---Section 0 and 1 lyrics are in the later sections. It saves having to write (or read!) them twice.
Section 0 uploads LEA LAN.
1. Dark alley
2. Turf war
3. Flesh
4. 9mm rampage
Section 1 demos for Hand of D.
--Check demo jpeg caption--
Section 2 album #1 Human?
1. Trendies
2. Modified
3. Britney
4. By my hand
5. IMFUCD
6. Sk8r
7. Troll
8. Still human?
Section 3 EP Britney Speared
1. Britney
2. Moron
3. Fate of a pop star
4. Pseudo-pop song
Section 4 album 2 Playing on the thin crust of reality (Unreleased)
1. Firewall
2. Incoherent
3. After
4. White noise
5. Flesh
6. Fleshless
7. Harm/joy
8. Suicide inversion
Section 5 live/bootleg
1. Everything is down to someone else
2. Peace of meat
3. Commercial
4. Dark alley
Section 6 live/live
1. Homer-cidal
2. 5 gold nails
Section 7 track for the Hand of D sampler CD Home-grown
1. Minion
Trendies
By P. Green
Trendies are wonderful Trendies are cool
Trendies are perfect Trendies will rule
Trendies are marvellous Trendies are best
We love being Trendies because they are best
Mindless, mindless, mindless tunes
Mindless, mindless, mindless songs
Mindless, mindless, mindless tunes
Mindless, mindless, mindless SHIT!
I hate you Trendie fools
Your stupid cries of Westlife rules
Fashion clones and label slaves
Recorded shit you morons crave
Take your discs and strike them hard
Slash your wrists with the shards
Kill, kill, kill Trendie boys
Kill, kill, kill Trendie girls
Kill, kill, kill, kill them all
Save, save, save the individuals
A legion of Xerox copies stand
Rank upon rank across the land
Trendies advance, stereotypes affirmed
Hive-mind develops individuals interred
Id rather die than become like you
I despise Townies too!
Kill, kill, kill Trendie boys
Kill, kill, kill Trendie girls
Kill, kill, kill, kill them all
Save, save, save the individuals
Trendie culture regress society
Britany Spears says, I need a man to define me
Wake up bitch this is the third millennium
Be a woman in your own right, not an extension of a man
Youre a being of diversity not a child of George
In the fire of self identity is forged
Kill, kill, kill Trendie boys
Kill, kill, kill Trendie girls
Kill, kill, kill, kill them all
Save, save, save the individuals
Kill, kill, kill Trendie boys
Kill, kill, kill Trendie girls
Kill, kill, kill, kill them all
Save, save, save the individuals
Modified
By P. Green and B. Elphick
Fuck your god, he looked wrong,
His nails so short, they should be long.
2 arms, 2 legs, 10 digits, 10 toes,
Skin monochrome and without holes.
Fuck creation, it was mistaken,
Your idol of perfection Im raping.
Ill take this body and make it better,
Your concept of deviant to the letter.
Fuck your beauty its misguided,
I see your perfect and I deny it
White, black, silver and red,
Change our bodies fix our heads.
Fuck your fashion for a better thing,
Horn, bar, plate, tattoo or ring.
Change your shape and change your colour,
Take yourself and make it better.
[What we are now is more than you will ever be.]
Ink and scalpel, plastic, steel,
Tools of craft, true selves reveal.
Needle and blade, change some more,
Body and soul, better to the core.
Add some, take some, modified, customise.
Add some, take some, modified, customise.
Love our being, we are the new breed,
For a better self you have to bleed.
Break our skin, add a ring,
Remake yourself into a better thing.
Love the needle as we do,
It makes us look more pretty than you.
Pierce the flesh, change the skin,
Push the surgical steel in.
Love the sharpness, feel the bite,
Make our incorrect bodies right.
Ink us up, run us through,
Prove our hidden beauty true.
Make us more, make us good,
With metal in septum, navel and hood.
Save us from the unadorned, plain and meek,
With silver in eyebrow, lip and cheek.
[Better to be an individual than a follower of nothing]
Ink and scalpel, plastic, steel,
Tools of, craft, true selves reveal.
Needle and blade, change some more,
Body and soul, better to the core.
Add some, take some, modified, customise.
Add some, take some, modified, customise.
[Why look like you, when I can be myself?]
Britney
By P. Green
Britney!
Britney, youre a media whore
Youve got nothing, let me show you the door
Britney, you make me sick
On your knees bitch, go down on my dick
Everything that you do
Fuels my rage, I dreamt I killed you
Britney you are such a whore
More than any pop creation before
CHORUS:
I hate you Britney
I wish youd die
How does your shit go so high?
OhBritney, selling to the kids
Britney, sex and lies in a CD package
Tell me, youre so untrue
Tell the kids and the media too
Tell them, not to buy your shit
Theyre not to waste money on your new hit
Shallow lyrics dont mean much more
More than making money you submissive whore
CHORUS
Britney, you just cant keep
Leading young girls like they are sheep
Britney, cover of Smash Hits
Showing off your new fake tits
CHORUS
I hate you Britney (I want to kill you Britney)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
OhBritney, false fucking life
Britney thinking of you I want to end your Life
Britney thinking of you I want to end your Life
By my hand
By P. Green
Rage beyond rage
Hate beyond hate
Loathing is the fuel
Drive the life thats mine
I hate you but I hate myself more
I loathe life but I loathe death more
I want you but you reject me
I take lives while life just kills me
Inside Im dead
Inside Im empty
Inside I rot
Myself is decayed
Inside Im dead
Inside Im empty
Inside I rot
Inside Im empty
Take a life it will destroy me
From inside it will corrupt me
Organs burst, bones explode
Skin peels back, nerves exposed
A metaphor for the guilt
Knowledge of what I did
Eats away at my brain
It turns to shit inside my head
Inside Im dead
Inside Im empty
Inside I rot
Myself is decayed
Inside Im dead
Inside Im empty
Inside I rot
Inside Im empty
Driven to confess my wrong
Taken down by seven men
Never see the world again
Sent to fry by the laws of men
Use the chair to end my life
See a monster fry tonight
Flick a switch, it is done
I feel the power rushing in
Inside Im dead
Outside Im dead
Inside I boil
Myself is destroyed
Inside Im dead
Outside Im dead
Inside I boil
Myself is destroyed
Myself is destroyed
Myself
Myself
Destroyed
I.M.F.U.C.D
By P. Green
Warped mind, evil and loath
Sharp edge, cut away the robes
Sacrificial slab prepared for you
Phallic dagger to run you through
Im fucked
(Insane Murder Fantasies Under Cover of Darkness)
Chained and bound to the stone
Manacles made from victims bones
Stonewalls, no one hears your cry
Im going to fuck you as you die
Im fucked
(Insane Murder Fantasies Under Cover of Darkness)
Restrained on a conjugal-death bed
Held by a monster with eyes Hel red
Fear the future crave the past
How long will this new supplicant last?
Im fucked
(Insane Murder Fantasies Under Cover of Darkness)
One small incision I drink from your wrist
Merely a hairs breadth between agony and bliss
Patched up with a scrap of leathery skin
I wont let your veins cave in
Im fucked
(Insane Murder Fantasies Under Cover of Darkness)
Now a chink in the armour, a crack in the bone
Break from the bondage when you are alone
Freed from confinement, with thoughts of my death
You wont be free while I still draw breath
Im fucked
(Insane Murder Fantasies Under Cover of Darkness)
An ogre horn from the torture rack
You seek to bury it in my back
I tend brands at the roaring fire
You terminate my foul desire
Im fucked
(Insane Murder Fantasies Under Cover of Darkness)
You plunge the horn into my throat
By your hand my life is smote
Lying in a pool of gore
Because of you I am no more
Im fucked
(Insane Murder Fantasies Under Cover of Darkness)
Im fucked
(Insane Murder Fantasies Under Cover of Darkness)
Seething blood gushes forth
Violence driven by your wroth
Rip the black heart from my chest
Stoke the fire, burn the rest
Take a hammer wreck the portal
This dark lord felled by a mere mortal
This Hel is sealed, enter no more
Demons scream behind the door
Let them scream
Sk8r
By P. Green and B. Elphick
Im not classified, Im free
I can do what I feel
Even though Im dictated to
Skate or mosh?
Railgrind or headbang?
Ollie or stage dive?
Face plant or crowd surf?
Rocket air or thrash?
180 kick-flip or rock it?
Rock it?
Fuck it!
Whoosh
(Aargh)
Gravel grind
Wall ride
Rail fail
Mother fucking rail fail!
Whoosh
(Aargh)
Just rock it skater!
Troll
By P. Green
Welcome to the world
Let us hold you
Let us mould you
Welcome to the Human race
Let us make you
Let us break you
Welcome to conformity
Please leave
Get away, go away, stay away
Leave us, leave us, leave us
Dont like the look, dont like the sound
We dont understand
We wont even try.
Labelled and shunned
And used to scare children
You made me not human
Hear the troll
You made the troll
Beware the troll
Hear the troll
You made the troll
You despise the troll
But you made it so
Youll become a troll
Im scalene, Im grotesque
Im unique, Im epicene
Tergiversator
Not you, not known
Im me, me alone
Youre confused by the innovation
Unexpected variation
Unplanned for, unforeseen
Youre dead inside, Youre so dead
Prepare your self, Im all live
Im all live
Hear the troll
You made the troll
Beware the troll
Hear the troll
You made the troll
You despise the troll
But you made it so
Youll become a troll
A revolt approaches
Ill take charge
Youll walk in my shoes
Live troll lives
See how you like it
Troll
Still human?
By P. Green and B. Elphick
Look at me, what am I?
Am I still human?
Things Ive seen, things Ive done
Am I still human?
What makes me this way?
Is it the drugs?
Is it the drink?
Is it the smokes?
Am I insane?
What makes me this way?
Why dont you kill me?
Why dont you kill me?
Why dont you kill me?
Bring death
Why dont you kill me?
Why dont you kill me?
Why dont you kill me?
End life
Hear me, what am I?
Am I still human?
Fear I cause, death I bring
Am I still human?
Hate makes me this way
Hate for life
Hate for you
Hate for self
All is hate
Hate makes me this way
Why dont you kill me?
Why dont you kill me?
Why dont you kill me?
Bring death
Why dont you kill me?
Why dont you kill me?
Why dont you kill me?
End life
Tell me now, what am I?
Am I still human?
Truth you know, revelate
Im not human!
Set made me this way!
Demon born
Demon made
Demon soul
Human breed
Set made me this way!
Why dont you kill me?
Why dont you kill me?
Why dont you kill me?
Bring death
Why dont you kill me?
Why dont you kill me?
Why dont you kill me?
End life
Moron
By P. Green
Im sitting here alone up in my room
Thinking about the girls that say Im dumb
Oh, those girls
Ive talked to lots of women
They say Im stupid and Im dumb
I want them to know that they are wrong
Women should acquiesce to men
If only this were century one nine
I know that I would fit in fine
I dont know how to live without your lies
I was born to make men happy
What does feminism mean?
I was born a century too late
Always and forever submissive
Thats the way no girl should be
I dont know how to live without your lies
I was born to be your fantasy
I know Ive been a fool since I was born
I want to belong to a man
Oh, good plan
Cause Im the dream of chauvinists
Its the way Im told to be
I dont want an individual thought
So forgive me if I do
If only this were century one nine
I know that I would fit in fine
I dont know how to live without your lies
I was born to make men happy
What does feminism mean?
I was born a century too late
Always and forever submissive
Thats the way no girl should be
I dont know how to live without your lies
I was born to be your fantasy
Ill do anything, whatever Im told
Im a moron, a vacuous girl
Just call out my name
And I will be there
Just to show my heads full of air
I was born to make men happy
I dont know how to live without your lies
I was born to make men happy
What does feminism mean?
I was born a century too late
Always and forever submissive
Thats the way no girl should be
I dont know how to live without your lies
I was born to be your fantasy
Fate of a pop star
By P. Green
Oh Britney, Britney
Oh Britney, Britney I think that you should know
Your life is at risk
Oh Britney, Britney theres nowhere for you to go
And now Im right outside
Run if you really want to
Fear me Britney
Cause Im coming for you now because
I hate you so much I want to tear you open
Id make a mess of your throat with steel
Get a microscope shes lost her mind
Dont force me to hit you Britney one more time.
Oh Britney, Britney the reason for this is you
Bitch you got me riled
I thought that torture was something I wouldnt do
But you drove me to it
Run if you really want to
Fear me Britney
Cause Im coming for you now because
I hate you so much I want to tear you open
Id make a mess of your throat with steel
Get a microscope shes lost her mind
Dont make me hit you Britney one more time.
Oh Britney, Britney
Oh Britney, Britney
Oh Britney, Britney your end is coming soon
Oh Britney, Britney Im not going to let you go
You must confess that your songs are shit right now
I know you still believe that some one will come and rescue you now
Ill ask you Britney one last time
A sharp steel spike is killing you [and you]
You must confess your songs are shit, songs are shit
If youre not careful Ill flay you alive
Cut off a slice and stab you baby one more time
You wont confess, still wont confess, Im killing you now
Theres no life in you and its your own fault
You got me riled Say hi to Satan for me
Pseudo-pop song
By P. Green
Wave your hands in the air like youre mildly concerned
I dont know the words so you have a turn
Sing my own song for me
There are only thirty lines how hard can it be
Looks like I have loads of fans when Im on MTV
But the words are on a screen for you to read
This songs no good, but you spend your money
On my shiny disks and make me money
I used money twice as a rhyme and thats wrong!
But its OK, Its a pseudo-pop song!
Learn the words
Its real easy
The singings bad and the rhymes are easy
Learn the words
Its real easy
The singings bad
And the rhymes are cheesy
Learn the words
In the rhyming speak
For when I re-release this
In about a week
Hey! Were half way through and in the second verse
And weve got this far without a single curse
But to sell this record to the kids, all I have to say is this
Its a natural thing, but parents will protest; the word is penis
So now Im in with the in crow and down with the crew
With a number one single and its all thanks to you
Now give me a month, just a little more time
Ill be back with the same tune and a different rhyme
Hey! The songs nearly over, but the tunes not quite done
So repeat the chorus ad infinitum
Learn the words
Its real easy
The singings bad
And the rhymes are cheesy
Learn the words
In the rhyming speak
For when I re-release this
In about a week
Learn the words
Its real easy
The singings bad
And the rhymes are cheesy
Learn the words
In the rhyming speak
For when I re-release this
In about a week
Key change!
Learn the words
Its real easy
The singings bad
And the rhymes are cheesy
Learn the words
In the rhyming speak
For when I re-release this
In about a week
Firewall
By P. Green
Too much time alone with my mind
Has left me unhinged and light-blind
Nothing humane can I find
Anything good is trapped behind...
The firewall, a firewall in my head
Burnt and blackened, my heart is dead
A firewall, a firewall cauterise
All thats left are things I despise
This conflagration holds back thought
Knowledge and reason counts for naught
Base-mind rules, a mental cage is fought
A cerebellum was is being fought...behind
The firewall, a firewall in my head
Burnt and blackened, my heart is dead
A firewall, a firewall cauterize
All thats left are things I despise
Now the fire is dying back
Grey matter charred and spider-cracked
Strength to continue the base-mind lacks
Thought is destroyed leaving ashes black
The firewall, a firewall in my head
Burnt and blackened, I am dead
A firewall, a firewall cauterized
Not a thought left, my brain has died
Incoherent
By P. Green
Twenty-first century
Worse than ever
War
Famine
Pestilence
Death
The four horse men
The late asteroid
Were still here
Why?
Theres no point!
Give me alcohol
Kill my liver
Give me tobacco
Kill my lungs
Give me fat
Kill my heart
Give me TV
Kill my mind
Give me drugs
Kill whats left
Dead before Im born
The rich get more
The rest can die
No understanding
Intolerance!
Demand I explain
Then refuse to listen
Preconceptions
Incorrect
Minds open like a safe
I speak but you dont hear
Ill scream instead!
(Incoherent screams from band)
Give me alcohol
Kill my liver
Give me tobacco
Kill my lungs
Give me fat
Kill my heart
Give me TV
Kill my mind
Give me drugs
Kill whats left
Dead before Im born
Before Im even born
After...
By P. Green
All is well
Life is hell
Is there a heaven?
Only Death will tell
Fleshless face
Morbid grace
The only thing certain
For the human race
You sacked Nirvana,
And razed Valhalla
The Elysian fields
Burnt to a cinder
Life is shallow
Our bodies hollow
Theology dreams
Of what will follow
When you die
Will your soul fly?
From this earth
To your god on high?
All is well
Life is hell
Is there a heaven?
Only Death will tell
Fleshless face
Morbid grace
Judges your life
Was it a waste?
You wasted it
You amount to shit
To the void with you
Your afterlife, forfeit
White noise
By P. Green
White noise
White noise
White noise
White noise
White...
I see your jaw moving
But theres no sense in what you say
You argue over pointless things
Your words dont matter anyway
Violence over team colours
Nations war over belief
But its all in vain
There is no fucking release
White noise
The world is deafened
White noise
Sense is drowned out
White noise
Bureaucracy of waste
White noise
We just let it happen
White...
Embrace the white noise lying
Reject the black noise of sense
Your chosen colour of thought
Causes only great offence
Piece of shit ideals of yours
New products cant save the earth
Ignorance wont help the starving
Newscasts get your moneys worth
White noise
The world is deafened
White noise
Sense is drowned out
White noise
Bureaucracy of waste
White noise
We just let it happen
White...
White...
Why...
Why...
Why...
Flesh
By P. Green
Flesh
New flesh
Young flesh
Sweet flesh
Girl flesh
Break flesh
Tear flesh
Rend flesh
Cleave flesh
This flesh
Still flesh
Cool flesh
Cold flesh
Dead flesh
Your flesh
Swift flesh
Warm flesh
Hot flesh
My flesh
Eat flesh
Your flesh
Feed flesh
My flesh
Seek flesh
New flesh
Feed
Fleshless
By P. Green
Fleshless bones
Lifeless shell
Nothing moves here
Empty lungs
Silent screams
Nothing breathes here
Matted hair
Flaking nails
Nothing grows here
Pulseless heart
Empty veins
Nothing lives here
Endless dreams
Eternal sleep
Nothing wakes here
Earthen silence
Deafened ears
Nothing sounds here
Sealed lips
Rotted tongue
Nothing speaks here
Decade air
Vacant scent
Nothing smells here
Nerveless hands
Silken void
Nothing feels here
Deadened mind
Absent thoughts
Nothing thinks here
Return to earth
Soulless husk
Nothing is here
Eternity in a box
Harm/Joy
By P. Green
Come to the mess hall
Made by Layman
Come with the slasher
But dont leave with him
Dinner is served
But not for you
Animals dine on
Bones old and new
Youre here now
But more will follow
To provide a feast
Of bone and marrow
Be elsewhere
When old meals rise
To descend on the slasher
And stifle his cries
Gnawed to bits
And fed to beasts
The slasher now
Becomes the feast
Suicide Inversion
By P. Green
I despise all you stand for
What you are makes me sick
I resent youre very being
From your body life Ill rip
Malign anger burns within me
Seething hatred knows no bounds
I would wish to see you broken
Torn and bleeding on the ground
I revel in my malign fury
Yet I start to doubt my mind
Now a truth is lain before me
I hate myself more than mankind
Hate myself
Cant hurt myself
End my life through
Death of others
At my coming buildings fall
Animals flee and humans pale
The strong grow weak and try to run
As their life signs slow and fail
Quick death for them, slow death for me
As I rip and tear at their skin
Victims reduced to bloody ruin
Kills me slowly from within
The ignorant cannot escape
I am their ruin, I am their fate
Your turn now to meet the reaper
You were slain to feed my hate
Hate myself
Cant hurt myself
End my life through
Death of others
Still Im killing
And still they die
Relatives cry revenge
They wont let it lie
They submit petitions
A witch-hunt they demand
Ill come for them
Dont they understand?
Ill break their bodies, take their lives
With brutal force Ill end their being
Through shotgun blasts or sharpened knives
Now my body slows, my blood congeals
Finally Death comes for me at long last
This new victim marks the end
My flesh stops working, my life is past
Hated myself
Ended my life
The world is safer
Now Im gone
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