1. |
We Are L.K.
02:30
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So many people, they’re playing in bands,
They’re singing their lyrics but they don’t understand,
They hit those chords with their nail polished hands,
They prance on stage with their punk romance
When we bust down the gleaming doors
Our signal pumping right through the floor
We’ll rock your back bone until it’s straight
We’ll pound you senseless, til you take the bait
I don’t know, who the fuck wants in
But we’ll keep fighting all the mortal sin
With each and everyone in this troop
Now I’ll tell you the names of my raging group!
Thad and Oscar on guitars
Joe McMahon, he hits em hard
Olly Coyne, he shreds them strings
We are Lawful Killing, and we’re fucking everything!
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2. |
Coin Toss
01:48
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You open up your shops, Yes I know your type.
Leeches flock around and I don’t know why
You pedal the metal, that shiny reward
The people none the wiser now their wallets ain’t full.
Coin toss
Your loss
Smashing on the buttons til you light up your fruit
Stashing up the cash til you lose all your loot
Flooding onto pavements for your fag butt fix
The owner robbing you with the smack of his lips.
Coin Toss
Your loss
You’ve been around forever, yes I know your kind.
Money wasting people while you waste their lives.
I’ll pedal some metal right into your shop,
So I’ll be the one laughing when the coin is next tossed.
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3. |
Conscripted Corporate
01:25
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Take a step left, take a step right
Marching on the wheel of commercial foresight
You get off on the treadmill, your daily release
Is to march until cum upon the beginning of next week
Conscripted corporate tell me how
Help me find that gold cash cow
Conscripted corporate sign me on
Off shore accounts get me frothing at the mouth
The city is my playground as I stomp upon my ground
Moderate risk investments is not how I like to play
My advice, roll the dice while I slam so more cocaine.
Conscripted corporate tell me how
Help me find that gold cash cow
Conscripted corporate sign me on
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4. |
Magic Grandpa
01:38
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Magic grandpa, tell me who you really are
White hair, brown suit
Cold stare, clumpy shoes
Are you the one to choose?
Will this generation lose?
Are you the one to choose?
Grandpa are you mad?
A rotten fruit that's just gone bad
Are you supposed to be the saviour?
Well this ain't the right behaviour.
So go and do us all a favour,
Kick the bucket sooner than later.
The country was at its knees.
Took a backseat conveniently
The revolution will go on
Protect us from the liberal cons
Eradicate Zion
Leader you're the only one
The damage is already done.
Magic grandpa, I know who you really are
White hair, brown suit
Cold stare, clumpy shoes
Are you the one to choose
Will this generation lose?
And there's nothing you can do
There is no one to choose
Until someone gets a clue.
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5. |
Local Heroes
01:45
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6. |
The War That Never Ends
01:50
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Fighting the fight, the good fight for sure
Their eternal destruction is the only cure
A crater in the desert where the enemy once lay
To unite our country, this is the only way.
To banish our country from the pages of time
Is their solution to the occupation crime.
If you're so obsessed with virulent threats
Then I think the only sentence is a nuclear death.
Perish in the flames, perish in the fire
Only your deletion will quench my desire
Parables of battles of brothers in soil
A tale for the tyrants to basque in their oil
If you're so obsessed from the armchair of the West
Then the time has come...
The war that never ends.
Over and over again
Time and time again
Until humanity's end
The war will never cease
The Middle of the East
The war that never ends
It will only happen again...
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7. |
Lunchtime Grind
02:51
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Moving up the line to receive my prize
Mashing all the work for the lunchtime grind
Back on my back with lavish designs
Cheddar cheese and pickle, it's feeding time.
Fill up the tank with overpriced wank
Today has me laughing all the way to the bank
Over and over when will this end?
Force fed my own cravings on a daily spend.
Food is here for eating and eating is what I'll do
I'm sick of all these meal times with no food in front of you.
Why'd you make us feel like we're all such greedy pigs?
I've had it, let's have it, I'll chew you down in bits.
Too big for my stomach, are my eyes
I'll let you be the judge of my plate size
Too much to trifle, I may be sick
Clearing my plate just a bit too quick
Stuff your healthy eating and all your pointless trends
If I die from heart attack, it's worth it in the end.
Lunchtime grind.
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8. |
Cheap Holiday
01:58
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The foreigners they come in breach of the line,
eroding the boarders built up over time.
If it's a problem for one then it's a problem for two,
and for those who don't agree then the problem is you
Get the fuck out of here.
It's not an irrational fear.
If it gives me the right,
I'll go where I like,
I'll take my leave without a fight.
It's time for a cheap holiday
Am I in a world where no one cares?
Where human rights is a murderer's defence?
Well if that's the case then there's nothing more to say,
I think it's time for a cheap holiday.
Where the sun,
is always shining.
And the people,
they're always providing.
Where I can go to relax, cuz I pay my tax, it's paradise here and that's a fact.
It's a lot how home used to be, it's better over here or is it me?
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9. |
Expunge
01:28
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Give me a reason
a Reason to ask why
What am I doing here?
When nothing with me is right
I need a shot to my head
To stop the plague that has spread
I need a shot to my head
Straight in my brain so I won't be dead
Nothing is good enough
The reasons don't make sense
Imbalance strung and now I'm hung
Think of me in the past tense
Program set to burst
The wires are split from the seams
Logic is dead
I won't wake up from this dream
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10. |
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Itch on my finger, I'll give you hell
Bigger than me but that's just as well
So when you fall face down in the dirt
You'll think of life from death to birth
Shoot to kill, and ask the questions later
Shoot to kill, the targets marked in "black and white"
Shoot to kill, don't keep your eye on the job
Shoot to kill
We already know who committed the crime
They'll shout in protest but it ain't my time
I'll just sit back and kick up my feet
The next dead man waits on the street
Something to get me out,
Out of this place
Everyone knows but they don't give a shit
They'll sit there and poke, it's all just a joke but we are the ones who are left
If you want it...
Sever the ties, remove the haze from my eyes, petrified oh your petrified
Claiming what's mine from bitter hands of those who'll dine, petrified oh your petrified.
Tokens of blood for you to feast
I don't wanna see, i don't wanna see your faces, out on the street
You think we just take well I hope for your sake you've made your peace with the dead
Cuz if you haven't...
No longer alive, but if she saw whats inside, petrified oh your petrified
Within my mind I've stopped that thought 1000 times: I wish you'd died oh I wish... you'd died.
But instead
You're petrified
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11. |
All Of It
02:25
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Shed the skin off of your kind
So we can see what's underneath your rugged hide
Paralysed are your true ties
Won't move into the line of sight
The mark
Of death
The horror
Under the bed
A Nazi red banner of hate is looming
Over our heads
If we don't fight back we will be losing
All of it
At least the ones in boots showed they meant it
A new set of shoes won't prevent it
Cranium smashed just to prove it
Rushing from your ear now you lose it.
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12. |
I Like The Sea
01:45
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Sand and stones and lemonade
English waves, extremely tame
Fold out chairs are kinda nifty
Make sure you rub that factor fifty
I like the sea
I like the sea
Good old fashioned beach party
I like the sea
I like the sea
You can't take it away from me
I like the sea!
I like it when it's really hot
I'll burn until I peel a lot
Paddling is for fucking pussies
Freezing cold water is where I'm cushdy
The sound of a sticky arcade
Where I throw away all my change
There's sand in my shoes and I dunno why
When I'm in the car on the M25
I'm just telling you I like the sea
And you can't take that away from me
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13. |
Killjoy
00:59
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Is there any life left in you?
Every time you just say "don't do"
Dressing loud, I think its compensation,
for an underfunded charisma situation
You're a fucking Killjoy
Drunk on leather flouncing round
So you can wank off in your crowd
Over spikes and lack of talent
Just jealous of the things you haven't
You're a fucking Killjoy
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14. |
Just Another (L.K.)
02:48
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Suspicion aroused
We better go on down
They come on strong
A couple of vans along
Criminal minds
Outsmart us not this time
On the Run
I guess we better not jump the gun
Just another
Another face on the TV
Just another
Another Met Police controversy
Goes to court
Investigation report
A fed runs a muck
Well look at his luck
Judge decrees
A lawful killing on duty
Spit in the face of all that is just
But never mind, its not a fuss
Just another
Another face on the TV
Just another
Another Met Police controversy
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15. |
Can't Win
01:28
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The right is left and the left is right
So if you want a place then just pick your side
Pick your poison to spew your mind
Bite your nose to spill your insides
Believe in the people, they don't know shit
Believe in me, I'm just a hypocrite
Believe in the system to get you in
Even then, you still can't win
You'll say no idols while behind your back
Your martyrs are perched ready for attack
Fuck you commie, you prey on the weak
Lack minded fools is what the fascists seek
Believe in the people, they don't know shit
Believe in me, I'm just a hypocrite
Believe in the system to get you in
Even then, you still can't win
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