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.###############. ########. ####### .#############$2. .4###############.
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ALBUM LISTINGS / LYRICS / SONG TITLES
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## SNOG - Lies Inc. 1993 #####################################################
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1. Spermy Man (5.21) 98.688 BPM
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In my house there ain't nothing wrong
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so just you tell me what's going on
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in the hall the insects breathe in
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while the walls are caving in
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this house stinks it really stinks...
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craters are forming at the bottom of the stair
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shadows lurk where there's nobody there
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what you doing sleazing again
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what the hell you doing hanging 'round
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this house stinks it really stinks...
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2. Corporate Slave (5.32) 130.560 BPM
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the winds will blow
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the profits go down
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i'm out of work
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my daughter will drown
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there's stree in my heart
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blood on your hands
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pushing up hill
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against the company man
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well i'm just a hard working corporate slave
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my mind should hate what my body does crave
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well i'm just a humble corporate slave
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driving myself into a corporate grave
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it's raining
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in corporate heaven
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all the coffers are a singing
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3. Shop (3.00) 124.294 BPM
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we've got to find what we've got to find
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we've got to hide what we've got to hide
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we're going to shop 'till we drop
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we're going to shop 'till we drop
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when the bargain bins full of useless things
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turn and bring our world down
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we're going to shop 'till we drop
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we're going to shop 'till we drop
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we've got to earn what we've got to burn
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we've got to hurt what we've got to hurt
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we're going to shop 'till we drop
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we're going to shop 'till we drop
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when the priests and the kinds and the business men
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all stop holding hands
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we're going to shop 'till we drop
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we're going to shop 'till we drop
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when father christmas and the kray twins
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burn all the wedding rings
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we're going to shop 'till we drop
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we're going to shop 'till we drop
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4. Born To Be Mild (3.15) 127.120 BPM
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my life consecrated by the vogue year book
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my style dictated by rick astley look
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i drive a car but i can't read a book
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i don't eat meat except a little bit of chook
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born to be mild
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like the first suburban child
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born to be king
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of the really boring things
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My heart controlled by the share outlook
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my veins a veins a pumping with the cash i took
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can't affort the credit i book
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out apon[sp.] the damage i look
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born to be mild
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like the first mcdonalds child
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born to be king
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of the really empty things
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my life consecrated by the vogue year book
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my style dictated by rick astley look
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i drive a car but i can't read a book
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i don't eat meat but a little bit of chook
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born to be mild
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like the first msreagan child
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born to be king
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of that overfed empty grin
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my heart controlled by the share outlook
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my veins a veins a pumping with the cash i took
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can't afford the credit i book
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out apon[sp.] the damage i look
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born to be mild
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like the first freemarket child
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born to be king
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of the endless buying binge
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my times reflected by pills i took
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my comfort created by the conscience i shook
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i can't believe the saftey in my tiny little nook
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i won't leave it ever not even for a tiny little look
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5. Hunter (4.01) 120.968 BPM
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satellite towers
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satanic mills
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daytime telly
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endless pills
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the right to judge
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has been jettisoned
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and now
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the damage is done
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are you the hunter
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or are (you) the hunted...
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6. Manufacturing Consent (4.26) 140 BPM
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7. Bank (3.21) 100.199 BPM
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gnashing of teeth
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stamping of feet
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i'm on my way to the bank
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crying in sleep
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and borrowing too deep
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i'm on my way to the bank
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i'm on my way to the bank
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can't you hear me
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i'm on my way to the bank
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don't come near me
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i've got to take a look at
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all of my money
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i'm on my way to the bank
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practising deceit
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suspending belief
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i'm on my way to the bank
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blinded by greed
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we're lying you see
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i'm on my way to the bank
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8. Real Wise Yuppie (3.54) 88 BPM
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i'm a real wise yuppie and i sold my soul got a
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porsche in one hand
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and a pot of gold
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snort bulk coke
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'cause my hearts mighty cold
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look real groovy
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but i'm feeling real old
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i'm a real wise yuppie
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and there ain't nothing left
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wall streets crashed
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it's the bottom of the deck
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times are dark they're gonna get darker yet
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decline and fall of the television set
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there's gold in your eyes dear lord
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can't see out for the dollar signs
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our god he is a dollar bill
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a mound of them buggers is even holier still
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nobody cares about you and me
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it's a corporate rip off monopoly
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9. Control (2.39) 124 BPM
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10. Somatime (2.40) 114 BPM
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11. Make My Day (2.14) 135.136 BPM
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go ahead creep and make my day
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the forces of might are gonna make you pay
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fender to fender with gender bender
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amidst the droves of dregs
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the price of freedom is looking mighty uneasy
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when you're kickin' heads
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i'm your heavenly host
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with the most
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a high class whore that works for the law
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go ahead creep, make my day
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go ahead creep..
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12. Supermarket Dream (6.32) 105 BPM
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13. Love Power (4.58) 93.752 BPM
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14. Flesh (4.27) 140.284 BPM
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15. Corporate Slave (Alpha 66 Remix) (3.23) 130.560 BPM
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16. Shop (U.S.C.W.F. Remix) (5.16) 136.299 BPM
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17. Ridjeck Theme (3.21) 100.489 BPM
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18. Funereal (3.01) 51 BPM
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## SNOG - Dear Valued Customer 1994 ##########################################
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1. Invocation To The Fiscal Demon (1.44) 104 BPM
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2. Dear Valued Customer (4.55) 146.870 BPM
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You'll pray and you'll save
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With one foot in the grave
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You'll sink or you'll swim
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But the bank will always win
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'Cause
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This world spins but not for you
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And all of their lies have become true
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And I see a light, but behind there is the night
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This world spins but not for you
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You'll beg and you'll crawl
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With your back to the wall
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You'll hope and you'll obey
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But it will always end this way
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3. Cliche (4.25) 148 BPM
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On this hollow earth
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In this empty space
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We all dance to a tune
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Played by the master race
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Those faceless money-men
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Yeah, you're probably one of them
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Hear their endless muzak tune
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That plays on and on
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And when the bullshit happy choir
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Greets another grim day
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When the angels swin to our aid
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Well, here comes another cliche
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While we hide from our barren end
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That advertisers pretend
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That the world is as they say
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Well, here comes another cliche
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4. Langley, Virginia (4.30) 152 BPM
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Capitalism's. Invisible. Army.
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And it's fortress of deceit
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These men will burn alive
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But no-one will weep
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And the day that we bomb Langley, Virginia
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All the men in suit'll face their mortal truth
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And the day that we bomb Langley, Virginia
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All the men in ties burn with their normal lies
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In this moment of sweet revenge
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We'll crisp their stinking hearts
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Turn the table on Gehlen's boys
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Obliterate their death dance
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5. Headsand (5.49) 140 BPM
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I will cheat like a politician
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I will lie like the newsman
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I will decieve you, my friend
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However I can
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Bury your head in the sand
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Bury your face in your hands
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I will never understand
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I will never understand
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6. Empires (4.17) 100.510 BPM
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From the cadillac soup-kitchens
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To the impoverished boardrooms
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This orwellian nightmare
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Is now everyman's dream
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Burn the empires down
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Burn the empires down
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Burn the empires down
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There is no heaven
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As we stand in line in your efficiency drive
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A voice from the checkout screams
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That this orwellian nightmare
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Is now an everyday scene
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7. Naive Giant (5.14) 122 BPM
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In the United States of Unreality
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The people come second to the property
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The king won't move 'till the order is given
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And your life is spent, well, how you're livin'
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And we live in fear of this naive giant
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And we drown in the ocean of blood he's spilt
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And we cry for the crimes of the naive giant
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But we never know that he never, ever will
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I will give my soul ever so gladly
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To my luscious king and his country
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I will donate my mind for the greater good
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And the earth is filled
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With the people you've killed
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Yeah, this earth is filled
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8. Reigning Terror (7.08) 126 BPM
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From those dark Bolivian skies
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From the grave of Salvador
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I do believe it's reigning terror
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I do believe it's reigning terror
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9. Hey, Christian God (4.40) 105 BPM
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And I hate my family
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And I beg to be free
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An excuse for selling things
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What a joy to be alone
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Away from the buying zone
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But this party'll never die
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'Cause christ you're such a lie
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Hey, christian god get outta my face
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Your holy ghost is a curse on the human race
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I'd like to string you up one more time
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No stupid sacrament, no pissy wine
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10. One Way Ticket To The Womb (4.40) 73.606 BPM
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Maybe you're happy when you're asleep
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Maybe this misery dwells just in me
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But I'd like to share my pain with you
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Yes I'd like to share this pain with you
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I want a one way ticket back to the womb
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I want to rejoin my ancestors, please make it soon
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Maybe your hope is paralyzed
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Maybe your joy anaesthetized
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But the bone of this plane of existance is clear
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Yes the bone will remain 'till we get out of here
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11. Skinhead (2.57) 125 BPM
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National action, national front
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I don't like these little runts
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They're so far right the cops like 'em
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So far wrong we gotta fight'em
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I'd rather be red than dead
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Rather be dead than a skinhead
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This ain't england this is australia
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Don't wanna repeat the thatcher failure
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Brown shirts and bigotry
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Ain't really my cup of tea
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Annihilate. Intimidate. Violate. Liquidate.
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Suffocate. Subjugate. Vegetate. Decimate.
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12. The Illuminati (5.39) 138 BPM
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13. The Yuppie Shall Inherit The Earth (1.44) 49 BPM
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14. Gods And Governments (8.24) 119.246 BPM
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We loathe the darkness that we're breathin'
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We fear the hole that we live in
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There's sadness sodder than can be spoken
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There's emptiness emptier than worth knowing
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We cry with a pain that won't show it's face
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A great sorrow that will never leave this place
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Pray, but don't expect salvation
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The end holds nothing but deflation
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In fear we invent gods and governments
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To hide we invent gods and governments
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Behind lies a truth that's ugly and shallow
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Our lives are a journey confined and narrow
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We're born alone and we die alone
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There are heroes among us, but they're all unsung
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The landscape gives us the best indication
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That the light at the end of the tunnel, is a gateway to nothing
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15. Dear Valued Customer (Reprise) (6.09) 111BPM
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You'll pray and you'll save
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With one foot in the grave
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You'll sink or you'll swim
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But the bank will always win
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'Cause
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This world spins but not for you
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And all of their lies have become true
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ANd I see a light but behind there is the night
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This world spins but not for you
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You'll beg and you'll crawl
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With your back to the wall
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You'll hope and you'll obey
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But it will always end this way
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You'll dream and you'll fail
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You'll struggle to no avail
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We'll cry for your defeat
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For the end you will meet
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16. The Golden Rule (2.08) 75 BPM
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## BLACK LUNG - Silent weapons for quiet wars 1994 ###########################
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## SNOG releases from 89-94 under the DOROBO label.###########################
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1. The Banque Of Worms
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2. Theme from the Black Lung Pt.2
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3. The Trilateral Commision
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4. Prozac Parade
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5. Somatime
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6. Rex 84
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7. Ridjeck Theme
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8. The Battle of Brazil
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9. Supermarket Dream
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10. Everything you know is Wrong
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11. Theme from the Black Lung Pt.1
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12. Death Squad Blues
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13. Meat Hanger
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14. The Bilderberg Group
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