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Rare songs

  1. Absolute Zero
  2. Another Body Murdered
  3. Das Schutzenfest
  4. The Big Kahuna
  5. Greenfields
  6. I Started A Joke
  7. I Wanna Fuck Myself
  8. Let's Lynch The Landlord
  9. Light Up And Let Go
  10. The Perfect Crime
  11. Spanish Eyes
  12. Sweet Emotion

 

ABSOLUTE ZERO

Can we begin at the end?
To save some time
Bags and our war planes are gathered
The clock is ticking you have no authority
Float like a dead man down the river
And there are no streets in this air.....
Etcetera is my worst enemy
Its wrong and I know
And I will go
To the big hand of the god damned
The middle ground is absolute zero
What can be found at absolute zero?
Can we begin at the end?
To save some time
Etcetera is my worst enemy
It's wrong and I know
And I will go
To the big hand of the god damned
The big hand of the small man
The middle ground is absolute zero
What can be found at absolute zero?
A happy end is absolute zero
Nobody wins at absolute zero......
What's that?
Nothing
What's that?
Nothing
Nothing
Nothing

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ANOTHER BODY MURDERED

(Written by Bordin, Bottum, Gould, Patton, Boo-Yaa T.R.I.B.E.)

(Patton...)

Turn me up

Now I gotta murder da' murder ta' get away
The eyes gotta peer now the fool's gotta pay
And if they pay then they pay with they life
So watch another man try to hold on to his life

Cause' I keep lookin' and huntin' just like a lion
Let the sucka' know that it's them that be dyin'
I show no remorse to the source of the tales
And if they tell then the hungry better battle

Aw I keep it comin' and comin' across the table
And if I miss, I never miss, cuz Im able
I'm lookin' forward and I'm lookin' over my shoulder
And I'll make a simple sin to make the bonus
But I'll never bless the rest, so never cease
I'll do a motherfucker with this restin' piece
Cause' what they saw they never seen or even heard of
And if they live, it's just another body murdered....
.....another body murdered....

(Patton)

I'm makin' deals for deals that make a kill
And anyone looking gonna' get that ass killed
I'm livin' like a criminal and criminal I be
And I'm respected in the hood like a 'G'
But if they think I'm blasted then they gone
I'm takin' off they're head with a motherfuckin' chrome
I gotta pay the play the pay ta' get crooked
And I ain't 'BOO' til' I dump another fool
I see the fool runnin' and runnin' but where they goin' ?
Had to witness my murder now they knowin'
What they blast so blast so at the pad
I'll have the thing fixed...My life was goin' in a flash....If I went to say
---- that'd be my ass
Searching for these fools while stepping cross the squares
Cause they can't hide and hide and that's real
And what you just witnessed with your eyes got ta' kill....
.....another body murdered.....

Bang your head to this....Turn me up!....another body murdered

(Once again, Mr. Patton)

...Faith No More....
I had to get it together to watch a body get murdered, ehh...Boo-Yaa
T.R.I.B.E...

I have to get it together to watch a body get murdered

Bang your head...come on...Bang your head....
....Bang your head.......Bang you head to this....

(More Patton)

I see a fool an' I try an' test the fool
I testify that the fool will have to lose
Boo-Yaa T.R.I.B.E. gotta keep it low
Cause the brother that was shot with my motherfuckin Uz..ooooh...
As I bail with my head up
Round they crowd someone kicks my luck and then I get up
All these busters on my trail
Well they get where I'm at, but the fail cause' they can't bail
I keep bailin' I been stickin' my shit ever since they've had me jailed in
But it ain't all about servin' time...
It's about breakin' down the verd(ict) and servin' mine....

Another pass or passive
You wanta' play it by the Ridd did the king start blastin'
All these fools goin' up they sigh
They try to test mine
They never get to know why
Oooh how long can you live when a gangster like the Ridd keep smokin'  that
ass.....

Bang your head to this...

(Patton)

Turn me up.....I had to get it together to watch a body get murdered..ehh
Faith No More......I had to get it together to watch a body get murdered
Boo-Yaa T.R.I.B.E.....Murder well I won...

(Note: Ridd is one of the Boo-Yaa T.R.I.B.E. guys...)

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DAS SCHUTZENFEST

(Semi-unintelligible German words) (English translation)
HEY!
Wir treffen dann
und zum auf Schützenfest
fuer mich sieht sie aus
wie Heino's Schwester
HEY!
Schwarzbraun ist die Haselnuß,
schwärzebraunt ist war ihr Gehirn
Oh mein ??????? Mädchen, tage ??? ??? ??? hervon weißen
leg dich auch hin, wir scheissen, eben nicht mit dem
das Schützenfest, niemals mehr gesehen.
HEY!
Wir machen Liebe
im Schweinetrog
meine Hosen platzen
auf mein Dudelschwanz - ho ho ho -
HEY!
Sie dachte ich war ein ?????
Ihre ??? waren wie Eisbein
HEY!
Oh Klingel..... Ja Ja ... Hund! .... Hund weg !....
Hund weg, Arschloch ... HUND WEG!
HEY!
Sie machte aus meinem Hurz, eine weisse Wurst
Sie tanzt ???? und Schuheplattler
Achselhöhle war frisch und duften wie Sommer Morgen
Super
Oh Mädchen, ????? ihren BH
Wochenende, Scheisse aber nicht mit der
Das Schuetzenfest niemals mehr gesehen
HEY!
niemals mehr gesehen.
HEY!
We met
and then went to the shooting-match,
speaking for myself,
she looks like Heino's sister
HEY!
Black-brown is the hazelnut
dark-brown is her brain
Oh my ???? girl, days ????
lay yourself down, we shit, flat not with ???
the shooting-match, never seen again
HEY!
We make love
in the pigs trough
My trousers explode
because of my dick -ho ho ho-
She thought I was a ???
Her ??? was like an ice-bone.
HEY!
Oh... bell ... yes yes .. Dog ... Dog away
Dog away, Asshole... DOG AWAY
HEY!
She makes a white-sausage out of my dick
She's dancing ????? and Schuhplattler
Her arm pit was fresh and smelled like
summer morning ... summer morning
Super
Oh girl ??????? her bra,
Weekend! Shit, but not with her
the shooting-match, never seen again
HEY!
never seen again.

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THE BIG KAHUNA

What's it to you?
Let's make it new
Let's make it die
Make it die

There's nothing wrong
It's lived too long
And the pleasure is yours and mine

You can't see me now
You wanna kill me
It won't be easy
*Hate and want to feed me*
You take me with you
Now I'm gonna kill you
I want my mom

What's it to you?

What's it to you?
Cut it through you
It's still alive
Still alive
This thing between us
*Is the cleanest* (sounds like something else, but I don't want to say 
it)
And it's chewing from the inside

You can't see me now
You wanna kill me
It won't be easy
*Hate and want to feed me*
You take me with you
Now I'm gonna kill you
I want my mom

You can't see me now
You wanna kill me
It won't be easy
*Hate and want to feed me*
You take me with you
Now I'm gonna kill you
I want my mom

You can't see me now
You wanna kill me
It won't be easy
*Hate and want to feed me*
You take me with you
Now I'm gonna kill you
I want my mom

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GREENFIELDS

(Written by The Brothers Four)

Once there were greenfields...kissed by the sun
Once there were valleys...where rivers used to run
Once there were blue skies with white clouds high above
Once they were part of an everlasting hope
We were the lovers who strolled through greenfields

Greenfields are gone now...parched by the sun
Gone from the valleys...where rivers used to run
Gone with the cold wind that swept through to my heart
Gone with the lovers who let the dreams depart
Where are the greenfields where we...used to roam?

I'll never know what made you run away
How can I keep searching when dark clouds hide the day?
I only know there's nothing here for me
Nothing is now left for me to say

But I keep on waiting...until you return
I keep on waiting until the day you learn
You can't be happy when your heart's on the roam
You can't be happy until you bring it home

Home to the greenfields...and bleed once again (?)

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I STARTED A JOKE

(Written by The Bee Gees)

I started a joke
Which started the whole world crying
Oh but I didn't see
That the joke was on me...oh no..
And I started to cry
Which started the whole world laughing
Oh if I'd only seen
That the joke was on me

And I looked at the skies
Running my hands 
Over my eyes
And I fell out of bed
Cursing my head
For things that I've said

Till I finally died
Which started the whole world living
Oh if I'd only seen
That the joke was on me

And I looked at the skies
Running my hands 
Over my eyes
And I fell out of bed
Cursing my head
For things that I've said

Till I finally died
Which started the whole world living
Oh if I'd only seen
That the joke was on me
That the joke was on me.........me.........

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I WANNA FUCK MYSELF

One, two, three...

I pull my pud until it bleeds
I masturbate on toilet seats
Girls can't give me the satisfaction
I fuck my fist to the rage of passion

(chorus)
I wanna fuck myself, I wanna fuck myself
I wanna fuck myself
I wanna fuck myself, fuck myself
I wanna fuck myself

I like the way it fits in my hand
Feel the cock to my burning head
I like to fly on my chest
I fuck myself cause I'm the best

(repeat chorus)
No one else!

(repeat chorus)

I beat myself until I'm raw
Come and come till there's no more
My hand is my favorite whore
Stick my fingers up my ass and I feel it some more

(repeat chorus)
No one else!!

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LET'S LYNCH THE LANDLORD

(Written by The Dead Kennedys)


The landlord's here to visit
They're blasting disco down below
Sez, "I'm doubling the rent
Cos the buildings condemned
You're gonna help me buy city hall"

But we can, you know we can
We can, you know we can
Let's lynch the landlord man

I tell them turn on the water
I tell them turn on the heat
Tells me "All you ever do is complain"
Then they search the place when I'm not here

But we can, you know we can
Let's lynch the landlord
Let's lynch the landlord
Let's lynch the landlord man

There's rats chewin' up the kitchen
Roaches up to my knees
Turn the oven on, it smells like Dachau, yeah
Til the rain pours through the ceiling

But we can, you know we can
Let's lynch the landlord, man.

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LIGHT UP AND LET GO

The way you're holding me
I'm gonna blow up in your face
You know the way
You're gonna light up and let go
You better let go, let go
You better let go
You wanted flames
But now your tears won't put out the blaze
Before you run away
Know that I cannot let go
You better let go, let go
You better let go
You stood a watched me behind [?]
Remember close you eyes [?]
Remember life is a lie [?]
You let me cold and blind [?]
The way you're holding me
I'm gonna blow up in your face
You know the way
You're gonna light up and let go
You better let go, and go
You better let go, let go

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THE PERFECT CRIME

Girl listens to mom
So she lights a match and pretends to sleep
While everything burns

Man drives nowhere
So he pressed the pedal, hit a few dogs
And felt good

Boy hears teacher's words
So he closed his eyes and stepped in front of a train
Woo!

Woops!
Sorry 'bout that
It's just an accident

Revenge
Nobody forgets
Chop it into bits

The bitterness is hard to hide
It smells like homicide
Just nod and say it's O.K.

I can hear your voice echo
O.K., I lied-it's really the voice
Of the guy who kicked your head in

Look in the mirror
It seems you drinking, miniature
And soon enough, you're gone

Woops!
Sorry 'bout that
It's just an accident

Revenge
Nobody forgets
Chop it into bits

You try to make the moment
Last you fold it right in half
You die and have a nice day

The bitterness is hard to hide
It smells like homicide
Just nod and say it's O.K.
...Stay tuned...

No one saw the perfect crime
I can't wait for the next time

The bitterness is hard to hide
It smells like homicide
Just nod and say it's O.K.

You try to make the moment
Last you fold it right in half
You die and have a nice day

Woops!
Sorry 'bout that
It's just an accident

Revenge
Nobody forgets
Chop it into bits

The bitterness is hard to hide
It smells like homicide
Just nod and say it's O.K.

Woops!
Sorry 'bout that
It's just an accident

You try to make the moment
Last you fold it right in half
You die and have a nice day

Woops!
Sorry 'bout that
It's just an accident

The bitterness is hard to hide
It smells like homicide
Just nod and say it's O.K.

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SPANISH EYES

(Written by Kaempfert, Singleton and Snyder)

Blue spanish eyes
Teardrops are falling from your spanish eyes
Please, please don't cry
This is just adios and not goodbye
Soon I'll return
Bringing you all the love your heart can hold
Please say si, si
Say you and your spanish eyes will wait for me

Blue spanish eyes
Prettiest eyes in all of Mexico
True spanish eyes
Please smile at me once more before I go
Dear, I'll return
Bringing you all the love your heart can hold
Please say si, si
Say you and your spanish eyes will wait for me
Say you and your spanish eyes will wait for me

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SWEET EMOTION

(from a Kerrang! flexi disc. released august 1989, "The Perfect Crime" with different lyrics)

Your shirt is stained when you wear your heart on your sleeve.
So you wash it off and pretend that it was never there.
Your face in the mirror doesn't give a reflection.
So you paint one on, it's the art of imitation.
It tickles you to death, knowing you can play the game so well.
But you can't ignore, don't know who you are, so what.

(chorus)
Your sugar coated, guns are loaded,
Afraid of tasting yourself.
So you keep lying, never trying,
Say your somebody else

The bitterness inside your heart,
It shows through in your eyes,
And you can't win in the end.

You take your big guns, loading them with your fatal charm.
The fact is, you love me, nothing can kill me now.
I've learned the power of deceit, the power of the sweet, is so true.
Now I'm a confection to taste good is all I must do.

(chorus)
Your sugar coated, guns are loaded,
Afraid of tasting yourself.
So you keep lying, never trying,
Say your somebody else

Its too easy to get to where you,
Take it, dig it, every day
And you can't win in the end.
The bitterness inside your heart,
It shows through in your eyes,
And you can't win in the end.

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