fox, she blows
        my fuse  
        My body double - Oh!
      
       Verse 3  
        And as we get down to the
        - Uh  
        I want you to know that  
        When we get together  
        Girl, you're in for a show  
        And when I take you all
        the way  
        To your heart's desires  
        Ooo ow ow ohhh you're in
        trouble   | 
    
	 
         
         
         
       Guitar Solo
      
      Verse 4   
        Now the girl in my dreams,
        is a reality  
        I love her so much, she's
        all I can see  
        I want you so bad, won't
        you come home to me  
        I need all of your love,
        give it all to me
      
       Verse 5  
        Ohh, I'm in trouble, Oh
        my girl  
        She's my body double Yeah
        –my body double  
        She knocks my eyes out –
        I said - right out  
        Of their sockets, My body
        double  
        
        
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    GIMME
      THE GOODS  
      copyright 1993  
      Lyrics by: Stevie G.
      Verse 1  
        Ridin' down the street tonight  
        Street sisters left and
        right  
        I came to see what I could
        get  
        Bet it ain't no cigarette  
        You're on the street livin'
        fast  
        Makin' a livin' shakin'
        ass  
        I know it's wrong,   
        But tonight it's right  
        Gonna break your ass   
        'til the morning light
      
       Chorus (2x's)  
        Give me the goods   
        I'll give you the cash  
        Nice and slow baby  
        Don't make me cum fast
      
       Verse 2  
        You're lookin' fine,   
        You're lookin' sweet  
        I bet your price isn't cheap  
        They call me Mr. Rocket,   
        But we could make it roll  
        Just move your ass baby,   
        Like the fire in your soul  
        I know it's wrong,   
        But tonight it's right  
        Gonna break your ass   
        'til the morning light   | 
    
	 
         
         
        
      Chorus (2x's)  
      Give me the goods  
      I'll give you the cash  
      Nice and slow baby   
      Don't make me cum fast
      
      Verse 3  
        You're on the street livin'
        fast  
        Makin' a livin' shakin'
        ass  
        You're lookin' fine, you're
        lookin sweet  
        I bet your price isn't cheap  
        I know it's wrong,   
        But tonight it's right  
        Gonna break your ass   
        'til the morning light
      
       Chorus (2x's)  
        Give me the goods  
        I'll give you the cash  
        Nice and slow baby   
        Don't make me cum fast
      
       Outro  
        
        
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    GET
      THAT PIECE OF SHIT OFF THE ROAD  
      copyright 1993  
      Lyrics by: Stevie G. 
      Scott St.Onges  
	 
      
      Verse 1  
      Get that piece of shit off
      the fuckin’road  
      You know that you drive
      too damn slow  
      You pull out in my face,
      I look at you ass  
      You don't know your place  
      And you sure can't use the
      gas  
      You can't get goin', you're
      always slowin'  
      I hope you crash and burn,
      never to return
      
      Chorus 1  
        When you make your move   
        You'd better make it fast  
        Because the next time you
        use the clutch  
        Might be the last
      
       Verse 2  
        When you're at the light,
        you're color blind as hell  
        And at the sign, neither
        can you spell  
        Your car looks like it's
        out of a rock pit  
        Your face looks like it's
        one big zit  
        I'm sure you have been snake
        bit  
        Get off the road, with that
        fuckin’ piece of shit
      
       Chorus 2  
        I don't from where you came  
        The people there must be
        insane  
        You'd better get outta my
        way  
        Listen to what I say!
      
       Verse 3  
        You don't give a damn 'bout
        anyone else   
        In-con-sid-er-ate, as hell  
        You take what you want,
        and that's what you get  
        You've got it  all,
        that's a good bet  
        Keep what you take and let's
        not fret  
        It's all just bullshit,
        that makes my ass red  
           | 
    
	 
         
         
        
      Verse 4  
      Your car pollutes the air,
      we know you don't care  
      Your body odor stinks, we'll
      all become extinct  
      I can't seem to get away  
      Everywhere I turn – dismay  
      And if you're not ahead,
      you're probably on my butt  
      I'd like to see you dead
      by a dog doin' his stuff  
      So let's move that piece
      of crap  
      Before I plant it in your
      lap
      
      Verse 5  
        Drivin' down the interstate
        at 100 miles an hour  
        Passin' people like they're
        stand in' still  
        Even in a rain shower  
        You just don't give a damn,
        if you cause a wreck  
        There is total disregard,
        but oh, what the heck!  
        If you kill someone else,
        itt ain't your ass you see  
        It's only my wits scared
        out of my tree
      
       Chorus 5  
        I'll make a speed bump  
        Outta that thing you drive  
        So you'd better turn off  
        While you're still alive  
        
        
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	WALK
      AWAY  
      copyright 1992  
      Lyrics by: J-Bone
      
      Verse 1  
        It's hard for me to say  
        I don't - want to cry  
        It's better this way  
        I don't - want to lie  
        Can't look your way  
        There - comes a tear  
        Can't imagine being away  
        I'm not - thinking clear
      
       Chorus  
        Just can't go on this way  
        Walk away  
        You never wanted to say  
        Walk away
      
       Verse 2  
        Remember just you and me  
        That - was our way  
        It wasn't me  
        That said - walk away
      
       Chorus  
        Just can't go on this way  
        Walk away  
        You never wanted to say  
        Walk away  
           | 
    
	 
         
         
        
      Verse 3  
      I'll remember your name  
      When the - cool wind blows  
      Just remain the same  
      God's the only one who knows
      
      Chorus  
        Just can't go on this way  
        Walk away  
        You never wanted to say  
        Walk away
      
       Guitar Solo
      
       Verse 4  
        Soon your heart will heal  
        Time will - let you know  
        You're pain won't reveal  
        I just - can't say no
      
       Chorus (repeat 2x’s)  
        Just can't go on this way  
        Walk away  
        You never wanted to say  
        Walk away  
        
        
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	WAR  
      copyright 1997 
      Lyrics by: Scott St. Onge
      
      Verse 1  
        They've got the guns, we've
        got the tanks  
        A dispute is at hand  
        The bombs drop, your city
        burns  
        Concrete turned to sand  
        A thousand lives in a single
        flush  
        So tell me where does it
        end  
        There's no point, so someone
        tell me why  
        Who gives the command --
        to die
      
       Bridge  
        As the tension mounts   
        And the battle nears  
        Things destroyed in minutes,   
        That took years to build
      
       Chorus  
        WAR!  Death for millions   
        Ending all your fears  
        WAR!  The end of mankind,   
        Madness preservers
      
       Verse 2  
        The enemies stock the battlefields   
        With all the latest things  
        Battle zone, hearing lost   
        By armor piercing rings  
        No where to hide as a laser
        sights,   
        A round's let loose  
        Now your life is ending,   
        Who makes the excuse --
        to die  
           | 
    
	 
         
         
       Bridge  
      In the heat of the fight,   
      Not sure what to do  
      Time's blurred in your mind,   
      Gut feelings coming through
      
      Chorus  
        WAR!  Death for millions   
        Ending all your fears  
        WAR!  The end of mankind,   
        Madness preservers
      
       Verse 3  
        Enemy planes in your airspace,   
        Why do they have to fly
        so low  
        The seeds of death they
        carry,   
        The seeds of death they
        sow  
        The time is near   
        Amidst the smoke and flame  
        The world's in ruins, that's
        a shame  
        
        
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	TURNING
      TO BLACK  
      copyright 1998  
      Lyrics: J. Witt  
                
      Stevie G.
      
      Verse 1  
        They shed their wings   
        Before they learned to fly  
        They told the truth   
        Before they learned to fly  
        They took the bite   
        Before they learned to eat  
        They took the knife   
        Before they learned defeat  
        A power struggle   
        In their breed, all for
        shame  
        They wear the mask,   
        The mask of life’s game  
        Burned by fate   
        Before the grand prise came  
        Blood stained hands,   
        Killer of the king
      
       Chorus  
        Turning to black,   
        No light on the morn  
        Turning to black,   
        For darkness was born
      
       Verse 2  
        They learned to laugh   
        Before they learned to cry  
        Commit no crimes   
        But still need alibis  
        Bite off the hands   
        That feed the status quo  
        Shoot down the truth,   
        In religion they’re bred
        to know  
        A bloody fight,   
        A deadly way to win  
        Slaughter of innocence,   
        Herrod’s mortal sin  
        A shooting star   
        Before the darkness came  
        Challenging fate…  
           | 
    
	 
         
         
       
       
      
      Chorus  
        Turning to black,   
        No light on the morn  
        Turning to black,   
        For darkness was born
      
       Verse 3  
        They closed their eyes   
        Before they learned t see  
        Prisoners before they were
        ever free  
        The hands of time,   
        Tick, tick, impending doom  
        The rising tides curse   
        Both me and you  
        And in the end   
        All hope turns to black  
        No light in front,   
        No light in back  
        No heaven above,   
        No hell below  
        Nothing but purgatory as
        you go
      
       Chorus  
        Turning to black,   
        No light on the morn  
        Turning to black,   
        For darkness was born  
        
        
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	SUICIDE
      39  
      copyright 1997  
      Lyrics by: Jack Witt
      
      Verse 1  
        Please, please set me free  
        Release my being, why don’t
        you  
        Why, why the questions die  
        The smell of death surrounds
        you
      
       Bridge  
        Live...for..judgement day  
        Thirty-nine suicides for
        Heaven’s Gate
      
       Verse 2  
        Wait, wait don’t hesitate  
        Just leave behind your vicitims  
        Ina spider’s web, caught;  
        Again, techno violation
      
       Chorus  
        Where have they gone?  
        Where do they roam?  
        They followed hope, followed
        lies  
        Left this world for the
        skies  
        Now their souls are gone  
        A demi-god had his fun
      
       Verse 3  
        See, see disillusioned you’ll
        be  
        I’ll take your brain right
        from you  
        Your thoughts are mine  
        We’ll leave through time  
        Apocalyptic duty  
           | 
    
	 
         
         
       
       Bridge  
      Live...for..judgement day  
      Thirty-nine suicides for
      Heaven’s Gate
      
      Guitar Solo
      
       Drum Solo
      
       Verse 4  
        Wait, wait don’t hesitate  
        Just leave behid your victims  
        Ina spider’s web, caught;  
        Again, techno-vision
      
       Chorus  
        Where have they gone?  
        Where do they roam?  
        They followed hope, followed
        lies  
        Left this world for the
        skies  
        Now their souls are gone  
        A demi-god had his fun
      
       Bridge  
        Live...for..judgement day  
        Thirty-nine suicides for
        Heaven’s Gate  
        
        
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	NEVER
      FORFEIT  
      copyright 1997  
      Lyrics by: Jack Witt
      
      Verse 1  
        Why do the children sleep  
        With their backs to the
        wall?  
        Why does their innocence
        bleed  
        To let passion take it all?
      
       Chorus  
        Was it the same in my life?  
        Was it the same in yours?  
        The devil takes his own
        bite  
        To ensure we sleep in peace
        no more
      
       Verse 2  
        Why do the children cry  
        Hypocritical lullabies?  
        Why do they take their lives  
        To birth another sacrifice?
      
       Chorus  
        Was it the same in my life?  
        Was it the same in yours?  
        The devil takes his own
        bite  
        To ensure we sleep in peace
        no more  
           | 
    
	 
         
         
       Interlude  
      I will not forfeit it  
      I will not accept this  
      I will not forfeit this  
      I will not bow down
      
      Verse 3  
        Why do the children lie?  
        For selfish greedy spite?  
        Why do they steal the heart?  
        To break it into pieces  
        Right from the start?
      
       Chorus  
        Was it the same in my life?  
        Was it the same in yours?  
        The devil takes his own
        bite  
        To ensure we sleep in peace
        no more
      
       Outro  
        I will not forfeit  
        I will not forget  
        (repeat and fade)  
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	IYOUME  
      copyright 1997  
      Lyrics by: Jack Witt  
          
      Stevie G.
      
      Verse 1  
        So justice is served  
        When you make no friends,  
        Have no reserves  
        Mind games you play  
        A black heart beats an illusion
        game  
        What I have, you don’t need  
        What you have I don’t want  
        Six years to read my mind  
        Don’t judge a book  
        By the cover that binds
      
       Chorus  
        You can’t take me down   
        To the ground  
        Fight fire with fire  
        I got burning desire  
        Snuff out the greed with
        humanity  
        The silver spoon is lost
        with reality  
        ..I-you-me
      
       Verse 2  
        Take one thousand steps
        back  
        But you’ve never been on
        track  
        A winner you will never
        be  
        Honesty clouded by   
        A big smoke screen  
        I’ve got something you don’t
        have  
        Strange things like this
        make us mad  
        Equivocal as you wanna be  
        It’ll never wrap it’s web
        around me  
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        Chorus  
      You can’t take me down   
      To the ground  
      Fight fire with fire  
      I got burning desire  
      Snuff out the greed with
      humanity  
      The silver spoon is lost
      with reality  
      ..I-you-me
      
      Guitar Solo
      
       Verse 3  
        Bask in sadness, dwell in
        fear  
        Make no efforts to clear
        the air  
        Silence is a purgatory  
        When words are hushed   
        For power’s glory  
        Make no efforts, gain no
        trust  
        The silver lining turns
        to dust  
        When it’s all been said
        and done  
        It’s all been said and dumb.  
        
        
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	OUT
      OF MY MIND  
      copyright 1997  
      Lyrics: J. Witt
      
      Verse 1  
        Watch a shadow gather rain  
        Feel your mind become insane  
        Don’t bear witness to the
        thought  
        Your mind will bleed of
        what it thought
      
       Down the river, as place
        I know  
        To ease your mind and just
        let go  
        It’s all pure thought, just
        black ‘n’ white  
        So eat my mind: A thought,
        delight!
      
       Chorus (2x’s)  
        Out of my head, it must
        be  
        Out of my mind  
        Out of my brain, it must
        be  
        Out of my mind  
           | 
    
	 
         
         
        
      Verse 2  
      Fallen leaves can make me
      think  
      Out of nothingness I’m on
      the brink  
      Free my mind, decisions
      none  
      Logic will block out the
      sun
      
      Take a rose and pluck it
        bare  
        Society does not seem to
        care  
        Darkness is eternal night  
        To suck my knowledge out
        of sight
      
       Chorus (2x’s)  
        Out of my head, it must
        be  
        Out of my mind  
        Out of my brain, it must
        be  
        Out of my mind  
        
        
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	FUEL  
      copyright 1995  
      Lyrics: S. St. Onges
      
      Verse 1  
        Dead on your feet,   
        Suicide is sweet  
        Your maker you'll meet,   
        As time marches on  
        Guillotine at dawn,   
        For the crimes you commit  
        On your death bed you sit,   
        Now you wait your turn  
        What's left of you,   
        We'll burn; yes we'll burn
      
       Chorus  
        You're fuel, fuel for our
        fire  
        You make our flames go higher
      
       Bridge 1  
        You took, at every opportunity   
        For your gain, any means  
        And now with verdict guilty  
        Electric spark is what you
        need, you need  
        (Because death is such)
        a rush
      
       Verse 2  
        When we throw the switch,   
        We'll watch your body twitch   
        And  (laugh) ha, ha,
        ha  
        We'll laugh as you burn,   
        The flames make our wheels
        turn  
        Faster and faster,   
        At the command of our master  
        We'll put you in the ground,   
        And the last sound you'll
        hear  
        Will be gravel in your ear;   
        In your demise, we're sincere  
           | 
    
	 
         
         
        
      Chorus  
      You're fuel, fuel for our
      fire  
      You make our flames go higher
      
      Bridge 2  
        They strap you down, plug
        you in  
        And as lifeblood cooks in
        you veins  
        Body scorched and mind insane  
        Now the acrid smell fills
        the air  
        Your victims fate wasn't
        fair
      
       Lead Bridge  
        It's your turn to pay  
        And  pay you will
      
       Verse 3  
        Dead in your seat, doctors
        job complete  
        You have the look of charred
        meat  
        And as they bring the stretcher
        in  
        We know you'll never sin
        again  
        Life to you was a game  
        Now death has become your
        name  
        You and death one in the
        same
      
       Chorus  
        You're fuel, fuel for our
        fire  
        You make our flames go higher
      
       Bridge 1  
        You took, at every opportunity   
        For your gain, any means  
        And now with verdict guilty  
        Electric spark is what you
        need, you need  
        (Because death is such)
        a rush  
        
        
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	ILLUSIONS  
      Copyright 1996 
      Lyrics by: S. St. Onge
      
      Verse 1  
        Friends for a time,   
        Laughed and cried  
        At the beach gettin' high;   
        We joked, we sighed  
        Now these times are gone   
        And what to do  
        When I look into the mirror,   
        I don't see me, I see you
      
       Bridge  
        These years are gone,   
        We'll never be the same
      
       Chorus 1  
        With your eyes open, you
        can see  
        That things aren't   
        The way they used to be  
        If you keep your mind closed,   
        You'll never come back around  
        Lost deep in despair,   
        I'm lookin' up, but I'm
        goin' down
      
       Verse 2  
        Friday night parties,   
        Sunday at the track  
        Simpler days will never
        come back  
        Nothing but Monday and Friday  
        Payday's just another day
        to be broke  
        The alarm clock wakes me
        with a smile,   
        Because life's a joke  
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      Chorus 2  
      With your eyes open, you
      can see  
      That things aren't the way
      they used to be  
      If you keep your mind closed,   
      You'll never come back around  
      Our lives in ruin, shattered
      on the ground
      
      Guitar Solo
      
       Chorus 3  
        All the things we did,   
        Now they're just memories  
        We're not kids anymore,   
        Why can't you see  
        That all the things you
        do   
        Are just lost in time  
        I just can't break through   
        The barriers in my mind
      
       Verse 3  
        Illusions of better times,   
        At the beach gettin' high  
        Visions of my friends, my
        life,   
        Lost in my mind  
        When I look deep at myself
        all I see  
        Illusions of losers that
        we used to be  
        
        
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	ANTHEM  
      copyright 2001  
      Lyrics by: H. Alex
      
      Bradley came from the L.B.C.   
        Lived like a razor on the
        edge of the scene  
        When he was twelve, he had
        this dream  
        To be this bad ass rock
        star, music machine  
        Now he’s older and his time
        has come  
        He’s mis-educated and his
        thoughts are numb
      
       To this world of conflict
        and demise  
        He won’t let his guard down  
        No he won’t step aside  
        Better watch your back  
        ‘Cause time is on his side
      
       Just one chance is all I
        need  
        I could kick this sick world’s
        ass  
        If I could just get on my
        feet  
        Sometime I think it’s all
        going down  
        It’s a tale of being turned
        inside out
      
       You know it’s something,
        he knows  
        It’s something he really
        needs  
        So, just think about it,
        you know  
        It’s why he denies his shame  
        And when he thinks about
        it,  
        It brings him back to where
        he used to be
      
       To this world of conflict
        and demise  
        He won’t let his guard down  
        No he won’t step aside  
        Better watch your back  
        ‘Cause time is on his side  
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        Just one chance is all I
        need  
        I could kick this sick world’s
        ass  
        If I could just get on my
        feet  
        Sometime I think it’s all
        going down  
        It’s a tale of being turned
        inside out   
      Bradley came from the L.B.C.  
        Had these big plans of who
        he could be  
        Understanding the way things
        should be  
        Thinking about you, thinking
        about me  
        Now he’s older and his time
        has come  
        He’s mis-educated and his
        thoughts are numb
      
       To this world of conflict
        and demise  
        He won’t let his guard down  
        No he won’t step aside  
        Better watch your back  
        ‘Cause time is on his side
      
       Just one chance is all I
        need  
        I could kick this sick world’s
        ass  
        If I could just get on my
        feet  
        Sometime I think it’s all
        going down  
        It’s a tale of being turned
        inside out  
        
        
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	ONE
      BAD ASS SONG  
      copyright 2001  
      Lyrics:  Heath Alex
      
      It feels like this world’s
        caving in on me.   
        Can’t do enough drugs to
        set myself free  
        Scratching and clawing,
        trying to dig my way out   
        Not a winner, not a lover,but
        I got doubts   
        In this Life you see, that’s
        kept me on my back  
        And can’t you see that there’s
        no turning back  
        Com’on bring it on it’s
        down to you and me,   
        This time it’s on in my
        reality  
        I’m sick of it you see,
        Quit messin’ with me.
      
       But this time I think I found
        a way out.   
        Not a winner, not a lover,
        but I got doubts  
        I gave you my honor, look
        what you did to me.   
        I gave you my faith look
        at where you left me standing.   
        In this Life you see, that’s
        kept me on my back  
        And can’t you see that there’s
        no turning back  
        Com’on bring it on it’s
        down to you and me.   
        This time it’s on in my
        reality  
        I’m sick of it you see,
        Quit messin’ with me.
      
       But this time you took it
        too far  
        You showed me how to live
        in your life that’s under par  
        And when they took me to
        that house last night and jumped me,  
        Thought of what happened,
        They should of just talked to me  
        About their problem that
        will never go away, now.  
           | 
    
	 
         
       
      
      It feels like this world’s
        caving in on me.   
        Can’t do enough drugs to
        set myself free  
        Scratching and clawing,
        trying to dig my way out.   
        Not a winner, not a lover,
        but I got doubts. I  
        In this Life you see, that’s
        kept me on my back  
        And can’t you see that there’s
        no turning back  
        Com’on bring it on it’s
        down to you and me.   
        This time it’s on in my
        reality  
        I’m sick of it you see,
        Quit messin’ with me.
      
       But this time you took it
        too far  
        You showed me how to live
        in your life that’s under par  
        And when they took me to
        that house last night and jumped me,  
        Thought of what happened,
        They should of just talked to me  
        But there’s no turning back  
        Once you’ve gone straightedge  
        There’s no turning back   
        Once you’ve heard this bad
        ass song.  
        
        
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	Fun
      In Violence  
      copyright 2001  
      Lyrics by: H. Alex
      
      Its what makes a show. Its
        how hard you hit  
        Here’s how it goes, straight
        outta the pit  
        Its what makes a show. Its
        how hard you hit  
        Here’s how it goes, straight
        outta the pit
      
       Slamming in the pit seems
        like fun in violence   
        Because you always get hit  
        When you go down and you
        hit the ground,   
        You get up and look for
        revenge  
        It seems to change though
        the songs stay the same,   
        Recognize the faces that
        I know  
        I’m making my way through
        the crowd to the pit,   
        The pit a of a hardcore
        show  
        Sometimes I think that I’ll
        get by   
        The more that I swing my
        fists  
        I look at the people who
        just stand by,   
        They don’t know what they
        missed  
        They don’t know what they
        missed
      
       Its what makes a show. Its
        how hard you hit  
        Here’s how it goes, straight
        outta the pit  
        Its what makes a show. Its
        how hard you hit  
        Here’s how it goes, straight
        outta the pit
      
       Slamming in the pit seems
        like fun in violence,   
        It’s something I like to
        do  
        When I go down and I hit
        the ground,   
        I get up looking for you  
        Tattoos spread like wildfire   
        Across the angry youth  
        Slamming in the pit having
        fun in violence   
        Is the east-coast hardcore
        truth  
        Sometimes I think that I’ll
        get by   
        The more that I swing my
        fists  
        I look at the people who
        just stand by,   
        They don’t know what they
        missed  
        They don’t know what they
        missed  
           | 
    
	 
         
       
      
      Its what makes a show. Its
        how hard you hit  
        Here’s how it goes, straight
        outta the pit  
        Its what makes a show. Its
        how hard you hit  
        Here’s how it goes, straight
        outta the pit
      
       Its fun in violence, straight
        outta the pit  
        Its fun in violence, straight
        outta the pit  
        Its fun in violence, straight
        outta the pit
      
       Slamming in the pit seems
        like fun in violence,   
        It’s been a thing since
        age 13  
        To make crowd get mad and
        loud,   
        If you know what I mean  
        So slam real hard and show
        me what you got,   
        You can run but you can’t
        hide  
        Let’s go down to the all-ages
        show   
        And represent east-coast
        pride  
        Sometimes I think that I’ll
        get by   
        The more that I swing my
        fists  
        I look at the people who
        just stand by,   
        Tthey don’t know what they
        missed  
        They don’t know what they
        missed
      
       Its what makes a show. Its
        how hard you hit  
        Here’s how it goes, straight
        outta the pit  
        Its what makes a show. Its
        how hard you hit  
        Here’s how it goes, straight
        outta the pit  
        
        
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	RYPS  
      copyright 2000  
      Lyrics:  Heath Alex
      
      Raping the speed of sound.   
        Tearing those barriers down  
        Looting with those thugs
        downtown  
        Smashing that fucking hierarchy
        down
      
       I guess you never thought   
        That it would come to this  
        What’s in your blood has
        taken charge   
        So just do a ryp  
        Just suck it up and take
        control.   
        We’re goin’ down  
        If we keep smokin’ like
        this,   
        Probation’s on its way
      
       Calling upon our own, to
        get rypped   
        And come down to the show  
        Showing you the hardcore
        way  
        Strych-Nine, take your dose
        today
      
       I guess you never thought   
        That it would come to this  
        What’s in your blood has
        taken charge   
        So just do a ryp  
        Just suck it up and take
        control.   
        We’re goin’ down  
        If we keep smokin’ like
        this,   
        Probation’s on its way  
           | 
    
	 
         
         
       
      Too many, too many times
      can’t you see  
      This world’s tried to push
      its word onto me  
      But where I come from   
      This is the way it’s played  
      I hope you live to see another
      day  
      No genocide, no tears to
      cry,   
      No pain to feel inside  
      We don’t care ‘bout what
      you felt   
      Or who you loved that died  
      And when it comes to getting
      rypped  
      It seems like you’re always
      around  
      We got rypped, like you
      got rypped  
      
      From the hand that is holding
      us down 
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	DEAD
      PRECEDENCE  
      copyright 2000  
      Lyrics:  Heath Alex,
      Stevie G.
      
      The dead presidents are running
        your life.   
        Is that what you thought
        you liked  
        They show you how to love   
        And they show you how to
        hate  
        You’re witnessing the terror   
        That money has made
      
       Government supplement the
        poor   
        With your tax repent  
        Government abandonment   
        Of your middle class
      
       The dead presidents are running
        your life.   
        Is that what you thought
        you liked  
        They show you how to love   
        And they show you how to
        hate  
        You’re witnessing the terror   
        That money has made
      
       Set up, from the beginning   
        We knew that we were going
        down  
        Down, like the martyrs who,   
        Who lost to a system that
        just wouldn’t listen
      
       The dead presidents are running
        your life.   
        Is that what you thought
        you liked  
        They show you how to love   
        And they show you how to
        hate  
        You’re witnessing the terror
        dead presidents  
        Dead presidents, dead presidents,   
        Dead presidents, dead presidents,  
           | 
    
	 
         
       
      
      Dead presidents, dead presidents,   
        Dead presidents, dead presidents,
      
       There’ll come a day   
        When life won’t be lived
        a materialistic dance  
        And us left behind will
        be those   
        Politician’s giving hands
      
       The dead presidents are running
        your life.   
        Is that what you thought
        you liked  
        They show you how to love   
        And they show you how to
        hate  
        You’re witnessing the terror   
        That money has made
      
       Government supplement the
        poor   
        With your tax repent  
        Government abandonment   
        Of your middle class
      
       The dead presidents are running
        your life.   
        Is that what you thought
        you liked  
        They show you how to love   
        And they show you how to
        hate  
        You’re witnessing the terror  
        
        
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	BAD
      WEATHER  
      copyright 200  
      Lyrics:  Heath Alex
      
      Ten thousand times,   
        We’ve played on fear  
        The stage is set,   
        The show is near  
        This time it’s on,   
        We’re gonna bring it back
        to you  
        This is the place, the time
        is now,   
        And the feeling is so true
      
       Ten thousand times,   
        We’ve shown what we can
        do  
        We break it down with grooves   
        That the soul can move to  
        This time it’s on,   
        We’re gonna bring it back
        to you  
        This is the place, the time
        is now,   
        And this music is so goddamn
        true  
           | 
    
	 
         
       
      
      Ten thousand times,   
        Its come to me and you  
        Push turns to shove   
        And you’ve got no one to
        run to  
        It’s like having your own
        flag   
        And making yourself a name  
        And when it comes down to
        it,   
        It’s just another  
        Self taught game
      
       Now the time has come,   
        There’s no returning from
        where we’ve gone  
        Innocent victims of musical
        crimes  
        That we’ve committed ten
        thousand times.  
        
        
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	JOHNNY
      TRENDKILL  
      copyright 2001  
      Lyrics: Heath Alex
      
      Don’t tell him what to do,   
        He knows what it’s all about  
        Drinks and has tattoos,   
        But he’s got no doubts  
        ‘bout what he wants to do   
        With the rest of his life  
        Skate and play guitar,   
        They call him “punk guy”
      
       And they said he’d make the
        change  
        They said he’d do it,   
        But his life stayed the
        same  
        And you know when the time
        came  
        They tried to make him,   
        But his life stayed the
        same
      
       Smoked cigarettes   
        And he walked 8th street  
        His parents didn’t like   
        The people that he’d meet  
        Then one day   
        He became a star  
        He joined this band   
        And they’d pack all the
        bars
      
       And they said he’d make the
        change  
        They said he’d do it,   
        But his life stayed the
        same  
        And you know when the time
        came  
        They tried to make him,   
        But his life stayed the
        same  
        Right,  
           | 
    
	 
         
       
      
      Sometimes it feels so right
        to be wrong  
        Sometimes it feels so right
        to be wrong
      
       Punk guy says   
        That he don’t care   
        ‘bout those people that
        he meets   
        Or the clothes they wear  
        And punk guy says   
        That he won’t try  
        To listen to the world   
        And its reasons why
      
       And they said he’d make the
        change  
        They said he’d do it,   
        But his life stayed the
        same  
        And you know when the time
        came  
        They tried to make him,   
        But his life stayed the
        same  
        His life stayed the same  
        His life stayed the same
      
       Sometimes it feels so right
        to be wrong  
        Sometimes it feels so right
        to be wrong  
        Sometimes it feels so right
        to be wrong  
        Sometimes it feels so right
        to be wrong  
        
        
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	RUDE
      ENTRY  
      Copyright 2000  
      Lyrics:  Heath Alex
      
      Now here’s a little song   
        That must be heard  
        It’s got a bit of rhyme   
        And some reason in its words  
        Trying to make its place
        in history   
        By outdoing all the others   
        With some class and speed  
        It started one day in this
        little room   
        Just us five bro’s and a
        hardcore tune  
        Making our place in history  
        With the rhyme, and the
        reason   
        And a thing called speed,
        right?
      
       It’s this life we’re living.   
        We’re coming face to face  
        And we’re not stopping,   
        And this is what we say
      
       Never imitating, never giving
        in,   
        Even if we loose  
        It’s our job to keep hardcore
        at the top  
        Never understanding, why
        we don’t turn our chin,   
        And we shout it out  
        It’s our job to keep hardcore
        at the top
      
       We’re coming out fast   
        And we’re coming out strong   
        We ain’t trying to make   
        Just another love song  
        We make up these riffs,   
        Then we play them out live  
        And if you don’t like the
        pit,   
        Then you better run and
        hide  
        Cause it’s not about the
        money,   
        It’s all about the show  
        So fuck all the posers   
        And fuck the radio  
        Making our place in history,   
        By making real music,   
        The way it should be, right? 
		   | 
    
	 
         
       
      
      It’s this life we’re living,   
        We’re coming face to face  
        And we’re not stopping,   
        And this is what we say
      
       Never imitating, never giving
        in,   
        Even if we loose  
        It’s our job to keep hardcore
        at the top  
        Never understanding, why
        we don’t turn our chin,   
        And we shout it out  
        It’s our job to keep hardcore
        at the top
      
       It’s a war, let’s start it
        again  
        It’s a war we face everyday,   
        Tthe words I hear that you
        don’t say
      
       Can’t you see it’s all a
        game
      
       Never imitating, never giving
        in,   
        Even if we loose  
        It’s our job to keep hardcore
        at the top  
        Never understanding, why
        we don’t turn our chin,   
        And we shout it out  
        It’s our job to keep hardcore
        at the top
      
       Never imitating, never giving
        in,   
        Even if we loose  
        It’s our job to keep hardcore
        at the top  
        Never understanding,  
        Who should and who should
        not  
        Just remember these words  
        It’s our job to keep hardcore
        at the top
      
       Never intimidated and never
        giving in,   
        Even if we loose  
        It’s our job to keep hardcore
        at the top  
        
        
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	BETTER THAN THAT 
	Lyrics:  Heath Alex 
	Did you hear, read all 
	about it 
	Life could be a scam and don’t you doubt it 
	But you’re thinkin’ about the things that you did 
	The times that you had, the life you never lived 
	So just tag me with a number and send me on my way 
	Left to my good enemy, and don’t you know 
	We were almost there when it was time to go  
	But hey, think about 
	it 
	We’re going tonight, we won’t leave without a fight 
	I said, hey, think about it 
	We’re going tonight, we won’t leave without a fight 
	I said, hey, think about it 
	We’re going tonight, we won’t leave without a fight 
	I said, hey, think about it 
	We’re going tonight, we won’t leave without a fight 
	I said  
	Did you hear, read all 
	about it 
	Life could be a scam and don’t you doubt it 
	But you’re thinkin’ about the things that you did 
	The times that you had, the life you never lived 
	So just tag me with a number and send me on my way 
	Left to my god enemy, and don’t you know 
	We were almost there when it was time to go   | 
    
	   
	 
	It’s up to you now, here’s what to say 
	“It’s time for me to move on, so I can live my life free” 
	It’s up to you now, here’s what to say 
	“It’s time for me to move on, so I can face my good enemy”  
	It’s up to you now, here’s what to say 
	“It’s time for me to move on, so I can live my life free” 
	It’s up to you now, here’s what to say 
	“It’s time for me to move on, so I can face my good enemy”  
	Something’s gone wrong with me 
	I guess I gotta face my good enemy 
	Something’s not right with me 
	I think it’s time for me to face my good enemy 
	Something’s gone wrong with me 
	I guess I gotta face my good enemy 
	Something’s not right with me 
	I think it’s time for me to face my good enemy 
	Something’s gone wrong with me 
	I guess I gotta face my good enemy 
	Something’s not right with me 
	I think it’s time for me to face my good enemy 
	
        
        
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	NO
      RADIO  
      copyright 2000  
      Lyrics:  Heath Alex
      
      Sit down and listen   
        Let me tell you about my
        plan  
        It’s this idea I have to
        be   
        The best I can  
        I don’t need no army   
        To help me break all those
        rules  
        I just need some rules to
        break   
        And a crowd to show it too  
        But enough of the talk   
        We’re not going down  
        It’s been a long strange
        trip,   
        After all the shit we’re
        still around  
        Trying all we can just to
        set it free  
        Keep telling myself that   
        I’m not burned out of the
        scene
      
       Don’t force it on me, no,
        don’t gimme your radio  
        Don’t force it on me, no,
        don’t gimme your radio  
        Don’t force it on me, no,
        don’t gimme your radio  
        Don’t force it on me, no,
        don’t gimme your radio
      
       I ain’t here to cause a revolution   
        And I ain’t here to be someone
        that I’m not  
        I ain’t here to make you
        have more enemies  
        A loss of power that is
        in my sight  
        But enough of the talk   
        We’re not going down  
        It’s been a long strange
        trip,   
        After all the shit we’re
        still around  
        Trying all we can just to
        set it free  
        Keep telling myself that   
        I’m not burned out of the
        scene
      
       Don’t force it on me, no,
        don’t gimme your radio  
        Don’t force it on me, no,
        don’t gimme your radio  
        Don’t force it on me, no,
        don’t gimme your radio  
        Don’t force it on me, no,
        don’t gimme your radio  
        Don’t force it on me  
           | 
    
	 
         
       
      
      Don’t force it  
        Don’t force it on me  
        Don’t force it, no  
        Don’t force it  
        Don’t force it on me, no  
        Don’t force it on me, don’t
        gimme your radio  
        Don’t force it on me, don’t
        gimme your radio  
        Don’t force it on me, no,
        don’t gimme your radio  
        Don’t force it on me, no,
        don’t gimme your…
      
       I don’t need no radio to
        tell me who I am  
        I don’t need no T.V. to
        let me hear my band   
        Just remember one thing,   
        That I’m not good enough
        for you  
        Why you trying to steal,   
        What I’ve shown you how
        to do  
        But enough of the talk   
        We’re not going down  
        It’s been a long strange
        trip,   
        After all the shit we’re
        still around  
        Trying all we can just to
        set it free  
        Keep telling myself that   
        I’m not burned out of the
        scene
      
       Don’t force it on me, no,
        don’t gimme your radio  
        Don’t force it on me, no,
        don’t gimme your radio  
        Don’t force it on me, no,
        don’t gimme your radio  
        Don’t force it on me, no,
        don’t gimme your radio  
        Don’t force it on me  
        
        
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	FASTEST
      SPOKEN LINES AND THE YEARS OF ROTTEN YOUTH  
      copyright 2001  
      Lyrics:  Heath Alex
      
      It’s the fastest spoken lines
        that let me read into your mind  
        It’s cool to be so blind,
        ‘cause it resolves you  
        If you’re promised royal
        truth through all those years of rotten youth  
        Then all those voices that
        speak, they will have spoken
      
       And now it’s time for me
        to go, to get out on my own  
        To grow, to show, to let
        the feelings flow and never be alone  
        This may be a perfect white
        lie and yet I try to forget  
        Why the people scream and
        the money machine just won’t let me ahead
      
       It’s the fastest spoken lines
        that let me read into your mind  
        It’s cool to be so blind,
        ‘cause it resolves you  
        If you’re promised royal
        truth through all those years of rotten youth  
        Then all those voices that
        speak, they will have spoken
      
       But as I leave this place,
        it’s really not that bad  
        Through all these years
        I’m still here, now I’m never going back  
        And I won’t be held by demand
        and I won’t be afraid  
        To stick my middle finger
        up and say what I gotta say
      
       It’s the fastest spoken lines
        that let me read into your mind  
        It’s cool to be so blind,
        ‘cause it resolves you  
        If you’re promised royal
        truth through all those years of rotten youth  
        Then all those voices that
        speak, they will have spoken  
        
        
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				Fifth Of Strych-Nine
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	SOUTHBOUND 
        Copyright 2010 
         
	 Lyrics by: Stevie G. 
       Intro 
       Chorus (2x’s) 
        South-bound 
        South-bound 
        We’re headed Southbound 
       Verse I 
        Look at man’s attitude 
        Pity, shame Ingratitude 
        Self centered self serving 
        Never knowing what he’ll do 
        He’s rude won’t quit 
        Won’t stop ‘till he’s at the top 
        It’s my way or the highway 
        Goin’ down southbound 
       Chorus (2x’s) 
        South-bound 
        South-bound 
        We’re headed Southbound 
       
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        Verse II 
        Life’s a race need to slow 
        Can’t keep pace got to go 
        No time to look around 
        Only time to go southbound 
        Headed on a bad course 
        No pity or remorse 
        Down a path that never bends 
        Going down, Southbound 
       Guitar solo 
       Chorus (2x’s) 
        South-bound 
        South-bound 
        We’re headed Southbound 
       Outro Prelude 
       Outro (Lyrics) 
        We’re headed 
        We’re goin’ 
        We’re headin’ 
        Goin’ southbound 
        Goin’ Southbound 
        
        
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	Fuct 
        Copyright 2009 
        Lyrics by: J-Bone 
       Verse 
        I 
        Driving to work again 
        For the man 
        Suicidal thoughts  
        Running through my head 
        The people are slime 
        Just looking for an extra dime 
        Every single day 
        Wasting our lives away 
        It’s not worth the try 
        In the end we all must die 
        Taking too many pills 
        To numb my mind  | 
      
       
         Verse II 
        Killing myself 
        One day at a time 
        Our government lies  
        So innocent people die 
        If I had my way 
        Those scumbags would surely pay 
       Outro 
        Federalized 
        Under 
        Control 
        Tyranny 
        
        
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      Fast Train To Nowhere 
        Copyright 2010 
        Lyrics: Stevie G., J-Bone  
        Verse I 
        Lookin’ for those dreams 
        Can’t find ‘em it seems 
        Just want to be free 
        From sea to see  
        Chorus (4x’s) 
        On the train 
        Goin’ down the track 
        No turnin’ around 
        No goin’ back  
        Verse II 
        Goin’ fast down-  track 
        No turnin’ ‘round, no goin’ back 
        Getting away from despair 
        Takin’ this train to nowhere 
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        Chorus (4x’s) 
        On the train 
        Goin’ down the track 
        No turnin’ around 
        No goin’ back  
         
          Guitar Solo 
         
        Chorus (4x’s) 
        On the train 
        Goin’ down the track 
        No turnin’ around 
        No goin’ back  
         
        Fast Interlude 
         
        Chorus-low (4x's) 
         On the 
        train 
        Goin’ down the track 
        No turnin’ around 
        No goin’ back  
         
        Outro 
        
        
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      La Maison Dieu    
        (The Fallen House of God) 
        Copyright 2010 
        Lyrics by:  J-Bone 
         
          Guitar Chorus  
        Verse I 
        Evil speeds across the land 
        All man’s leaders had a plan 
        Ashes to ashes, dust to dust 
        War came with every lust 
        Anger turns to spite 
        Only one way is right 
        You must obey your lord 
        Those who don’t die by the sword 
       
		 Guitar Chorus 
        Verse II 
        Hunger spreads from land to land 
        No food for the empty hand 
        The stomach succumbs to pain 
        The plaques everlasting stain 
        Disease takes its stand 
        A Pale Rider disguised as man 
        Extinction consumes us all 
        Ununited, we all fall  | 
      
        
        Interlude  
        Guitar Chorus  
        Guitar Solo  
        Verse III 
        Yes, this is the House 
        of the Fallen God 
        The bible’s own apocalypse 
        Goes on and on and on 
        When you see the horsemen come 
        You know your time on earth is done 
        So take your last breath 
        La Maison Dieu is your death 
         
        Outro 
        
        
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	Take This Road 
        Copyright 2009 
        Lyrics 
        by: Stevie G. 
                       
        J-Bone 
       Verse 
        I 
        As I look inside myself 
        I seem to stare at someone else 
        The road I’m on never seems to end 
        Always straight ne’er a bend 
        All is dark just a prick of light 
        To see the way through the night 
        In the end someone else is gone 
        Back on the path to lie upon 
       Chorus   
        Take this road to nowhere 
        In a place that I don’t share 
        And in this place  that I don’t share 
        You can find what’s not there 
       Verse II 
        This road goes to another place 
        It’s not here there is no trace 
        Being there above it all 
        All alone I can fall 
        All is dark just a prick of light 
        To see the way through the night 
        In the end someone else is gone 
        Back on the path to lie upon  | 
      
       
          
        Chorus   
        Take this road to nowhere 
        In a place that I don’t share 
        And in this place  that I don’t share 
        You can find what’s not there 
       Verse III 
        Take this road, cross no path 
        Take this road, to nowhere 
        Take this road, into the light 
        Take this road, all through the night 
       Outro Chorus (2x’s) 
        Take this road 
        To nowhere 
        In a place 
        That I don’t share 
        And in this place  
        I don’t share 
        You can find 
        What’s not there 
       Outro (4x’s) 
        I said what’s not there 
        What’s not there 
        I said what's 
        
        
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      Winds of Change 
        Copyright 2010 
        Lyrics: Stevie G.  
        Intro  
        Verse I 
        I see it moving in the daylight 
        I can feel it blowing at night 
        Changes are hanging in the air 
        They’re all around 
        Moving everywhere  
        Chorus (2x’s) 
        You’ve got to feel the winds of change 
        You got to go with the flow 
        Don’t put up a fight 
        Most of the time it’s alright  
        Interlude  
        Verse II 
        Some of the changes just belong 
        Some of them are so wrong 
        Some are meant to stick around 
        Others belong six feet under the ground   | 
      
        
        Chorus (2x’s) 
        You’ve got to feel the winds of change 
        You got to go with the flow 
        Don’t put up a fight 
        Most of the time it’s alright  
        Interlude  
        Guitar Solo  
        Chorus (2x’s) 
        You’ve got to feel the winds of change 
        You got to go with the flow 
        Don’t put up a fight 
        Most of the time it’s alright  
        Outro (repeat and fade) 
        You’ve got to go with the flow 
        You’ve got to never ever fight 
        
        
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	Tantric Obsession 
        Lyrics: Stevie G. 
        Copyright 2010 
        Verse I 
        Down in the middle of the night 
        You came around, to show me the light 
        I said ok, it’ll be alright 
        Together we can reach a new height 
       
		 You were empty and had lost the stride 
        I could help fill you up inside 
        You were married, so was I 
        We had something in common 
        With nothing to hide 
       
		 Interlude 
        Chorus 
          Feel us meet 
        Insertion is deep 
        Feel the heat 
        Verse II 
          Your heater was working fair 
        I said let’s fix it with new hardware 
        Feeling excited with the spark you ignited 
        We lit the candle and got started 
       
		 Back and forth, soft and wet 
        Up and down we began to sweat 
        You made it clear and made it known 
        What you needed was mista bone  | 
      
        
       Chorus 
          Feel us meet 
        Insertion is deep 
        Feel the heat 
        Solo 
        Interlude 
         
        Chorus 
        Feel us meet 
        Insertion is deep 
        Feel the heat 
        Verse III 
          And when we were done 
        In the end where all things cum 
        That when the parts are heightened 
        Both of us became enlightened 
         
        Outro 
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      Yes, I’m Broke 
        Lyrics: Stevie G. J-Bone 
        Copyright 2010  
        Verse I 
        I keep my money 
        Iin a pickle jar 
        Not to much  
        Won’t go to far 
        Won’t get love 
        Won’t get stuff 
        Life’s a bitch 
        And it’s tough  
        Verse II 
        I’ve got a dollar 
        Fifty-five 
        You know I 
        Can’t survive 
        Another dollar 
        I could toke 
        Then you know  
        I’m really broke   | 
      
       
          Verse III 
        I’d like to see 
        My girl tonight 
        But my jar 
        Is kinda light 
        If I could be on time 
        Maybe she 
        Would have an extra dime  
        Outro Chorus 
        Yes, I’m broke 
        Take a toke 
        It’s no Joke 
        (3x’s) 
        Yes, I’m broke 
        It’s no joke 
        Take a toke 
        
        
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