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"Come on and sterilize me
Kneel down and idolize me Suck me, fuck me, resurrect me Rut me, cut me, and infect me Slice me, dice me I wanna die screaming The thoughts of dead babies wiped away with my semen Bleed me, feed me, and inject me Feel me, kill me, then dissect me Bloody mountain momma rockabilly machine Kiddy porn lover with a mouth for disease Giddy'up honey my rubber fuck doll When your candle's snuffed out I'll burn brighter than before (verse x2) Pink poinsettias for emotion that died A chilling wargasm that tastes like cyanide Her pussy bleeds sunshine, rabid for flesh As each raindrop plunges to its death Kill the father, rape the mother (x8)" :glugglug |
Does look like lyrics.
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yeas....true.........
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disturbing......
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The word "rut" is so underused today.
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manson?
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Acid Bath played on the weekends where i am from. one of the best. put fear back in the non worthy,... first cde is called PAGAN TERRORISM TACTICS. figure it out, and live by it. :glugglug |
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I listen to Acid Bath everyday, your one spin opinion wont be valued... but if you want to spill it, please do. |
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So far I am entertained. It is not that screaming crap I hear to often. |
nice :)
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Overall pretty damn refreshing. Was not in the proper mood to totally enjoy it but will play it again latter when I am.
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Acid Bath is old but the bass player was killed by a drunk driver, actually him and a couple people in his family, they are a band that was local when I was in highschool. good stuff nonetheless. :glugglug |
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either way cheers sweet thing, rock on. :glugglug |
Get these lyrics up ya. ;)
Éire Óg - SAM Song Well I have been a Provo now for 15 years or more With armalites and mortorbombs I thought I knew the score But now we have a weapon, we've never used before The Brits are looking worried And they're going to worry more! Tiocfaidh ár lá, sing Up the 'RA Ooh ah, up the 'RA Ooh ah up the 'RA SAM Missiles in the sky I started off with petrol bombs and throwing bricks and stones With a hundred more lads like me, I never was alone But soon I learned that bricks and stones won't drive the Brits away It wasn't very long before, who did i join? I joined the IRA! Tiocfaidh ár lá, sing Up the 'RA Ooh ah, up the 'RA Ooh ah up the 'RA SAM Missiles in the sky And then there came Internment in the year of '71 The Brits thought we were beaten, thought we were on the run On that early August morning they kicked in our back door For every man they took away, How many did they miss? They missed a hundred more! Tiocfaidh ár lá, sing Up the 'RA Ooh ah, up the 'RA Ooh ah up the 'RA SAM Missiles in the sky Well I spent eight years in the cages, I had time to think and plan For though they locked away a boy, I walked out a man And there's only one thing that I learned while in their cell I lay The Brits will never leave us, until when? Until they're blown away! Tiocfaidh ár lá, sing Up the 'RA Ooh ah, up the 'RA Ooh ah up the 'RA SAM Missiles in the sky All through the days of hunger strike I watched my comrades die While in the streets of Belfast you could hear the women cry I can't forget the massacre that Friday at Loughgall I salute my fallen comrades, as I watch their choppers fall Tiocfaidh ár lá, sing Up the 'RA Ooh ah, up the 'RA Ooh ah up the 'RA SAM Missiles in the sky |
OI! Not JOBS!
OI! Not JOBS! OI! Not JOBS! OI! Not JOBS! OI! Not JOBS! OI! Not JOBS! OI! Not JOBS! :glugglug |
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"no else above me,
shes like a junky" :glugglug |
What's the title of the song?
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