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Cowboy
02:34
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Memories are designed to fade,
Switching from psycho to oblivion,
I tried to drown my evil,
But those buggers managed to swim,
Being omniscient but first,
You must learn how to ride,
Facing the ups and down,
‘Till you can’t overcome the tides.
If you want to break such stalemate,
You will just have to open the gate
Of your own twisted vision,
Dismay and jumpy opinion.
Being omniscient but first,
You must learn how to ride,
Facing the ups and down,
‘Till you can’t overcome the tides.
Throwing your hat up in the air
In a final deadly bow
Doesn’t hide the constant falls
Which only left you with scars now.
Being omniscient but first,
You must learn how to ride,
Facing the ups and down,
‘Till you can’t overcome the tides.
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2. |
Floating Stone
02:33
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I’ve got to tell you about my problem,
But I don’t know what to say again,
Eating an ice cream or whatever,
That’s not a way to be clever,
A floating stone is what I need,
I’ve got to go to a Vulcano,
A floating state is what I need,
I’ve got to drink a Cinzano,
Everybody is feelin' so real,
It’s a thrill upon a hill,
Climbing inside and not feeling sad,
Leaving your daddy inside,
A floating stone is what I need,
I’ve got to go to a Vulcano,
A floating state is what I need,
I’ve got to drink a Cinzano,
Oh, oh oh oh oh ...
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3. |
The Egologist
02:26
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I hear you, repeating you're gonna save the world,
Cos your vegetables are without fertilizers,
On Sunday, like a fucking hunter with his gun,
You terrorized kids with the stinkin’ black smell of your silencer,
Against oil, gas or nuclear power stations,
You only accept the renewable energies,
But one day, in front of your farmhouse, five wind pumps,
Trials, demolition, there is no way to spoil your own county,
Shut your mouth, you’re such a pathetic fake
Shut your mouth trendy lefty, You’re a clown, a tosser
On TV, always an old hippie to bellow,
His moralizing speeches as the only solution,
For the Earth, you think to know the way to follow,
Despite your twaddles, I can’t help wondering what you’ve really done,
Shut your mouth, you’re such a pathetic fake
Shut your mouth trendy lefty, You’re a clown, a tosser
Shut your mouth, you’re such a pathetic fake
Shut your mouth trendy lefty, You’re a clown, a tosser
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4. |
1977
02:21
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In 1977,
A new spirit was born,
It's not a sound from heaven,
It's a sound of move on,
We're punks so fuck you,
Anarchists and trash too,
DIY is my way to live,
In No Future I believe,
Born in the US and England,
Youth had something to say,
Loud guitars and crappy sound,
They didn't know how to play,
We're punks so fuck you,
Anarchists and trash too,
DIY is my way to live,
In No Future I believe,
Green mohawks on their head,
And spikes on their leather,
No, Punks are not dead,
They will live forever.
We're punks so fuck you,
Anarchists and trash too,
DIY is my way to live,
In No Future I believe,
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5. |
In Between
02:43
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Believing or lying,
Obeying or deceiving,
Torn in my pride,
Thorn in my side,
Never undergo your background,
Disorder, and unrest,
Rebellion at its best,
Stand up for your creeds,
Deliver, through your deeds,
In, between!
Bound to clash,
Born to lash,
Cheer on up, just a hiccup,
Seasick on a wave of sands,
Disorder, and unrest,
Rebellion at its best,
Stand up for your creeds,
Deliver, through your deeds,
In, between!
Born and bred,
Crumbling down to shred,
Running in my vein, messing up with my brain,
I haven’t been through that in vain.
Disorder, and unrest,
Rebellion at its best,
Stand up for your creeds,
Deliver, through your deeds,
In, between!
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Counting down crippled bodies
Counting up souls to be saved
From salvation, you’ve only kept the Army
A soul's not the only thing to save
The world may seem way gone
You don't care since with God, we're just one
Practice what you preach
Ready to unleash
A herd of worshippers
Mere leaders with followers
We’re apocalypse preachers
Treading on ashes still warm,
Trading a bible for a home,
Sympathy is only for those faithful,
Turn misery into money,
Nevermind your mission is ready,
Anything goes, since your hands are full.
Practice what you preach
Ready to unleash
A herd of worshippers
Mere leaders with followers
We’re apocalypse preachers
Practice what you preach
Ready to unleash
A herd of worshippers
Mere leaders with followers
We’re apocalypse preachers
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7. |
Mayhem
03:13
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Well of thoughts,
Center of attention,
Reaching a climax,
When I can’t reach it,
Your despair,
Was just my misery,
Tearing us apart,
Until sheer Mayhem,
No fulfillment,
But just resentful,
About the emptiness,
Left on the battle field,
Forgetting,
Is not forgiving,
The rough bitterness,
Lingering in our mouth,
Tantalizing was my burden,
Through your eyes, I'll never see,
Except a gap, between divergent,
Frames of mind, we’ll put forward
Well of thoughts,
Center of attention,
Reaching a climax,
When I can’t reach it,
Your despair,
Was just my misery,
Tearing us apart,
Until sheer Mayhem,
No fulfillment,
But just resentful,
About the emptiness,
Left on the battle field,
Forgetting,
Is not forgiving,
The rough bitterness,
Lingering in our mouth,
Tantalizing was my burden,
Through your eyes, I'll never see,
Except a gap, between divergent,
Frames of mind, we’ll put forward
Tantalizing was my burden,
Through your eyes, I'll never see,
Except a gap, between divergent,
Frames of mind, we’ll put forward
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8. |
Frightmare
01:35
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9. |
Shattered
02:53
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I'm a choleric guy, hating,
Everything in this world,
That is just made of shit,
And I try to use polite words,
During my whole life,
You just trained me to learn,
How to give up the fight,
Keepin' my brain as sludge,
But I don't know why,
I thought I had to leave,
And to get off the track,
To find out what is real,
Inhuman development,
That's no more under control,
Destroying a planet,
We don't need it anymore,
Is the planet, nothing more,
Than a wallet, a store?
Mining, pumping, no fear,
There're resources, for years
I'm a choleric guy, hating,
Everything in this world,
That is just made of shit,
And I try to use polite words,
During my whole life,
You just trained me to learn,
How to give up the fight,
Keepin' my brain as sludge,
But I don't know why,
I thought I had to leave,
And to get off the track,
To find out what is real,
Inhuman development,
That's no more under control,
Destroying a planet,
We don't need it anymore,
Is the planet, nothing more,
Than a wallet, a store?
Mining, pumping, no fear,
There're resources, for years
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10. |
J.E.F.F.
01:52
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Wasted and fucked up,
Mohican in the air,
Life is a bitch, you know,
But I, don’t care,
Cos’ I’m ready for riot,
Live fast, die young,
Is my daily motto,
Wandering, never settled,
Fearless and so,
Cos’ I’m ready for riot,
Hit me, kick me,
Still standing proud,
Crack your, Knuckles,
Before I knock you bad,
Joy, Erotic, And double Fuck
Wasted and fucked up,
Mohican in the air,
Life is a bitch, you know,
But I, don’t care,
Cos’ I’m ready for riot,
Live fast, die young,
Is my daily motto,
Wandering, never settled,
Fearless and so,
Cos’ I’m ready for riot,
Hit me, kick me,
Still standing proud,
Crack your, Knuckles,
Before I knock you bad,
Joy, Erotic, And double Fuck
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11. |
Lukewarm
02:23
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Your body lukewarm,
Huddled-up against me,
Freezing like as yesterday's dead meat,
Children of the damned,
Unfortunately condemned,
Underage you won't stand a chance,
It's beating the shit out of me,
Suddenly you're bound to see,
Murder, killer, stabbing innocence,
Murder, killer, waiting for revenge,
Murder, killer, Murder, killer
Growing up too fast
Doomed not to last
Your life dice're already cast
Nudity, obscenity
You can get all for free
Remember, this child could be thee
It's beating the shit out of me,
Suddenly you're bound to see,
Murder, killer, stabbing innocence,
Murder, killer, waiting for revenge,
Murder, killer, Murder, killer
Murder, killer, Murder, killer
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12. |
Time's on your side
02:04
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Don’t be giddy
Life’s not as it should be
Remember your flashy outfits
How you were out of your wits
All that’s left is wrinkles
That on your face sprinkle
Paths of wasted years
For fuck sake, who cares?
Time’s on your side
And not behind
Revive the flame
Before all seems tame
You’re not fooling anyone
Everything’s way gone
Won’t be coming back
The sad part’s only the lack
Time’s on your side
And not behind
Revive the flame
Before all seems tame
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13. |
No Guts, No Glory
01:40
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Wasted time with hesitation,
Always juggling with my feelings,
No way to make a decision,
I have to do so many things
My goal, my desire
My way, my story
No giving up, no weaknesses,
No guts, no glory
Too many bad habits to get rid of,
Too many problems to fix,
I’ve got to leave my regrets behind,
No matter if I’m up at 6,
I will always do it for kicks
My goal, my desire
My way, my story
No giving up, no weaknesses,
No guts, no glory
Life’s too short to be misspent,
No more dithering, no more strives,
I am free to do what I want,
A brand new way to live my life
My goal, my desire
My way, my story
No giving up, no weaknesses,
No guts, no glory
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Flippin'Heck Toulouse, France
Depuis 2007, Flippin'Heck dépote avec un Punk Rock rapide et sauvage made-in Toulouse, distillant un son oscillant entre
old'school et hardcore, entaché de quelques touches mélo.
Ces 5 rockers se retrouvent autour du punk, du bruit et des bières avec des influences allant du métal au surf, sans passer par la case musette.
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