Showing posts with label Trespassers Will Be Shot. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Trespassers Will Be Shot. Show all posts

Wednesday, May 4, 2011

Lyrics to "Trespassers Will Be Shot"

You can listen to and download the track "Trespassers Will Be Shot" here.

Barbed wire and fading signs
line roads through foggy mire unkind
To rusted shacks engulfed by vine,
Bred by sludge, forgot in time.
Bayou people peer through mossy blinds
Waiting patiently or prey.

In wicked ground tangled locks of weed,
Bleeding sewer seed, so viciously.
Onward sparks of breeding trees
In the swamps of Architoa.

Sludge in their veins like ball and chain
To swamp’s domain, unknown, profane

You’ll be looking down the barrel of a loaded gun
Trespassers will be shot, indiscriminately.
Aimed by rotten inbred fucks (missing some chromosomes).
Survivors will be shot over and over again.

In wicked ground tangled locks of weed,
Bleeding sewer seed so viciously.
Onward sparks of breeding trees
In the swamps of Architoa.

Slug in your brain, slow oozing pain,
Sludge in your veins, unknown, profane.

Shrooms bring down those greasy punks.
Scavengers. Trespassers.
Get off my lawn you fucking kids

Saturday, April 30, 2011

Lyrics to "Painstaker"

You can listen to and download the track "Painstaker" here.

Go take your medication.
This is the last great American movement.
Peace and love are dead, rebellion has been quelled.
All that’s left is the dead rotting carcass of American culture
Left out in the sun to wither.

Soaked in acid, wrapped in fuzz,
Saturated in smoke and nicotine buzzed
Broken glass litters filthy floor,
Wooden panels mask the sick and the bored.
Bitter gaze, caustic little smile,
And from dead eyes, the sting of the bile.

Wash down those pills,
They keep it at bay;
The disease that cripples
And fills your life with decay.
Moth-bitten curtains,
Yellowed and sour.

And the gin helps too, but you already know that don’t you?
Beautiful brainwashing abuse
Slowly driving you insane; withered lace, where is my brain?
Beautiful brainwashing abuse

Soaked in acid, wrapped in fuzz,
Saturated in smoke and nicotine buzzed.
Broken glass litters filthy floor,
Wooden panels mask the sick and the bored.
Bitter gaze, caustic little smile
Leaking from dead eyes, porcelain and vile.