1. |
Return of The Superhate
02:44
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They love their money
They hate to care
They love their money
They hate to share
They love their money
They hate the poor
They love their money
And that's for sure
Return, Return, Return, Of the Superhate
They love to fight
They hate to care
They love their might
They hate to share
They love to flex
They hat the poor
They stack the decks
And that's for sure
Return, Return, Return, Of the Superhate
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2. |
Got The Greed
02:40
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You fill your pockets you stuff your face
You take take take take take take
Want the most to win the race
You take take take take take take
Horde it all then get some more
You take take take take take take
Got the greed you money whore
You take take take take take take
Takin - More than you need
Breakin - You got the greed
Crack the whip you cut them down
You're fake fake fake fake fake fake
Self respect is not around
You're fake fake fake fake fake fake
Flaunt it all your big shot shit
You're fake fake fake fake fake fake
You think we want your Richie Rich
You're fake fake fake fake fake fake
Takin - More than you need
Breakin - You got the greed
You think that everything is going your way
Rape take and pillage with rapacity
You think that everything is going your way
I disagree I disagree
Rules for us but not for you
You take take take take take take
Skirt the law the bailout crew
You take take take take take take
Burn your money and take your things
We take take take take take take
The rise and fall of human beings
We take take take take take take
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3. |
Spit It Out
03:01
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Spit it, don't take for granted
Spit it, what you take in
Kill it, spreads like cancer
Toxic change blows in the wind
Kill it, don't let it fester
Kill it, before you're dead
Spit it, back in their faces
Don't look back just move ahead and
Spit it Out (x4)
Spit it, and stand together
Spit it, to take you out
Kill it, money won't save you
When we come to burn it down
Kill it, your backward thinking
Kill it, your racist shit
Spit it, back in their faces
Don't look back just move ahead and
Spit it Out (x4)
Try to take away, what we built today
With your fascist ideals, and your cheat/lie/steal
Till we break down your door, pin you to the floor
Give you some of your hate, your death is the only thing great
Spit it Out
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4. |
Rusty Camaro
03:46
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She's got a soft spot deep in my heart - Hey
Holding her hand way back from the start
Ohhhhhh oh, she's good to go
Fighting the city every day - Hey
Girl by my side she's not going away
Ohhhhhh oh, she's good to go
Wearing a dress her hair in the wind - Hey
Beautiful girl and her mind's full of sin
Ohhhhhh oh, she's good to go
She pulled me away put me in a sweat - Hey
She knows what she wants and she stays oh so wet
Ohhhhhh oh, she's good to go
She has her way cause that is her kink - Hey
Grabbing my ass and pulling me deep
Ohhhhhh oh, she's good to go
Fast forward years and come to today - Hey
She's inside me and there's no getting away
Ohhhhhh oh, she's good to go
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5. |
Fat Pharm
03:55
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Manufactured lies Everybody buys
Force it down your throat
Doctors on the take Studies that are fake
Force it down your throat
We just need more dough
And you don't need to know
How it's gonna go
You just need your, you just need your
Pill for this, Pill for that
You pilfer this, and you pilfer that
You're fat, you're living on the Fat Pharm
Advertise like fuck Squeezing every buck
Force it down your throat
Get you hooked no pain Troubles go away
Force it down your throat
We just need more dough
And you don't need to know
How it's gonna go
You just need your, you just need your
Pill for this, Pill for that
You pilfer this, and you pilfer that
You're fat, you're living on the Fat Pharm
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6. |
The Squeeze
03:04
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Chasing her daydreams into the night
Knowing complacence is ready to fight
Tightens her belt, layers her wear
Moving ahead when nothing is fair
You Beg and you plead
Begging on your knees
They're making, making you bleed
They're giving, giving you the Squeeze
Makin a future, he puts on the line
All that he has, every last dime
Giving every hour, worked to the bone
When the dust settles, he's all alone
You Beg and you plead
Begging on your knees
They're making, making you bleed
They're giving, giving you the Squeeze
Mixture of right and wrong, served on the rocks
Told to move ahead, slap on the locks
Made an example, of what not to do
Turned on a lathe, and assembled with glue
You Beg and you plead
Begging on your knees
They're making, making you bleed
They're giving, giving you the Squeeze
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7. |
Bigger Hit
01:56
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Buyin - Tyin - Flyin
Lyin - Cryin - Dyin
Into it I dive head first
Swimmin cause the shit pipe burst
Chokin as the turds float by
Hittin good, I start to fly
Crystal clear and warm sunshine
Kiss the light the sun is mine
Till I wake up back in shit
Next time bigger hit
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8. |
Ryan
03:23
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Me and Ryan been together 30 long years
Sometimes smilin or chokin back tears
Lookin from the Kennedy at my home
Flyin through the circle, I'm never alone
Cruisin in August, it's 83 at night
It's hot, it's humid, Maxwell's to the right
Ain't there no more, burned it to the ground
Just like Robert Taylor, down to the ground
Laurie, Lisa, Jen, South Side's had my share
Drivin down the Ryan tryin to make a pair
To say the North Side's bad just wouldn't be fair
The way Jonna rocks a barber chair
Red line flies by, in my window shoots a blast
Cruise past 47th, hear the blues from the past
Bishop Ford and 57 a fork in the road
You know I lean left, on the Bishop I go
Full moon to the left, strippers on the right
Fly past Stoney Island in the middle of the night
The smell of garbage hits me before the steel bridge
Dolton and Riverdale ain't no Park Ridge
Laurie, Lisa, Jen, South Side's had my share
Drivin down the Ryan tryin to make a pair
To say the North Side's bad just wouldn't be fair
The way Jonna rocks a barber chair
South Holland Cal City, they're both friends of mine
80 west is what I'm looking to find
Halsted to Ashland, that's where I need to be
Next to the mushroom house is home for me.
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9. |
Animal Down
04:29
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There's an animal down, wounded on the ground
Stuffed him full of shit, made him get real big
Kept it all a secret, hiding all the pay
A handful of people are going to cash in and get
Filthy rich on this one day
Watch out - Cover - Animal Down
Shit in - Shit out
Eat it - Cancer - Cycle goes round
Shit in - Shit out
Animal Master's gonna be put on the grill
Animal we vote for, this is what I sing
Big mouth in power makes me wanna scream
Animal Shelters, Animal Laws, Animal Welfare, Animal Balls
Into the field with the Animal Master, it's time
For me to put you down
Watch out - Cover - Animal Down
Shit in - Shit out
Eat it - Cancer - Cycle goes round
Shit in - Shit out
Animal Master's gonna be put on the grill
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10. |
Joe Job
02:25
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Bossman thinks that I should work
So he doesn't have to work
Make me slave for peasant pay
So he can play all day
Bossman can kiss my ass
Treating me like I am trash
I won't stay another day
Fuck you and your shitty pay
I will not work for you
Living the American Dream
To cheat lie and steal
That's the way he lives his life
That's the fucking deal
Bossman can kiss my ass
Treating me like I am trash
I won't stay another day
Fuck you and your shitty pay
I will not work for you
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11. |
Reoccuring Nightmare
03:46
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Well I had this dream just the other day
And I had the same, the same dream today
Where I drove away to this far away place
And I had on this sad and happy face
Well this guy was there, he reaked of cologne
Acting all important, he was talking on the phone
Talked about vacations, and places he would go
But most of all he talked about spending his dough
Spending his dough, Spending his dough
Spend your fucking dough
He talked all about his brand new home
While he drank his coffee out of Styrofoam
He saw me sitting down and got off the phone
He yelled at me and said I was not at home
So I got up and started doing some work
Made lots of things for this fucking jerk
Seemed like a whole day before he let me go
There's just one thing that I don't know
I don't know, I don't know
I don't fucking know
Why do I feel this way every night
When I'm awake, I don't feel right
Sometimes got money and a place to stay
But I don't got time to do a thing today
Why won't this reocurring nightmare just end
Well I had this dream just the other day
And I had the same, the same dream today
Where I drove away to this far away place
And I had on this sad and happy face
Well this guy was there, he reaked of cologne
Acting all important, he was talking on the phone
Talked about vacations, and places he would go
But most of all he talked about spending his dough
Spending his dough, Spending his dough
Spend your fucking dough
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12. |
Schaefer Beer
03:01
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What do you get, when you wanna glug
And you just know a spack's just not enough
Pick up a suitcase of red and white pleasure
24 cans of drinking adventure.
Just say Schaefs, they'll know what you need
Ice cold Schaefs, always goes down with speed
Drink more Schaefs, every day if you must
Keep that brewery from going bust
Schaefer Beer, Liquid Shits
Schaefer Beer, Bloody Farts
I know that you know, right from your first swallow
That those liquid shits, are about to follow
Schaefer burble farts, stink up the place
Mucus running down your leg, is going to frown your face
Just say Schaefs, they'll know what you need
Ice cold Schaefs, always goes down with speed
Drink more Schaefs, every day if you must
Keep that brewery from going bust
Schaefer Beer, Liquid Shits
Schaefer Beer, Bloody Farts
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