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Tracklist
1. Don't Fuck With Me 2. Eres Mi Tumba? 3. D.F.I (Die Fucking Ignorants) 4. Nike Air Style 5. Beers Not Bombs 6. Visions Of War 7. World Of Shit 8. Misanthropic 9. I Will Never Write A Song About You 10. Humanity Sucks 11. War Story 12. Our Way 13. Weak Mind  the lyrics |
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1.DON'T FUCK WITH ME
Please, don't criticize me
'Cos I became vegetarian
Don't think it's just a fashion
All is clear in my brain
I know I've eaten wagons of meat
And I've no fucking regrets
I know I was the first one to criticize this
But it's shit from my past
I've done so many things I regret
Don't fuck with me with your opinion
You don't even fucking understand
2.ERES MI TUMBA?
Mis ojos allanzados por la luz
Mis sienes agredidas por los gritos
Mi cuello atravesado por picas
Y este hombre que agiota esse pano frente ame
Eres mi tumba ? Yo quiero salir de este infierno !
No se que hacer, quizas matarlo
Mi espiritu se alterna, mi patas estan bajas
Toda esta sangre que pierdo en la arena caliente
Y esta anguila que no puedo tocar
Eres mi tumba ? Yo quiero salir de este infierno !
Yo quiere que todos este cine seacabe
El hombre me asesta un terrible ultimo golpe
Y por fin yo muerdo el polvo
Ho olvidado que no sufrir mas era alegria
3.D.F.I (DIE FUCKING IGNORANTS)
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4.NIKE AIR STYLE
‘C’Mon in the pit with your pretty shoes
Your sports wear seems like a sun
Please me with your wet muscles
And dance with your fucking Nike air
You are the very best on the dance floor
I think you must thank your Nike air
Oh! I’ve forgot your pretty sports wear
And for sure yours fucking muscles
5.BEERS NOT BOMBS
It's better to drink million of beers
Than to drop million of bombs
Exterminating fucking bottle
I don't exterminate innocente people
The only bomb I can drop
Is the booze I drop in my brain
Many bastards make genocide
About me, I make brews genocide
Just play loud and fucking drink
Not Bombs!
Booze in myself, and beers in my throat
Not Bombs!
My pockets full of cans of beers
Not Bombs!
Don't kill poors or scapegoat children
Just drink!
6.VISIONS OF WAR
Bombs explode in the streets
Dead children under the ruins
Visions of war
Visions of war
Bombs explode in the streets
Dead bodies crushed by the stones
Visions of war
Visions of war
7.WORLD OF SHIT
World of shit!
When I see all those people who delight in it
Watching horrors on CBs news, I’m sick of it all!
All those wars for a fucking piece of land
All around citizens who starve to death
And this bad grub on the display shelf
I need to believe it’s the better world
But I guess it’s everymen for themselves
All go down the drain, what’ll happen next?
8.MISANTHROPIC
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9.I WILL NEVER WRITE A SONG ABOUT YOU
I hate you !!!
10.HUMANITY SUCKS
I'm green monster and I come to you
Here on earth for your pain
Gonna rape females from this planet
And gonna rip all males who'll stand on my way
All this drunkard and drug addicted youth
Flies me off the handle
And I won't have any regrets
To reduce this trash to noting
11.WAR STORY
A bombs rain follows a pushed button
Destroying cities and killing children
Always innocents keep on suffering
And the same pigs who grow rich
It's just a war story (x4)
All this gore, all this fucking carnage
It's the real face of the human greed
It's just a war story (x4)
12.OUR WAY
A lot of people judge from appearances
"He's like that" or "he's not like that"
A lot of people believe in a competition
Who look us down because of rotten T-shirts
AH! AH! AH! I've got my life and I fuck all of you
Only one thing to say : forget punk-rock
Let's drink and fuck !!
Fuck You !!!
13.WEAK MIND
I’m from this shitty scene, I promote gigs
I look my face in the mirror and I wanna fuck myself
Wasting my life gossiping and inventing stuff
Saying bullshit and spreading false truth
And it’s so good (x2)
I’m proud to be a weak mind
I come from the hard side of town
My hardcore is better than yours
I love gossips, again and again
Sometimes I play in many bands and take notes
I hear shits about other bands and swallow it all
My friends compare me to god and I think they’re rights
After all, I’m the hardcore king and I do what I want
I’m proud to be a weak mind
I come from the hard side of town
My hardcore is better than yours
I love gossips, again and again
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