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Back From The Drainpipe

by ENGINE DRIVEN CULTIVATORS

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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...
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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
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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!"
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Beach Parade 06:09
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?
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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
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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
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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
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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

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released July 7, 2011

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ENGINE DRIVEN CULTIVATORS Rome, Italy

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