SONG LYRICS & CHORDS (N)

Been going on for fucking years now / And punks we're going to stay / What you see is how it is...

You walk this earth without a heart / You tear the innocent's souls apart / You shovel your conscience into the grave...

Are you ready for the big blast / Hiroshima flashback / The doomsday dirtbags...

Slaughtered remnants in the grave / Rotting bodies is what I crave / Serve me darkness I must consume...

They came to the temple between the living and the dead / To bring their offerings and ask their questions / And some would be received and questions would answer...

Somebody Somebody / Come to my side / I'm tired I'm crying...

1) Breadfan / 2) Baby Please Don't Go (Big Joe Williams cover) / 3) You Know I'll Always Love You...

I've been choking on the air that you've been giving me / It's all a game to you, to me it's an atrocity / As you add another loop onto my noose...

Your stinking corpse I desire / nothing can take me higher / Fucking you till your bones break...

We belong to the world we belong to the wind / We are the spirit of competition's end / Turning hours into days burning muscles feel the pain...

Dónde estás cuándo se oyen rugir los cañones? / Es quizá algo que ya es familiar. / En tu piel sientes frío,...

Déjame contarte una historia que pasó, / En un día gris el caminaba sin razón. / Se sentía triste soportando la presión...

Am I dreaming, am I alive, the final war, I did survive / One of the chosen. One of the few. A world in ruins because of who / Now you look around...

Awakened in the night I listen to your footfalls / As you break into my home, I pull myself out of bed / And move to meet you down the stairs I hear you coming...

What have you been doing with yourself these years / I really think that you have no idea / You waste your time and pass your days with no pursuits...

Well I'm pig biting mad / At the things that people say / Those communist slobs...

Hang the Pope hang the Pope hang the Pope / Hang the Pope hang the Pope hang the Pope / Hang him with a fucking rope...

Women ain't supposed to do that / Why don't you stop do that / Women ain't supposed to do that...

Another day has passed you by / And now it seems that you don't care / You've let your life slip away...

Radio, an insidious form, helps shape your thoughts making you conform / Programming music easy listening, help you achieve that moronic grip / Playing you regurgitated pap, selling products that are mostly crap...

Closed books is what some people's minds are like / Shut tight, new ideas, they just always get passed by / Prejudice, living in their thoughts and deeds...

The bio-sphere, the place we live / It seems like we don't give a damn / Other species flushed down the tubes...

I'm laying up in my room with a gun and a cigarette and a band that really rocked / And we're drinking some beer and smoking blunts and I said / Hey, I got a new car, it's a '72 Pantera, you want to go for a ride?...

I wander through the streets at night / Lost and cold, alone / Bloody visions fill my dreams...

I always thought you were my friend / But it seems that in the end / You're a backstabbing fool...

Nifty little gadget you've got running your world / Tell me when's the last time that you spoke to a girl? / Always with your head down as you walk down the street...

Walking in the supermarket / You see a lot of different brands / One costs more, the other is cheap...

You know, know Trapped inside again / Go go Nowhere to hide again / Oh no I will not lie again...

Prawling round with beady eyes / Mister undercover / Late night brawls, street lights call...

In their unity demons enlogied god / Loose craftiness and scorn / Firesnakes reel around merkurs staff...