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Helly Gator

by ENGINE DRIVEN CULTIVATORS

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EYEWASH SQUAD Look around Don’t you feel just like everything’s enacting as doesn’t seem Guess what you see Is a part of a show with an unknown maneuvering Don’t pull the plug Right behind every single scene a secret that won’t be revealed Move in the dark Such a staff serves the power and a domination need STRIKE FIRST And do it in your way Feeling no emotion, something like devotion Once they’ve started no one’ll stand to say Just feel the pain DON’T ESITATE Pull the trigger of corruption Hide the clues and don’t forget the threats Stay up, kill some life, calling for the journal FOR COMING BY YOUR SIDE It’s part of the game Stay organized Call it Mafia, C.I.A., Freemasonry or Red Brigades Criminal intent Keep the peace among the countries even by startin’ a war Don’t retaliate Or our plans could be spoiled and our money to the toilet People nevermind We look after you for make your world so safety and full of delight WE OBEY - To all our chiefs commands SCATTERED - Through all the plante’s lands COOPERATE - Governments rely on us TO EXPAND - Power on the weaker ones K.G.B. - Nevermind his people’s cry C.I.A. - Who must rule is United States UPROOT, WEED - The roots of turmoil THAT’S OUR JOB - Accept it like or not Look around Don’t you feel just like everything’s enacting like a fool Guess what you see Is a part of a show with an unknown operating director Deadly remains We’re the cancer of society and fix the fate of human kind Secret parasites You all know we exist mind your business or you’ll be on our mercenary’s list
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Dead City 04:29
DEAD CITY Once upon a time in the past A lone godforsaken town Whom who entered there would be dead No one could ever come back Passed are the years and a lot has changed Vandals and jailbirds live there Devastation and blood ‘til the end Were the menu of the day WAH A pile of rubble is what remains BUT A dreadful curse hits through the place Metropolis of violence with factions that blame Each other by impulsive hate All the evil gathered rose Brought ‘em all back to life Creatures of hell awoke from the ground Gave birth to reign of despair Whoever enters there becomes one of them After be killed in torture and torn WAH A pile of rubble is what remains BUT A dreadful curse hit through the place Ancient hate – Now that it has been resurrected Building wrecked – SILENT GRAVEYARD WHERE ALL THEY SLEPT Broken roads – Useless shop signs and traffic lights All neglected – THE SUPERMARKETS SMASHED BY CARS Don’t approach – Escape become a futile hope Whirling voices – BEGIN TO RISE TURNING INTO CHAOS Evil tomb – It spread around, horrendous forms Paled dolls – DEAD FLESH IN LACERATED CLOTHES Someone’s walking towards city’s gate He’s moving so slow, his eyes are so cold Bringing with him a weapon that will Eradicate all the evil from here Has became one of them though shoot one by one Blast ‘til the last lay down to the ground From now on he’ll guard over the town Whoever may come will be struck down
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AIR JIVE INTERCEPTOR Trying is the first step toward failure Welcome to Springfield, you’ll stay for sure Don’t have to be careful, I’ve got a gun Donuts, is there anything they can’t do? Ironic for once, dad’s butt prevented The release of toxic gas Normally not a praying man but If you’re up there save me superman! HEY HEY HEY! VOTE QUIMBY EAT MY SHORTS That city is what you want Television! Teacher, mother, secret lover Take him away boys. Hey, I am the Police chief here. Bake him away toys. What was that chief? Do what the kids says I’m on a road… looks to be asphalt Jeez, trees, shrubs… under the earth’s sun Good drink… good meat… good God, let’s eat! This is 912. It’s a ghost car! HEY HEY HEY! VOTE QUIMBY EAT MY SHORTS Flanders has broke my balls Daddy this rubber panties are hot You’ve gotta wear them ‘til you learn, son Didn’t reckon the awesome power of police Where I put my badge? That duck’s got it! You can’t keep blaming yourself Just blame once and move on The answer to life’s problems aren’t At the bottom of a bottle they’re on tv
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Killpeace 04:08
KILLPEACE Out on the ocean Strange things are happening a matter of death Water paints blood red Flesh float on surface they take it on their ship Greenpeace is loser None hears their voice and stops the hunt Worth so much money To the rich sluts and the claiming rich mouths BOMBS, PAIN BLACK FLAG BOMBS, PAIN Our t-shirt End of the game guys It’s time for us now to take the field Let’s sail to nowhere Mad crew is ready with beer and “Illness”’s wine Fear us dear hunters Sooner or later we’ll come in zig-zag Once there they shoot us Did you believe we wouldn’t react? KILL THE BASTARDS Don’t let them flee SHOVE TORPEDO Right in their ass We approach the guilty boats… Destroy them all! WE’RE JUST GET TIRED Blast with cannon their forward, then the main deck REGARDS AND KISSES Shoot down every other fleet, that wildlife hint AND DO IT CATCHY But sometime exaggerate, and with dead meat WE HAVE A PARTY Opening fire Is all that we wish for to save their life All our power Lash out against you explosions arise Forget the buttons Try to push random and you crushed to death What a disaster We killed also whom we came to get safe
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OBLIVION LOADED GUNS Spreading hate on the path of mankind Brought the weapon to male the last crime Scorn for life gave the eternal set For the performance of blessed death Lightning and blasts, apocalyptic chaos Iron angels do the job ordered them from highest floors Fire from the sky, don’t know where to hide Searchin’ for a safe place, invoking your own god SIGNAL OF ALERT – Enemy’s approaching, have the screen a glance READY FOR ATTACK – Switch on the beam rifle, gear up, shoot them FOOLS FROM HIGH Puppets to the core SEND TO DIE Armies clash with violence Body parts exploding On a blood red background Tumbling down THE TOWER Disclosed conspiracy Equipped metal arms are shooting The inevitable happened Can’t retreat, it’s pointless M.S.J. – Fitted with long-range cannon fire G.N.X. – Lurk to strike rebels fleet SET YOUR SIGHTS – On anything with different badge BOOST THE ENGINE – Release the brake and fire the gun RECKLESS DRIVE – The only way to stay alive ORDERS CHANGED – It’s a set up, unite all! YOU’VE BEEN DONE – Lying speeches long played with crowds MASSIVE SINS – Can be only washed by death Final state of disgrace Second chance may not come All of them have to think About the world THAT FOLLOWS Neither forget the fallen Nor forgive the guilties Pick up the iron remains Make ‘em marble sculptures
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MAD SPEED TRACTOR Livin’ on a farm, you know, is simple as it seems? Wonder how the city is, try to make a trip Meeting a girl while driving my special car Maybe she would have a drive Soon from nowhere pops up another guy And steal the queen of the night WHAT A BEAUTIFUL FUCKIN’ SLUT Whit her back askin’ for someone’s guts Try to dress up with a tie, drive away for one more night I guess if I was so bore, wanna meet one more Go by her side askin’ her “what’s the time?” She is like “disappear!” Then once again comes out another guy Tellin’ her to hold tight JUST LIKE PEASANTS SAID I DID SO Start to think that something does not work USE YOUR POWERED CAR THINK I AM WAY OUT SEE WELL WHAT THEY WANT I’LL SHOW THEM THE ACE They told me the problem is your vehicle is odd Other guys have it so cool, in fashion and fast Finally I could have make tail of it What should I do now? I need some money for the cause soon To stand out from the crowd DOING WHAT GIRLS HAVE SAID WON’T GO WRONG I am sure this time I’ll shock I’ve spend all my money and seems nothing has changed I’ve set special silencer up, turbo boost and horns Power steering, two ailerons and neon lights Doin’ 308 Right back from my stereo Somebody’s desperate MAD SPEED TRACTOR MAD SPEED TRACTOR MAD SPEED TRACTOR MAD SPEED TRACTOR
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EVIDENCE OF CONNECTION Welcome to the show, searching for emotions, we just need you pay We will never ask you, you’ll bring us your money, no won’t use a gun Start to plan the season, know who’ll be the winner, interchange is smooth Let’s call our friends, even if you sense it, guess you’ll be still there RING MOBILE PHONE HI REFEREE WANT TO BE PROMOTED? DO WHAT WE NEED Football clubs all need their stench hands System stands and all we know it - FAKE BLIND TV shows tell us that they’re ok Work to lick their gold ass - AIR JIVE Secret powers move the strings and We feel just a little strange - REAL BLIND? Using ancient methods of play ANNIHILATE – It’s the Italian way! Welcome to the house, where outlaw is law, no one here want to see them Possibly they kill, but prefer corruption, “honour” they call it Dogs search for the money, banks and politicians, friends from highest spheres If they find a banquet, soon enjoy the party, don’t them presidents? MY BOOTLICKER GET THE MISSIVE HIGH STAIRS HAVE SENT DO WHAT WE NEED They all need to talk – BULLSHIT You pay for the show – PREMIUM A funny carousel – ON SKY Keep on goin’ on – ON RAI Watch the game, to bend the rules is an usual norm When replay, experts don’t see and grows the scorn Celebrate the winner even if has cheated Kiss the hands, a rite to enter the highest class Locker room, the prison whom break the pact To deny, to return friends as was before All they want is just that situation won’t change Justice, where is it? Maybe doesn’t give a fuck…
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K. MUCH HELL-O Politicians toy with sluts Bodyguards are playing cards Formula 1’s boss enjoys Nazi revivals Football player go with trans Nuclear weapons done by lunch World seems to go a bit insane Sing along this nonsense refrain 1, 2, 3, 4 ALLIGATORS 5, 6, 7, 8 KE MACELLO!!! Someone still plays buccaneers Engine claim for another beer Brain drain to the space dome Pope’s in war with condoms Since the beasts escape circus Free the predators from zoo Bungee jumping from a crag Didn’t calculate the gap!

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released October 1, 2009

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ENGINE DRIVEN CULTIVATORS Rome, Italy

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