Back From The Drainpipe

by ENGINE DRIVEN CULTIVATORS

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released 07 July 2011

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Track Name: Hash Drunk Runners
HASH DRUNK RUNNERS

Ready for the start – SIGNAL
All of them don't give a fuck
Crazy to the bone – SIGNO’
Dress as dumbs you can't ignore
At time can be heard some fart
Some belch, stink no Venus
Racing with Calico Jack
Caesar, Jesus, Donald Duck

Ale through your vein
Run without brain

NO GOAL DRINKERS
THE HASH RUNNERS
BANNING DEBAR
HASH DRUNK RUNNERS

Old and young challenging
Stop at bar and have a beer
Searching for a shortcut
Avoid Front Running Bastards
No recognition of arrival order
Serious drinkers with a running problem
Halfminds grouped in a pack
Pay attention to checkbacks

Punished in the Circle
Downdown while they sing a song
Never run with new shoes
Or you have to drink them too
They are fast and you are not
If they speed up, then return
Hashers harrietts exhibiting signs
Of rivalry will be signalized

No prize to none
Who win is all
Don't need no doping
Don't care the score
Seek the goal line
Hear the on-on
Drink one more beer
Fatigue is gone

Follow the trail
Made by the Hare
Full of fun trap
Mind to not fail
What a day!
What a fun!!
In the world/ After the race
All are gone drunk...
Track Name: Final Outcome: Cyberworld
FINAL OUTCOME: CYBERWORLD

Mankind perished by what
It has created, the future's lost
They thought they'd serve them all
Also when trivial, doin' what they want
Begun, the genocide
Machines prevailed over the blinds
New world, new order spreads
Programmed law, dead life is served

Automatic Techno Drone
Laser brains control them all
Photon blood, electric eyes
What once built has not survived
HUMAN BEINGS SHOULD HAVE EXPECTED
What would be the consequence
Progress, an utopian dream
A game that they would have never win

Something left undisclosed
A legacy to end it all
A guitar calls X-08
When hear its solos they detonate
Destruct, burst to the last
But doin' "Eyewash Squad" it succumbs
This time who wins is none
There'll be no future, no second chance
Track Name: Into The Cyclone
INTO THE CYCLONE

What you call hell, he calls home
Don't understate, he got balls
The misfeasance, he'll beat it
All the prisoners will be free
Ride a copter or a tank
Doesn't see the difference
If a weirdcong attacks him
Better if he had no dream


INTO THE CYCLONE Destroys you
RUN IN THE JUNGLE None can do
INTO THE CYCLONE YOUR LAST RIDE
Fight for the moment TILL YOU DIE
INTO THE CYCLONE Can' t break loose
MR. JOHN RAMBO Will pierce through
INTO THE CYCLONE TRY TO SAVE
And go with tango TILL END GAME

A little gun he will refuse
His lucky charm's ready for use
Against armies lone proceed
An M-60 attached to the skin
Diplomatic way ignore
Machine gun an ancient love
Explosive arrows shooted away
Are enough for stop your claim

Roam alone and speak with no one
Work with monks and kill remorseless
Infiltrate the enemy camp
Devastate in great pomp their gear
Falling in a ravine just cut
Self medication no flinching
"What? Who do you think he is God?"
"No, God would have mercy he's not!"
Track Name: Beach Parade
BEACH PARADE

Ready to start this new day
Fantastic sun over our heads
Wearing the best swimsuit I have
Surfboard on my shoulder
Looking to the left, looking to the right
Every thing looks cool with my own surprise
Big tits on the wind, tight jags shown with proud
Separated only by one thin strand

CAN'T BELIEVE
MY OWN EYES
MESMERIZE
EHI
FRISBEE IN MY MOUTH

On the beach
As you come
Full of chicks
TRY TO GET SOME
Water clean
Wind so fresh
Torva Beach
SEEN FROM SUN GLASS
What is up!
All that view
Disappeared
BELOW MY NOSE
Maybe that
STRANGE CIGARETTES
The day before
We smoke at the vineyard...

After the sun cooked my brain
Strange feeling rise on my conscience
What once was a cool fanny
Now has become an old bantam
Swimming over there, is a filthy rat
Near a bathroom cup, keep away also the sharks
Floating absorbent, washing machine smile
Wrinkles doin' tan, have you got a rime?
Track Name: Apology Of The Forgotten
APOLOGY OF THE FORGOTTEN

Decades through the blood
Behind hero mask
Payed for have been saved
Puppets for the game
Kill people and hide
Every single crime
As with cable way
The ship and the spy

Kill us
Conquest
Power
Proudness

Spread justice intruder
Honor, freedom, allegiance
Truth's slowly emerging
The real face of these genius

Entering the borders
Annihilation orders
Through direct action
Or manipulation
Bypass the respect
Covenants and pacts
For your own advantage
Abuseage perseverance

Individuated
Planning blessing marching
Prelude to the new reign
Once begun the campaign
Reordain the rules
Estabilish the land
Same campaign medal
Same flag on the casket
Track Name: Still In The Sights
STILL IN THE SIGHTS

Speeding through the city's roads
Drivin' as a fool
Not caring to smash the cars
That are on my way
Chasing that son of a bitch
Who's stole my hot dog
Drifting into every curve
While crash down on bins

Having just money for
Something to eat but
Need to drink what I do
Have to find a way
Enter now a yokel
Searching for a meal
He is angry but this
Was the last one left

You're still IN THE SIGHTS

Desperation's mind's dominion
Car I was using's gone
Take an old truck and prosecute
Steppin' through the shops
Standpipes spraying water in the air
Petrol pumps explode
Police says "It's an affair
that must solve themeselves"

Would challenge each other?
Whom drink more beer win
He accepts and orders
Whom lost pay for all
Swallow six or seven
I take what's enough
Drunk as shit won't realize
I get it and run


By a bus or by a bike
I'll catch you by day or night
You can flee to another state
I'll pursue you with roller skates
Maybe now I am secure
Hiding there a good refuge
From outside a tanker comes
All round everything collapses
Track Name: The Claim Of Mary Read
THE CLAIM OF MARY READ

Through the ocean
Under the flag
Of fear we live day by day
Death wind blows
Black water glows
Smell of pouder around
Once fired the guns
With no remorse
Kill and steal what's aboard
Those who survived
It's just because
Showed no resistance at all

Life of robbery
Crew of rogues
Wanted by the world's crowns
Brave and bold
Fought like a man
Killing run away mates
Bastard and viles
Don't let 'em begin
To infest the sea plundering
The only solution
To avoid the pollution
Of cowards just blamed by the saints

CONDEMN us to death
CONDEMN us to death
CONDEMN us to death
CONDEMN us to death
Punish for selection!

Born in 1690
Grew dressed in men's clothes for live
Masquerade for many years
Showing only what it should be
Once having served
A man of war
Enlisted in the troops of the Queen
Her husband died
So she decided
To live Raiding the Caribbean
Track Name: Cheese Rolling
CHEESE ROLLING

From the top of a slope it rolls
Followed by a crazy motley crowd
Air infested by a stink of cheese
An omen of death is all around
Shin protectors and shoulder braces
Flab to the wind and shouting faces
In their eyes there's no fear at all
Aim for glory without care for life

CHEESE DEATH
A crazy race
Don't care for your fuckin' safe
NO PRAYING
For those who fall
They don't deserve nothing even crocks

Ripping all their clothes and bones
Look! Borat and there's a horse
Motorbikers wearing underpants
Others doesn't wear even that
Floating and bouncing on the ground
Hope you hadn't eat or you're fucked
Come enjoy it in Cooper's Hill
You may win a wheel of cheese

The human-spate of about 20 men
Try to catch it but they know they can't
The only thing that finally really count
Is to cross the bottom line below
Shin protectors and shoulder braces
Flab to the wind and shouting faces
In their eyes there's no fear at all
Aim for glory without care for life