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+ | ====== Paroles ====== | ||
+ | ===== Negative I.Q ===== | ||
+ | ==== MY T.V. SUCKS (ME) ==== | ||
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+ | Tv addiction poison of stupid nations | ||
+ | Zombie humans sick people under command | ||
+ | Remote control Tom make you a lazy sod | ||
+ | No reaction kings of mental abortion | ||
+ | You watched the news unabled to see the truth | ||
+ | Lobotomized accomplice of TV crimes | ||
+ | Anit culture to remain in the muck | ||
+ | Their stupid games apathy you know so well | ||
+ | You always live plugged to your TV screen | ||
+ | Your eyes melting modern pictures of slavery | ||
+ | Remote control pull the trigger kill yourself | ||
+ | I wish you hell | ||
+ | How many more lies | ||
+ | Must we listen to | ||
+ | |||
+ | ==== HAIRY SONG ==== | ||
+ | |||
+ | They cute all my hair when i kissed the army life | ||
+ | But i wasn't pleased with my head under the knife | ||
+ | Ten minutes later i was so fuckin baldthey sure wanted me to catch a fuckin cold | ||
+ | One two three they called me a skinhead | ||
+ | I felt so ugly with no hair upon my head | ||
+ | Four five six tell me what to do | ||
+ | Smashing the mirror to destroy my stupid look | ||
+ | Many months later i threw my comb away | ||
+ | Then i bought clippers all i have to say | ||
+ | Is:" i don't play a part, i don't play a role | ||
+ | But my hairdresser is right now on the dole" | ||
+ | One two three call me a skinhead | ||
+ | But i fell allright with no hair upon my head | ||
+ | Four five six may be i'm a fool | ||
+ | It's the only way if you wanna save shampoo | ||
+ | Hairy song hairy song six billion people cant be wrong | ||
+ | Hairy song hairy song the length of your hair | ||
+ | Won't make you strong !!! | ||
+ | Hippie cult skinhead pride | ||
+ | Spiky punk of 69 style | ||
+ | They are so funny they match together | ||
+ | Get a job be a hairdresser | ||
+ | Hairy song hairy song six billion people cannot be wrong | ||
+ | |||
+ | ==== SOCIETY!!! ==== | ||
+ | |||
+ | Born breed and die (x4) | ||
+ | |||
+ | I walk through walk life | ||
+ | I search my way | ||
+ | Completely blind | ||
+ | What can i do? Am i useless? | ||
+ | I went to school | ||
+ | I went to church | ||
+ | I go to work | ||
+ | I will soon die...Life' | ||
+ | I' ve no ansver | ||
+ | So much questions | ||
+ | So much problems | ||
+ | Non believer....Almost humans!!!! | ||
+ | A dead future | ||
+ | A paintfull past | ||
+ | Not a victim | ||
+ | |||
+ | Not a tyrant....A so called man!!!! | ||
+ | Where do we go? Where do we go? | ||
+ | Do we have built a world of ruins? | ||
+ | Where do we go? Where do we go? | ||
+ | The price of life of society!!!! | ||
+ | I walk through walk life | ||
+ | |||
+ | I search my way | ||
+ | Completely blind | ||
+ | What can i do? Am i useless? | ||
+ | Do praise the lord. | ||
+ | Trust your teachers | ||
+ | Be a soldier | ||
+ | Bent to your boss....Am i a toy? | ||
+ | Born to consume | ||
+ | Have more children | ||
+ | Submit the weak | ||
+ | Respect the strong....Be ambitious!!!! | ||
+ | Do pay your bills | ||
+ | Do earn your life | ||
+ | The right to live | ||
+ | Is expensive....Are we conscious? | ||
+ | |||
+ | ==== PUNK AS FUCK ==== | ||
+ | |||
+ | When you're walking down the street PUNK AS FUCK | ||
+ | Do you feel rejected PUNK AS FUCK | ||
+ | They' | ||
+ | You creen spikes are too hold school PUNK AS FUCK | ||
+ | But you choose to live hat way PUNK AS FUCK | ||
+ | You don't care what they say PUNK AS FUCK | ||
+ | They will shit in their pants PUNK AS FUCK | ||
+ | Life may be so intense PUNK AS FUCK | ||
+ | |||
+ | ==== AMERICAN PSYCHO ==== | ||
+ | |||
+ | Mr bateman est ce soir de sortie | ||
+ | Dans Manhattan pour déchirer la nuit | ||
+ | La haine du pauvre qui habite son coeur | ||
+ | Fait naître dans sa tête de nouvelles horreurs | ||
+ | Le beau yuppie riche a en crever | ||
+ | Cherche un bouc émissaire pour se défouler | ||
+ | Demain il sera de nouveaux présentable | ||
+ | De retour a la bourse et ses dessous de table | ||
+ | |||
+ | Tu te sens très pur, un connard chez les ordures | ||
+ | Sérial killer les médias en font leur beurre | ||
+ | |||
+ | Tu exécute les clochards. Tu ne supporte que les richards | ||
+ | De nouvelles têtes à épater | ||
+ | Le billet vert pour saliver | ||
+ | Des tas d'amis superficiels et dans ta bouche, un gout de fiel | ||
+ | La vie humaine n'a plus de sens | ||
+ | Tu te complais dans la violence | ||
+ | Mr Bateman est ce soir de sortie | ||
+ | Le cerveau en feu pour perpétuer ses crimes | ||
+ | Américan express est ton immunité | ||
+ | In god we trust en toute impunité | ||
+ | Tu aimes la torture à t'en faire vomir | ||
+ | Comment fera tu cette fois pour t'en sortir | ||
+ | Le sang sur tes mains est le prix à payer | ||
+ | Toujours un peu plus loin pour te faire réver | ||
+ | |||
+ | Tu te sens très pur, un connard chez les ordures | ||
+ | Sérial killer les médias en font leur beurre | ||
+ | |||
+ | Pour assouvir tous tes phantasmes | ||
+ | Tu plonge tes mains dans la crasse | ||
+ | La vie humaine n'a plus de sens | ||
+ | Tu te complais dans la violence. | ||
+ | |||
+ | ==== FASHION VICTIM ==== | ||
+ | |||
+ | Tu sens que ta vie va exploser | ||
+ | Plus rien de bon à espérer | ||
+ | T'as un peu honte quand tu te vois | ||
+ | Encore une victime de l' état!. | ||
+ | Tu dis que tu te sens comme un chien | ||
+ | Pourtant tu manges dans sa main | ||
+ | Tu sais quand même que la révolte, c'est pas s' habiller en Lacoste. | ||
+ | Avec tout le fric que tu lui file | ||
+ | Il te contrôle avec tout ce qui brille | ||
+ | Est-ce que tu sais seulement cela L' | ||
+ | C'est pas le pouvoir qui nous anime | ||
+ | On fait partie de la machine. | ||
+ | |||
+ | Your révolt ? | ||
+ | Your money ?.....Makes me sick | ||
+ | Attitude ? | ||
+ | Your future ?.......A wall of bricks | ||
+ | |||
+ | Tu dis que tu n'as plus confiance | ||
+ | Qu'il ne t' inspire que la méfiance | ||
+ | Et pour prouver ton sentiment | ||
+ | Tu allonge les billets de 500 | ||
+ | C'est pas la marque de tes fringues | ||
+ | C'est pas la taille de ton flingue | ||
+ | Qui te rendrons plus respectable | ||
+ | Détourne toi de ces minables . | ||
+ | Allez boycotte toutes ces conneries | ||
+ | Ne leur file plus un seul centime | ||
+ | Pour être maitre de ton destin | ||
+ | Laisse le pouvoir crever de faim. | ||
+ | |||
+ | ==== PETER BOWLER ==== | ||
+ | |||
+ | Peter Bowler in the street holding thight his iron stick | ||
+ | Doesn' | ||
+ | Paki food and a cold beer going to the the Oppresed show | ||
+ | fuck the law he's just twenty not the one to speak too low | ||
+ | Son of the street son of guettoes | ||
+ | Happy to live noy a stupid hero | ||
+ | Fashs in a cold alleyway it's too late to get away | ||
+ | Baseball bat straight in the head Peter Bowler' | ||
+ | Rotting corpse in the garbage fucked up life and putrid smell | ||
+ | All the cops will die laughing Peter Bowler goes to hell | ||
+ | City's crying she lost her son | ||
+ | City's burning all the pubs are closed . | ||
+ | |||
+ | ==== TECHNOCY SUCKS ==== | ||
+ | |||
+ | Can't you see they make you drown | ||
+ | You kill me keeps you down | ||
+ | Stickto that desk face that asshole | ||
+ | I have no choice got to get my dole | ||
+ | Fails one paper they don't give a fuck | ||
+ | Got to come back later oh shit they' ve locked | ||
+ | Can't you see .... | ||
+ | Follow rules social necessity | ||
+ | State oppression pushed you to insanity | ||
+ | There' | ||
+ | Technocracy' | ||
+ | Can't you see .... | ||
+ | Government got no balls | ||
+ | We're the wrong target taxes and tolls | ||
+ | We need social help accelerate your fall | ||
+ | Rich get rich poor get poorer | ||
+ | Economy and politics suck you like ticks | ||
+ | Can't you see .... | ||
+ | |||
+ | ==== DEDE NEURONE ==== | ||
+ | |||
+ | Adolescent, déja t' | ||
+ | La sono en avant, dérapages à toutes heures | ||
+ | La R12 tuning, en disait long sur toi | ||
+ | Dans ton p'tit patelin, tu t' | ||
+ | Arrivé à la ville, à force de te la jouer | ||
+ | Un bolshoï droogie , t'a salement amoché | ||
+ | Que cela te serve de leçon, il fallait pas rêver | ||
+ | T' était vraiment trop con, et encore défoncé. | ||
+ | BRANLEUR !! (x4) | ||
+ | Petit à petit, une idée a germé | ||
+ | Tu voulais faire videur, dans la boite d'à coté | ||
+ | T' avais toutes tes chances, vu le Q.I. que t' avais | ||
+ | Le roi du coup de tronche, c' | ||
+ | Faire chier les gens, ton passe temps préféré, toujours emmerdant, t' étais vraiment trop niais | ||
+ | Ca comptait tellement pour toi, de prouver quelque chose, on a jamais su quoi | ||
+ | Mais un jour, les bornes t'a dépassé, et à coup de 9 para, tu t' es fait flinguer | ||
+ | Bien sûr la nouvelle a jeté un froid, mais à bien réfléchir, | ||
+ | BRANLEUR !! (x4) | ||
+ | Tu te croyais le plus fort, tu l'a agressé | ||
+ | Maintenant tu es mort, ton maitre tu l'a trouvé. | ||
+ | |||
+ | ==== FLAG OF HATE ==== | ||
+ | |||
+ | Your flag is a joke you know what i mean | ||
+ | Now you burn it !! | ||
+ | Countries on crisis endless wars to fight | ||
+ | We' re full of shit !! | ||
+ | A bunch of proud humans to take territories | ||
+ | Endless carnage !! | ||
+ | Government in need satisfy it's greed | ||
+ | Warlike beings !! | ||
+ | How many people do you need | ||
+ | To make your flag a respected thing | ||
+ | Will the hearth be wide enought | ||
+ | To drink this blood to reject no one | ||
+ | |||
+ | ==== DON' T YOU KNOW ==== | ||
+ | |||
+ | Don' t you know your sound fake | ||
+ | Don' t you know your mistake | ||
+ | We will' nt believe you | ||
+ | We' re not stupid fools | ||
+ | Don' t you know i' m affraid | ||
+ | Don' t you know you' ve no friends | ||
+ | Make a rest drop your gun | ||
+ | Fuck fashion have so fun | ||
+ | Born to lose born to pretend | ||
+ | So uneasy to understand | ||
+ | Born to lose born to pretend | ||
+ | So difficult to understand | ||
+ | |||
+ | ==== NEGATIVE I.Q ==== | ||
+ | |||
+ | Can you remember the time when we were just punk kids | ||
+ | Our bedrooms full of records just to drive our parents sick | ||
+ | Street music as only food for my hold tape player | ||
+ | We were crazy it was cool to look like a punker | ||
+ | Born from nowhere the N.I.Q. | ||
+ | Not here to please we don't want to | ||
+ | We grew up got together all sharing the same faith | ||
+ | Many left those who remained keept a thing in their brains | ||
+ | Make it through and make it true hard core for religion | ||
+ | To kick your butt kick your mind cleverness to make fun | ||
+ | We have no lesson to give we' re not your idols | ||
+ | But don' t believe all their bullshit don' t wanna screw people | ||
+ | Right behind a stupid name take in your hands | ||
+ | Honnesty and tolerance won' t make you a lame band | ||
+ | Born from nowhere the N.I.Q. | ||
+ | Not here to please we don't want to | ||
+ | We don't want to be suck | ||
+ | And keep you all into the trend | ||
+ | OI OI OI is what we say | ||
+ | You can't stand us it is your choice | ||
+ | Don't blame us for what we play | ||
+ | It's just our sound just few friends | ||
+ | Compromise is what we hate | ||
+ | We are free to make hear our voice | ||