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Leftover Arak
01:30
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2. |
The Mask Is the Law
00:42
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Wearing the Mask
Going on Stage
Getting energy
From all the band
Look at the people, now they explode
All the club, slowly destroyed
The mask is the law
All bow
The mask is the law
They all obey
The mask is the law
Everyone is afraid
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3. |
Filthy Clerk
01:40
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I woke up in the morning and went to work
On the way I realized, I smelled like pork
I just don't feel, like being clean
And it makes my customers, act so mean
In the middle of shift the boss yelled
Only because my armpit smelled
Ordered me to change my clothes
But I refused and called him a cunt
Filthy Clerk
Smells like shit
I came back from work
Still smelled like pork
So I burned my pants and my shirt
But the smell didn't come from the stains
The stench is deep in my veins
Filthy Clerk
Smells like shit
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4. |
Milwaukee Slaughterer
02:57
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Hiding in the corner to catch you at night
Spiking your drink and taking you over
To rape you and kill you
(To rape you and kill you)
Dismembering your body and disposing you away
Burning your organs, piling into an ashtray
(Into a big fucking ashtray)
Milwaukee Slaughterer now in action
Another victim of necrophilia
Drilling your skull in and pouring in acid
Sex with a zombie, his twisted fantasy
With an axe he cuts you to pieces
With a drills, he drills in your head
Fucking your brain in
And eating all your flesh
Milwaukee Slaughterer now in action
Another victim of necrophilia
Drilling your skull in and pouring in acid
Sex with a zombie, his twisted fantasy
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5. |
Chop the Cop
01:37
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Walking around, smoking some weed
I had a long day and I'm in need
Suddenly two pigs, jump on me
It's only a plant just let me be
But they didn't let me go
I had only one thing to do, I know
I grabbed the butcher knife
And started to chop
Chop the cop
Kill those pigs
It's the only way to stop
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6. |
Skull Full of Beer Bong
00:58
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I'm chugging that beer bong
I can do that all night long
Smoke some weed, this shit is strong
Then go back to the beer bong
Gonna get fucked like Cheech and Chong
Men and women come along
Come and sing my song
Skull full of beer bong
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7. |
Death in Your Yard
02:45
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Got out of the bed to the smell of stench
I couldn't understand where it's coming from
I checked out the yard, it reeked of cadavers
Gas in the air, everything is faded
I went through the back door
The smell was more and more insufferable
Where am I going?
What am I doing?
My yard is full of corpses
My mind is a mental ruin
Blood mixed with grass leaves
Cerebral remains on the porch, it leaks
All the way to the streets
My yard is full of human meat
Slashed organs everywhere
Gruesome acts of ultra violence
Death in your yard
Death in your yard
The angel of death is your only guard
Blood mixed with grass leaves
Cerebral remains on the porch, it leaks
All the way to the streets
My yard is full of human meat
Slashed organs everywhere
Gruesome acts of ultra violence
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8. |
The Manson's Family
03:39
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Holy war in the name of helter skelter
One big illusion
Blacks versus whites
Making the revolution
One lost child from the rest of society
The Manson's family, a very sick family
Bunch of hippies hippies doing drugs
Murdering without remorse
Don't know the end is yet to come
A slut and a kid of the streets
Learned only hatred
He will soon dominate
The Manson's family, a very sick family
Bunch of hippies hippies doing drugs
Murdering without remorse
Don't know the end is yet to come
He's imprisoned for many years
Never asked forgiveness
Never feels despair
Always insisting
Doesn't feel guilty for his atrocity
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9. |
Crossover Thrash Attack
02:01
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Messing around the streets
Looking for something to do
Drinking some beer
Banging your head to thrash
Doing pogo and bleeding for thrash
That's what we are, there's nothing to do
That's what we know and violence too
Crossover Thrash attack
Crossover Thrash attack
Drinking our lives and barely working
People are looking and not understanding
What are we doing and what is this thrash?
Crossover Thrash attack
Crossover Thrash attack
Waking in the morning with the sign of warning
Hangover, hangover and going destroying
A bottle of whiskey and a bottle of beer
It'll be your life and your life will disappear
Crossover Thrash Attack
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WWB
02:27
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Cocain is ok, bath salts are ahit
You take MDMA and touch everyone you meet
On acid you can trip until you go blind
DIYY will show you how to grind
Weed, whiskey and beer
Have no fear
Dry your tears
Beer, whiskey and weed
That's all you need
Not too soft, not too strong
So chug that beer and whiskey
Then smoke the bong
All night long
Weed, whiskey and beer
Have no fear
Dry your tears
Beer, whiskey and weed
That's all you need
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11. |
Un-anonymous Alcoholics
01:33
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Sitting in my room, thinking about tomorrow
Tomorrow we meet, un-anonymous alcoholics
Whiskey and beer is a wonderful mix
Just looking to chug some drinks
Today is the day
Of the joyous meeting
Telling tales
Of our notorious drinking
Yesterday I went to a party
Jägerbomb and beer was the ideal combination
I threw up in my mouth, it was phenomenal
We are un-anonymous alcoholics
We've got nothing to hide, happy to imbibe
Chat conversation end
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12. |
That means (I'm Broke)
02:07
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Working all day for a bit of cash
That means I'm broke
I spend all I had on useless things
That means I'm broke
I crashed my car into a wall
That means I'm broke
The bank is calling does it mean I'm broke?
That means I'm broke
I thought I was a genius and discovered my hell
Arriving to the bottom is easy to achieve
I know now I'm a poor man and I can't make it
Drinking and smoking all day long
That means I'm broke
The boss got me fired, I lost my job
That means I'm broke
I can't even buy candy does it mean I'm broke?
That means I'm broke
I thought I was a genius and discovered my hell
Arriving to the bottom is easy to achieve
I know now I'm a poor man and I can't make it
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13. |
2000 Beers
01:32
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I passed out at the party
Can't remember
What even happened
Just remember the cold beer
The madness in my head
Mosh and thrash
Drinking and smoking weed
I'm throwing up on the floor
And I'll throw up even more
2000 Beers
Better than one
Beer pong and beer bong are very fun
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14. |
D.I.Y. 'til I Die
01:16
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When I was born the doctor told my mom
Listen dear, you got a hell of a son
Until now, he was the only one
To cut his own umbilical cord
I think it was pretty hardcore
'Cause I was born D.I.Y.
And that's the way I'm gonna die
With my D.I.Y. brothers, by my side
We're goddamn monsters, we don't need to hide
We’ll walk with pride
The D.I.Y. flag will rise up high
D.I.Y. 'till I die
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Death In Your Yard Tel Aviv Yafo, Israel
Forging fast and aggressive thrash for everyone's fast and aggressive hardcore needs.
Founded in 2016.
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