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Jay
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Rooting For The Bad Guy
Wyle E. Coyote, Cybermen, Tony Montana Yosemite Sam
Sylvester the Cat, The Triffids, The Fly
Put ‘em in lights, put ‘em in lights
Falcon Eddie, Doctor Phibes, Captain Hook, Frankenstein
Chupacabra, Bonnie & Clyde
Put ‘em in lights, put ‘em in lights
Here in the dark while the hero is cheered
I give my heart when the villain appears
Chorus
I wanted Tweety Pie crucified
I’m rooting for the bad guy
I wanted Thunderbirds Kentucky Fried
I’m rooting for the bad guy
Zombies, Jaws and Mysterons
Fu Manchu and Mr Burns
Poison Ivy, Mr Hyde
Put ‘em in lights, put ‘em in lights
Here in the dark when the villain appears…
The Sweetest Song
Cum sucker fucking away the pain, doing the rounds again
Bound, held down in a self made Hell that you picked in your own design
And you would change your mind if you could turn back time
Taking the piss out of the men you kissed
Every cock you took, you fucked, you ditched
And you would open up wide, hung dried and left out to die
Your corpse ain’t gonna be missed
Chorus
I heard a song, I heard the sweetest song that hit me
And it went na na na na
Just a cunt on the hunt for cunt who wants that kind of meat
A fuck in the ass and then they’re back on the street
They’re just part of your grand design
And you would change your mind if you could turn back time
Shit talking lips around the tool
Nothing but a cold pussy passed round all of the fools
You’re the last to know that what you sow you reap
And you’ll be reaping while weeping on the dick of a creep
Headfucking waste of ass, all cash and no class
You ball breaking no good bitch sitting pretty in pink
And thinking your shit don’t stink
Aside from the twat you ain’t all that
And the boys will dance for a chance to lance your cancerous cunt
You’re the last disease on the block
That cock, that fresh erection is the next in line for your black infection
The Revolution Will Be Televised
Pictures of dying going nationwide
While they’re cold and hungry on the streets outside
Broken promises and broken homes
And they’re all queuing up for a government loan
Pledging your millions off a TV screen
While the shit on your doorstop remains unseen
Who said charity begins at home?
When you’re all holding out for a government loan
Chorus
And while your final trace of faith is being crucified
And while your only means of escaping fear is suicide
Give us hope
You arrive alone and you die alone
You buy their trust and you trust their war
That’s what they’re paid to lead your country for
A flag and a pension and a marble stone
Supplied and provided by the government loan
Chorus
Pill dependence under private health
While the rest of the world are medicating themselves
The only guarantee is when we open our eyes
This revolution will be televised
I’m standing at the edge of the world
There’s chaos in the city as the capital burns
I’m calling, calling
I’m standing at the gates of the west
Where doors open wide with an American Express
And I’m calling, calling
I’m standing in the ghost of a town
Looking up in the hope someone’s looking back down
And I’m calling, calling
I’m standing with my back to the wall and the signs in my head
Is I’ll be dead before I’m gonna fall
Calling, calling
I’m standing at the edge of the world
There’s chaos in the city as the capital burns
I’m calling, calling
I’m standing at the gates of the west
Where doors open wide for the fashionably dressed
And I’m calling, calling
I’m standing here looking at you
And you’re looking back at me like there’s something I can do
And I’m calling, calling
The New Flash
We are born into a time of innocent Americans
Attacked for trying to do a job while some Bin Laden motherfucker takes the credit
But instead of heading to Afghanistan to take him out
They went to bomb Iraq and kill some families
Children die because of some imaginary weapons
And to find one of the many, many terrorists upon the planet
Meanwhile the psychopaths accountable for killing every innocent
Are all sitting safely out of range
Armageddon orchestrated, televised and exaggerated
We were lied to and we won’t get fooled again
We are the new flesh, we are the only ones left
We’re the dog you beat down once too much
We’re the cornered rat that will fight back
We are born into a time our population is divided
Poor and hungry people share the planet with the wealthy
And the multi-billion industries pay politicians, actors and musicians
More than it would take to shelter all the homeless
And the governments ignore the under funding of researching into mental health
Allowing over 70% of people under-educated
While the suicides per annum keep increasing
And narcotics keep the treated pacified
Fame and fortune un-donated by the over paid and the over rated
We were lied to and we won’t get fooled again
We are the new flesh, we are the only ones left
We’re the dog you beat down once too much
We’re the cornered rat that will fight back
This virus breeds inside your system
Slaughtered Authors
And so it began
The dreams we had were sold unto the man
And keen they arrived
Picture perfect and pleasing to the eye
Here’s where you sign
Now welcome to the great design
All that you are will not be recognised til we decide
Chorus
Like lambs to the slaughter they dive into the sea
And they’ll never feel the water that’s coming down all around me
See how they come?
Innocence is lost within a system
With yesterday gone and new young king is crowned
But for how long?
Here’s where you sign to see how bright your star will shine
You’ll be the one to make us beautiful…international
Chorus
Like lambs to the slaughter they dive into the sea
And they’ll never feel the water that’s coming down all around me
And those lost sons and daughters of a dying industry
Will now choke upon the water
Where you die there I’ll be
End of the line
We must regretfully decline
Our expectations were not satisfied
But be advised in the eyes of the law
Regard the leaving member clause
We have a five year option for your songs
Now move along…
Chorus
Like lambs to the slaughter they dive into the sea
And they’ll never feel the water that’s coming down all around me
And those lost sons and daughters of a dying industry
Will now choke upon the water
Where you die there I’ll be
The Hard Way
New motel and dirty beds, freezing showers
Overheads are through the roof, the crew is moaning
Boiling strings and Milton Keynes too
Waiting ‘round for soundcheck at five
Doors at nine and we ain’t playing til eleven
And there’s something about a curfew at two
Gonna be someone, I’m a smoking gun
I’m the lightning striking
All fucked up and ready to roll
All fucked up and ready to roll
Don’t need a reason
I’m sick and I’m bleeding, got a thorn in my side
Cut into pieces
I’m closer to Jesus, even though Hell is open wide
Chorus
Cos I’m out on the road and there’s me and the band
And my heart’s in the song, and my head’s in the sand
And the driver’s asleep and I’m here on the passenger side
And I ain’t getting fed, and I ain’t getting’ paid
And I ain’t seen a bed in a couple of days
Cos me and boys are staying on this ride
Inner City Overture
All the stars are out
Seems like they know what’s going on
I still can’t shake the doubt
But it would appear I’m the only one
Cos everywhere the good will fill the air
And it got the crowd to sing so loud
That no one even heard their city crying
Here to raise a toast using the milk of human kind
To exorcise a ghost and maybe even clean a dirty mind
Cos everywhere the good will fill the air
And it got the crowd to sing so loud
That no one even heard their city crying
Because you could be the one
Everybody come together all around the world
The gifted, armed with all your wealth
Are now saving planet earth
Bi-Polar Baby
What the hell has come over me (all over me)
Where’s the person you used to be (it’s a mystery)
Well I’d swear somebody has switched you while I was asleep
Personality interchange (face the change)
Sitting duck in your firing range (baby strange)
Well I was thinking that I used to love you
But I can’t think what part of you
Up in the air and down on my knees
I’m in the shit but out of your league
What makes you think psychosis is appealing anyway?
Chorus
I just gotta say goodbye bi-polar baby
If I don’t get away you’ll make me crazy
Cos I concede the way I’m feeling lately
I’d rather take this knife and jam it right through your heart
I wanna tear your fucking world apart
Here’s the money and here’s the flat (here’s the flat)
Take it all I don’t want it back (don’t want it back)
Because this sucker’s hitting the highway and the bags are packed
What the hell has come over you (all over you)
Now your lies have become the truth (see the proof)
Are you happy that they all believe you?
Ain’t it funny how we shape the future?
Up in the air and down on my knees
You got the right to do as you please
I’d rather die than feed this disease anyway
Chorus
She’s All That
Chorus
She’s all that, she’s all that it takes to convict you
She’s all that, she’s all that it takes to convince you
You might make most of them believe you, but not me
I have got your number
I’m on you like a shadow, I follow your every lie
It ain’t me that’s catching your disease
Uh-huh, your eyes are saying something
Your mouth is saying another thing
You think you’re going to cut me down to size?
Ah, ah cos I’m in the middle of your little enterprise
Chorus
She’s all that, she’s all that it takes to convict you
She’s all that, she’s all that it takes to convince you
That she’s all that
All eyes are buying into you and your disguise
And you can paralyse every guy you see
You’re good but there ain’t no flies on me
You should know by now that there ain’t no guarantees
Uh-huh, using up your time
Walking on a thin line thinking that you’re gonna get across
Ah ah, cos I’m gonna party when they nail you to the cross
You’re gonna get it when you don’t see it coming
You’re gonna get it baby….
Destroy All Monsters
You broke my heart into a thousand pieces
And to skin you alive, oh that would be so easy
Cos how am I to survive in a world where you’re still alive?
When you should be…
Chorus
Destroyed, choked out, your infection should be destroyed
(Clap) put it on black, (black) cover your tracks
(Track) pussy in the sack and all that
(Crap) piggy in shit (shack) pick a new kick
(Cat) wallow in a pit and that’s it
(Tack) taking no time (time) put ‘em in a line
Is it bigger than mine?
3-6-9 she looked so fine
She’s gonna make a monkey of you
It’s just a matter of time
Chorus
Destroyed, choked out, your infection should be destroyed
(Clap) put it on red, (mad) you’re fucked in the head
(back) busy in a bed, and I said…
(Jack) pretty in pink (pink) your shit don’t stink
(Think) I think you wanna blink, and that’s it
(That) you’re covered in ticks
(Tack) lickety split and you’re making me sick
Come on your face, your place or mine?
So is it just a matter of taste or just a matter of time?
Chorus
Destroyed, choked out, your infection should be destroyed
Oh Bonita
We met in Houston
We got to talking
Then pretty soon she let my fingers do the walkin’ baby
Oh Bonita
First it was once a week
Then every weekend
And now she’s telling me she wants to be my girlfriend
Oh Bonita
Chorus
You’re beautiful, you’re beautiful,
But the world is full of beautiful girls
You’re beautiful, you’re beautiful,
But there’s beautiful girls all over the world
You’re beautiful, and I don’t mean to be personal
Ah ah ah ah Bonita
She left her number and then her toothpaste
And then she turned up at the front door with a suitcase
Oh Bonita
I had to let her in cos it was raining
I told her maybe need a thing or two explaining
Oh Bonita
Chorus
You’re beautiful, you’re beautiful,
But the world is full of beautiful girls
They’re beautiful, you’re beautiful,
But there’s beautiful girls all over the world
You’re beautiful, and I don’t mean to be personal
Ah ah ah ah Bonita
I had to tell her that the reason why I didn’t want her come round to stay
I made her coffee then I made her cry
Then we said goodbye
We made up anyway
And for a day or two I guess I missed her
And then I saw her at the station with her sister
Oh Bonita
And now we’re off together
In my imaginary
I thought it better that I keep it in the family
Oh Bonita
Chorus
You’re beautiful, you’re beautiful,
But the world is full of beautiful girls
You’re beautiful, you’re beautiful,
But there’s beautiful girls all over the world
You’re beautiful, and I don’t mean to be personal
Ah ah ah ah Bonita
