1. |
Intro
00:32
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2. |
Anthem of the Apes
00:35
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3. |
Dark Ages
02:24
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lyrics: Tony Myers
Today we live in darkness
There is no day, it's always night
Don't lift your eyes
For there is no sky
In a world full of violence
It's a matter of live or die
For every man's soul
Is as black as the sky
In our cages, we're living in dark ages
We're a bunch of savages and our minds are our mazes
The world is full of chaos
The world is full of sadness
The world is full of killing
The world is full of madness
You think you are safe
When you stay inside
But from evil, you cannot hide
In our cages, we're living in dark ages
We're a bunch of savages and our minds are our mazes
Through our cages, we're looking at dark ages
We're a bunch of savages and our minds are our mazes
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4. |
Toxic Nightmare
01:51
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lyrics: Marc Hansen
Scum, bile, crud and phlegm
These are my food groups, I feed off of them
Rotting corpses are my friends
Their faces are decomposed because they are dead
It's a toxic nightmare
Toxin, toxin, toxin, toxin
I'm a giant boil about to erupt and
When I explode, pus will flow
It's radioactive, everything will glow
Hallucinations make it hard to maintain
I'm a toxic nightmare, it's festerin' through my brain
It's a toxic nightmare
It's a toxic nightmare
Toxin, toxin, toxin, toxin
Toxin, toxin, toxin, toxin
I'm a giant boil about to erupt
Scum, bile, crud and phlegm
These are my food groups, I feed off of them
Rotting corpses are my friends
Their faces are decomposed because they are dead
It's a toxic nightmare
It's a toxic nightmare
Toxin, toxin, toxin, toxin
Toxin, toxin, toxin, toxin
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5. |
Maggots
01:52
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lyrics: Marc Hansen
Maggot, maggot, get out of my mind
My love for you is way out of line
Better run, maggot
You're much too young
Maggot
Maggots, maggots, burrowin' in my skull
Slimy maggot maniacs munchin' on my bones
Wish they'd dine elsewhere, I'm being devoured
Maggots crawlin' everywhere; maggot, maggot, burn in Hell
Maggot, maggot, get out of my mind
My love for you is way out of line
Better run, maggot
You're much too young, maggot
Maggots, maggots, burrowin' in my skull
Slimy maggot maniacs munchin' on my bones
Wish they'd dine elsewhere, I'm being devoured
Maggots crawlin' everywhere; maggot, maggot, burn in Hell
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6. |
Becoming the Prey
02:08
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Becoming the prey of entrancing state
Your mind is becoming a portal
Falling into an open space of evil
Mongrels are thrashing flesh to bleeding shreds
Parasites infect the insides of decapitated heads
Spectres of a higher mind become the new creators
But you, my friend, are dead...
And still dying
Becoming the prey of pagan worship
Your death-life is nearing an end
Captors are exchanging you for new evils
Maggots are the saviors, they clear the land
Lords of this abyss rule the new nation by the hand
Wailing, fiendish bards play ritualistic songs
In the hourglass of time, you are but a grain of sand
Creation of a better Hell
Totalitarian leaders dwell
In this pit of putrid smells
We need more
Time is the thing that you don't need
For every moment is an evil deed
Upon your entire plebian creed
We can't get
Out of the gates some have strayed
And come back forlorn and frayed
To shreds of entrails and decayed
There must be
More objects don't help at all
The more you own, the more you fall
Prey to theft and the joy of vandals
Unless you have power
You should expect no respect as you fall into this plane
Feeling empty-souled is the meaning of this villainous reign
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7. |
Interlude No. 1
00:41
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8. |
H.B.I.
02:41
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9. |
Your Left Tit
01:23
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lyrics: Billy Rotten
Oh girl, you're gonna have a fit
When you realise, I'm after your left tit
Grab you by the nipple, watch you kick and yell
Hack off your left tit and send you on to Hell
I'm not a mean person, I just have strange tastes
After your left tit is truly mine, I'm gonna rape your face
Grab you by the nipple, watch you kick and yell
Hack off your left tit and send you on to Hell
Grab you by the nipple, watch you kick and yell
Hack off your left tit and send you on to Hell
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10. |
Ode to Butch
00:44
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11. |
Manual Dissection
04:49
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lyrics: Danny Insanity
Sink my teeth into your flesh, I love to taste your blood
Ram my fist into your skull, I love to wallow in your pus
When I lose control, you'll feel my wrath
Spill your blood into the tub and take a bath
I'll kill you with my bare hands
You're a goddamned dead man
Vivisection treat, gnawin' on your meat
Manual Dissection
Hands-on job, I tear you apart piece by fuckin' piece
Later on I'm gonna bake your corpse and begin the feast
You're gonna die, so do not try to run
Gonna fondle your guts and have a little fun
I'll kill you with my bare hands
You're a goddamned dead man
Diabolic feast, eatin' the deceased
Manual Dissection
Drench my hands in your oozin' blood, it's a ritual to me
Strip down to my underwears and roll all over your dead body
You're gonna die, so do not try to run
Gonna fondle your guts and have a little fun
I'll kill you with my bare hands
You're a goddamned dead man
Diabolic feast, eatin' the deceased
Manual Dissection
Drench my hands in your oozin' blood, it's a ritual to me
Strip down to my underwears and roll all over your dead body
You're gonna die, so do not try to run
Gonna fondle your guts and have a little fun
I'll kill you with my bare hands
You're a goddamned dead man
Diabolic feast, eatin' the deceased
Manual Dissection
Drench my hands in your oozin' blood, it's a ritual to me
Strip down to my underwears and roll all over your dead body
You're gonna die, so do not try to run
Gonna fondle your guts and have a little fun
I'll kill you with my bare hands
You're a goddamned dead man
Diabolic feast, eatin' the deceased
Manual Dissection
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12. |
Interlude No. 2
00:22
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13. |
Goodnight
02:40
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"Goodnight"
They've taken me to the scaffold
In the middle of the night
Forsake my sleep, invade my home
To kill my sacred life
Forced to bow upon the planks of bloody, rotten wood
Place my head with neck exposed to the blade above
No last request, no final prayer
No mercy for my soul
One takes the knife and cuts the rope
That has my life in hold
Forced to bow upon the planks of bloody, rotten wood
Place my head with neck exposed to the blade above
The weight of the blade is less than enough
My throat exposed, the blood flows free
My head hangs limp -- the pain
The blade itself is too dull to cut
A trim of life cut from the top
My soul is free again
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14. |
Franklin's Addiction
02:29
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"Franklin's Addiction"
lyrics: Billy Rotten
Feel a chill run down my spine as my bowels explode with beans
Part my legs, let out a scream and let 'er rip -- know what I mean?
Knew those beans would be trouble, I knew those beans would stink
People who walk past me look at me like I'm a rat-fink
It may not smell the best, it may not sound that good
But if you liked beans like I do, it sure as Hell would
I love to eat those tasty beans, they make me fart all night
Lift my leg and pass some gas and then I feel alright
Beans, beans, more fuckin' beans, I'll eat them 'til I fall
Beans, beans, beans, more fuckin' beans, I'll fuckin' eat them all
It may not smell the best, it may not sound that good
But if you liked beans like I do, it sure as Hell would
Feel a chill run down my spine as my bowels explode with beans
Part my legs, let out a scream and let 'er rip -- know what I mean?
Knew those beans would be trouble, I knew those beans would stink
People who walk past me look at me like I'm a rat-fink
It may not smell the best, it may not sound that good
But if you liked beans like I do, it sure as Hell would
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15. |
I Want to Grow a Girl
01:34
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lyrics, music: Brian Damage
I want to grow a girl right in my own backyard
Just take some body parts, it shouldn't be too hard
And if she sprouts up being a bitch then I'll take her apart and plant her again
If she sprouts up being a bitch then I'll take her apart and plant her again
I want to grow a girl under the harvest moon
Outside of my bedroom, she'll be beautiful through and through
And if she sprouts up being a bitch then I'll take her apart and plant her again
If she sprouts up being a bitch then I'll take her apart and plant her again
I want to grow a girl right in my own backyard
Just take some body parts, it shouldn't be too hard
And if she sprouts up being a bitch then I'll take her apart and plant her again
If she sprouts up being a bitch then I'll take her apart and plant her again
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16. |
Down by Dawn
02:29
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17. |
Mr. Manson
02:10
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lyrics: Brian Damage
Charlie and the family
Screwed beyond reality
High on drugs, low on life
Out to rule the world
Helter Skelter in your brain
You are sick, but you fell no pain
Gotta kill, gotta kill, gotta kill
No brains
Charlie and the family
Are damned for all eternity
By T.V., books and media
Recorded dementia
Charlie's ass is now in jail
Forget it, man, there ain't no bail
To release him as he yells
"I didn't do it!"
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18. |
Interlude No. 3
00:30
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19. |
I Got a Problem
01:42
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I got a problem
And it's named you
You got a problem
I'm runnin' you straight through
I got a surprise waiting in store for you
I got a problem
And it's named you
Get out of my face
And my life too
I got a surprise waiting in store for you
I got a problem
And it's named you
What would the fine be
For killing you
I got a surprise waiting in store for you
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20. |
Show Me
04:31
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Won't you show me war
Won't you show me hate
Won't you show me holocaust
Won't you show me bombs
Won't you show me fallout
Won't you show me nuclear winter
You say these things will come
You say the fear has just begun
But I've never seen these things in my life
You say I should anticipate
These acts of fear, these acts of hate
But what good is it to worry all my life?
Won't you show me death
Won't you show me life
Won't you show me care for them both
Won't you show me Christ
Won't you show me Hell
Won't you show me the afterlife
You say these things will come
You say the fear has just begun
But I've never seen these things in my life
You say I should anticipate
These acts of fear, these acts of hate
But what good is it to worry all my life?
Won't you show me cancer
Won't you show me AIDS
Won't you show me terminal disease
Won't you show me paralysis
Won't you show me insanity
Won't you show me on what fear feeds
You say these things will come
You say the fear has just begun
But I've never seen these things in my life
You say I should anticipate
These acts of fear, these acts of hate
But what good is it to worry all my life?
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21. |
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22. |
Beat a Dead Baby
02:07
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lyrics: Billy Rotten
Beat a dead baby, mash it to a pulp
Stomp a mudhole in it's ass and burn it up
Beat a dead baby, grind it into sand
Throw it in some water and have some Kool-Aid, man
Beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it, beat a dead baby
Beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it
Beat a dead baby that died of crib death
Play tetherball with it and see who beats it best
Beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it, beat a dead baby
Beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it
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23. |
Cat in My Pants
01:48
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lyrics: Billy Rotten
There's a cat in my pants
And I beat him with a stick
I beat him very hard, now
And he thrashes my dick
Raise up the stick
And bring it down once more
The cat, it claws my flesh
I find pleasure in this gore
Cat in my pants
I broke it's fuckin' ribs
I lift my shirt
And it looks like shit
Raise up the stick
And bring it down once more
The cat, it claws my flesh
I find pleasure in this gore
Raise up the stick
And bring it down once more
The cat, it claws my flesh
I find pleasure in this gore
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24. |
On the Move
05:52
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25. |
Behind Closed Doors
04:40
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The ritual has begun again
Back behind closed doors
The star of the show can't handle the flow
He's gotta be redrugged again
The shot in his arm is infectious
But what could be worse?
A show that bombs—no remorse
Parting his brain bit by bit
To get the song just right
It's necessary
The music is too fast tonight
But they don't know
Stick around to see the end
And you'll see a slice of irony
His fate lies in eager awareness
Of his dying day
The shot in his arm is infectious
But what could be worse?
A show that bombs—no remorse
Stick around to see the end
And you'll see a slice of irony
His fate lies in eager awareness
Of his dying day
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26. |
Interlude No. 4
00:43
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27. |
Drawn and Quartered
00:56
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Criminal accused of a crime
Barbaric state, medieval time
Trapped in my cell, just waiting for the chime
Which sounds the last minute before I'm drawn and quartered
Come to my cell as the bell tolls
Come to take me of my soul
Get a good grip on me, strap on the blindfold
Rush me through the crowd to where I'm to be drawn and quartered
I struggle, but to no avail
Tied to the horses, I'm suspended in the air
Incise the base of each limb without much care
And lash each horse at the same moment so I'm drawn and quartered
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28. |
Industrial Crematorium
06:12
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Demagogue takes your home, takes it away
You fester in the ghettos before you are slain
Bring in the cattle trucks—it is time
Haul them bastards in—time to fry
Throw their emaciated bodies into the fire
Smell their flesh burn—my desire
Fall to double-cross, don't question authority
When you're driven again from familiar streets
Bring in the cattle trucks—it is time
Haul them bastards in—time to fry
Throw their emaciated bodies into the fire
Smell their flesh burn—my desire
Don't worry about a thing, we're just finding you a place to stay
Far from Russian invasion, far from all the pain
Bring in the cattle trucks—it is time
Haul them bastards in—time to fry
Throw their emaciated bodies into the fire
Smell their flesh burn—my desire
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29. |
Interlude No. 5
00:21
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30. |
Are Ya Proud?
01:19
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31. |
The Quiet Room
01:47
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lyrics: Danny Insanity
Stuck between reality and my own mentality
Torn between love and hate, death will come and I can't wait
They lock me up behind this door to make sure I don't kill no more
Straight jacket restraining me, padded walls detaining me
There's no escape from the quiet room
That's where I'll meet my doom
They'll send me to the chair, but I don't care
There's no escape from the quiet room
That's where I'll meet my doom
They'll send me to the chair, but I don't care
There's no escape from the quiet room
That's where I'll meet my doom
They'll send me to the chair, but I don't care
There's no escape from the quiet room
That's where I'll meet my doom
They'll send me to the chair, but I don't care
They'll send me to the chair, but I don't care
Stuck between reality and my own mentality
Torn between love and hate, death will come and I can't wait
They tell me that my mind's not well, so they put me in this padded cell
I get more and more insane each day as my mind and body waste away
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32. |
Atrocity
03:38
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33. |
Bump in the Night
04:07
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It's time to go to bed, say goodnight
Slip under the sheets, turn out the light
Don't think evil thoughts, they'll stick in your mind
Corpses, wraiths, skulls, numina take advantage of this time
Keep still in your bed; if you move, you'll end up dead
You're gonna be wasted
Those mysterious sounds, the spirits are aroused
You're gonna lose your face
We're those things that go bump in the night
In the dark
We're those things that go bump in the night
It's time to go to bed, say goodnight
Slip under the sheets, turn out the light
Don't think evil thoughts, they'll stick in your mind
Corpses, wraiths, skulls, numina take advantage of this time
Keep still in your bed; if you move, you'll turn up dead
You're gonna be wasted
Those mysterious sounds, the spirits are aroused
You're gonna lose your face
Your face
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34. |
My Jeans
02:30
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"My Jeans"
Came into my room as usually
One look into the closet nearly killed me
My best pair of old, ragged jeans I could not see
One name to fit the culprit was all that came to me
Mother, why did you scrap my jeans?
You know when I get on stage they'd look real mean
So the holes and the skin-tight look are pretty obscene
Mother, why did you scrap my jeans?
So the extremes that I took were pretty stupid
But hiding my jeans in a big, black gig-bag was my only idea
And keep in mind who burns the trash at night
I don't think a big, black gig-bag could escape my sight
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35. |
Pain Teasers
03:53
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36. |
Reagan in Blood
00:43
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37. |
Song X
02:53
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38. |
Dark Ages
02:25
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lyrics: Tony Myers
Today we live in darkness
There is no day, it's always night
Don't lift your eyes
For there is no sky
In a world full of violence
It's a matter of live or die
For every man's soul
Is as black as the sky
In our cages, we're living in dark ages
We're a bunch of savages and our minds are our mazes
The world is full of chaos
The world is full of sadness
The world is full of killing
The world is full of madness
You think you are safe
When you stay inside
But from evil, you cannot hide
In our cages, we're living in dark ages
We're a bunch of savages and our minds are our mazes
Through our cages, we're looking at dark ages
We're a bunch of savages and our minds are our mazes
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39. |
Interlude Y
01:08
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40. |
Toxic Nightmare
01:53
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lyrics: Marc Hansen
Scum, bile, crud and phlegm
These are my food groups, I feed off of them
Rotting corpses are my friends
Their faces are decomposed because they are dead
It's a toxic nightmare
Toxin, toxin, toxin, toxin
I'm a giant boil about to erupt and
When I explode, pus will flow
It's radioactive, everything will glow
Hallucinations make it hard to maintain
I'm a toxic nightmare, it's festerin' through my brain
It's a toxic nightmare
It's a toxic nightmare
Toxin, toxin, toxin, toxin
Toxin, toxin, toxin, toxin
I'm a giant boil about to erupt
Scum, bile, crud and phlegm
These are my food groups, I feed off of them
Rotting corpses are my friends
Their faces are decomposed because they are dead
It's a toxic nightmare
It's a toxic nightmare
Toxin, toxin, toxin, toxin
Toxin, toxin, toxin, toxin
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41. |
I Want to Grow a Girl
01:33
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lyrics, music: Brian Damage, Sambone
I want to grow a girl right in my own backyard
Just take some body parts, it shouldn't be too hard
And if she sprouts up being a bitch then I'll take her apart and plant her again
If she sprouts up being a bitch then I'll take her apart and plant her again
I want to grow a girl under the harvest moon
Outside of my bedroom, she'll be beautiful through and through
And if she sprouts up being a bitch then I'll take her apart and plant her again
If she sprouts up being a bitch then I'll take her apart and plant her again
I want to grow a girl right in my own backyard
Just take some body parts, it shouldn't be too hard
And if she sprouts up being a bitch then I'll take her apart and plant her again
If she sprouts up being a bitch then I'll take her apart and plant her again
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42. |
King's Court
01:10
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43. |
I Got a Problem
01:45
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I got a problem
And it's named you
You got a problem
I'm runnin' you straight through
I got a surprise waiting in store for you
I got a problem
And it's named you
Get out of my face
And my life too
I got a surprise waiting in store for you
I got a problem
And it's named you
What would the fine be
For killing you
I got a surprise waiting in store for you
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44. |
Interlude Z
01:12
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45. |
Another Day
06:07
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Don't you ask how I am—I'm fine
Just walking around 'til I die
Nothing left to die but stay high
Nothing stirs around me but time
But time
[unintelligible verse]
[unintelligible]...going insane
[unintelligible]...yesterday
Tell me: Am I sane?
Isn't it the same
As yesterday?
Don't pick up the phone, I'm on line
[unintelligible line]
All I do is complain all the time
Nothing better to do
Tell me: Am I sane?
Isn't it the same
As yesterday?
Isn't it the same
As yesterday,
But another day?
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46. |
[unintelligible]
01:18
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