SOngs you fukken love to death!!!

Fuck yeah, let's get this bitch a'rollin'!

we walk the streets at night​

we go where eagles dare​

they pick up every movement​

they pick up every loser​

with jaded eye's and features​

you think they really care?​

I ain't no goddamn son of a bitch,​

you better think about it baby​

I ain't no goddamn son of a bitch,​

you better think about it baby​

an omelet of disease awaits your noontime meal​

her mouth of germicide seducing all your glands​

I ain't no goddamn son of a bitch,​

you better think about it baby​

I ain't no goddamn son of a bitch,​

you better think about it baby​

let's test your threshold of pain​

let's see how long you last​

that's happened in your rape​

on bosoms on your past​

with jaded eye's and features​

you think they really care?​

well let's go where eagles dare​

we'll go where eagles DARE!!!!!!!​

I ain't no goddamn son of a bitch,​

you better think about it baby​

I ain't no goddamn son of a bitch,​

you better think about it baby​

​

Fuck Yeah, that's right where eagles dare-Misfits, post your filthy sins here and make this forum rot within the pixels!:furious3: :guitar: .​

NUGE!​

 

lol, lattely I can't get foo fighters - monkey wrench out of my head

 

Aus-Rotten - B.A.T.F.

ATF, ATF, we don't need the ATF
There's an organization with dangerous views so the fighting soon erupts
We could've asked what they believed if they hadn't been blown up
But were their views dangerous to the people or the state
Did they know the truth about the government based on hate

ATF, ATF, we don't need the ATF
Their twisted reign of terror is the cause of many deaths
It's their twisted reign of terror that you willingly accept
Appointments made by Janet Reno help the blood-soaked ATF
Like Mark Richard who's made his life's career by covering up what's left
They claim it's national security so the public never see
That this secret service bullshit's at the expense of you and me

ATF, ATF, we don't need the ATF
Their twisted reign of terror is the cause of many deaths
It's their twisted reign of terror that you willingly accept
If you cross our government then you may just disappear
And become another statistic for the rest of us to hear
If you keep on looking closer you may just find your death
Compliments of our government and bastard
ATF, ATF, we don't need the ATF
BATF (Bureau OF Assasins, Torturers, and Facsists)

 

I got something to say
I killed your baby today
And it doesn't matter much to me
As long as it's dead

Well I got something to say
I raped your mother today
And it doesn't matter much to me
As long as she spread

Sweet lovely death
I am waiting for your breath
Come sweet death, one last caress

Go

Sweet lovely death
I am waiting for your breath
Come sweet death, one last caress

Well, I got something to say
I killed your baby today
And it doesn't matter much to me
As long as it's dead

Sweet lovely death
I am waiting for your breath
Come sweet death
One last caress

One last caress, sweet death
One last caress, sweet death

Oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh
Oh


one last caress- the misfits. prolly the best band ever

 

Mickey Mouse is dead
Got kicked in the head
Cause people got too serious
They planned out what they said
They couldn't take the fantasy
They tried to accept reality
Analyzed the laughs
Cause pleasure comes in halves
The purity of comedy
They had to take it seriously
Changed the words around
Tried to make it look profound
The comedian is on stage
Pisstaking for a wage
The critics think he's great
But the laughter turns to hate
Mickey Mouse is on T.V.
And the kids stare at the screen
But the pictures are all black and white
And the words don't mean a thing
Cause Mummy's got no money
And Daddy is in jail
He couldn't afford the license
She couldn't afford the bail
The kids out in the road
Their minds have all gone cold
Cause Mickey Mouse is dead
They shot him through the head
With ignorance and scorn
They believed in something new
They read the papers watched the films
And they thought they new the truth
But reality deceives
Whatever you believe
There's always another idea
And theirs is based on fear
The fear of being sussed
For what you really are
The fear of being laughed at
When you go too far
They call it paranoia
You can laugh it away
Until you come to realize
That everyone's the same
People hide their problems
Under faces of contempt
They hide them 'til it kills them
And no one is exempt
Not even you
Look what you done to Mickey Mouse

 

Fun Fun Fun in the fluffy chair
Flame up the herb
Woof down the beer
[click!]
Hi
I'm your video DJ
I always talk like I'm wigged out on quaaludes
I wear a satin baseball jacket everywhere I go

My job is to help destroy
What's left of your imagination
By feeding you endless doses
Of sugar-coated mindless garbage

So don't create
Be sedate
Be a vegetable at home
And thwack on that dial
If we have our way even you will believe
This is the future of rock and roll

How far will you go
How low will you stoop
To tranquilize our minds with your sugar-coated swill

You've turned rock and roll rebellion
Into Pat Boone sedation
Making sure nothing's left to the imagination

M.T.V. Get off the
M.T.V. Get off the
M.T.V. Get off the air
Get off the air

See the latest rejects from the muppet show
Wag their tits and their dicks
As they lip-synch on screen
There's something I don't like
About a band who always smiles
Another tax write-off
For some schmuck who doesn't care

M.T.V. Get off the
M.T.V. Get off the
M.T.V. Get off the air
Get off the air
Get off the air
Get off the air
Get off the air

And so it was
Our beloved corporate gods
Claimed they created rock video
Allowing it to sink as low in one year
As commercial TV has in 25
"It's the new frontier," they say
It's wide open, anything can happen
But you've got a lot of nerve
To call yourself a pioneer
When you're too god-damn conservative
To take real chances.

Tin-eared
Graph-paper brained accountants
Instead of music fans
Call all the shots at giant record companies now

The lowest common denominator rules
Forget honesty
Forget creativity
The dumbest buy the mostest
That's the name of the game

But sales are slumping
And no one will say why
Could it be they put out one too many lousy records?!?

M.T.V.-Get off the air!
NOW!

 

^ Dude right on, I wrote a load of songs in the misfits' trend.

And, just cuz I'm amped...

Sometimes I feel so all alone
When there's so many people
It's all a state of mind for me
Every once of a while
They ought to abide by what is true
And it's all been spoken
It's a matter of what they want for them
And it's bringing me down


You won't like what I have to say
Don't really matter
You won't like what I have to say to you
Saying it anyway
Let your people know...
All the world must live here!

Now and then a few seem that they care
About the others
They're aware of what tomorrow brings
And it's hopeless feeling
If you know that you fear as I do
Please let me know
We can say that we're not alone
And the rest will follow


haha, fuckin cirle jerks(the crowd) fuckin slam!

 

For punk: Beat the bastards and Sex & violence. Haha, brilliant punk tunes!

 

SEX AND VIOLENCE!
=
Just Before Therapeutic Enforcement!!!
Free rice bowl loaded with tranquilizers not included!



AH, here we are:

"No Class"

The old bat says I have no manners
Pardon me my manner is my own
I might not climb the social ladder
But I can climb the schoolyard fence

Got no class
I said got no class
I said got no class
I'm just my fucking self

The uptight tried to socialize me
And keep me neatly in my place
Excuse me I'm not a category
And cheap repression's not my taste

Got no class
I said got no class
I said got no class
I'm just my fucking self

And at times I might be gentle
Don't mean that I'm a gentleman
I ain't no conformist hardcore
I am simply what I am

Got no class
I said got no class
I said got no class
I'm just my fucking self

I'm just my indescribable indefinable unique self

 

I've been talking to myself 'bout the greatness coming?
Greatness coming my way!

I've been crying to myself 'bout the old man dying?
Taking his soul away!

Who puts rock & roll in your blood?
Who puts all that give in your love?
Who puts rock & roll in your blood?

We been shooting from a gun that was made for killing?
Throw your weapon away!

We been dreaming of a life that was made for wishing?
Work, work, working all day!

Who puts rock & roll in your blood?
Who puts all that give in your love?
Who puts rock & roll in your blood?

We put rock & roll in your blood!

 

Past ten I start to lose my sight
Six hours gone, two fisting
Try to talk but nothing comes out right
Try to make it work tomorrow
Yesterday we were barely in command
Full of dumb ideas, like children
I blinked and the world had dropped my hand
Don't let it show but I'm stumbling

Now I've lost track of the things that I once knew
I know what I want but I don't got the tools
Carry the weight upon my back
I'm killing time until the heart attack

Now that you're 21
You've got a lot to lose
Look back on better times
Fuck it all 'til 22
Now that you're 21
Now that you're 21


I've got no will to move ahead
Don't understand just how we got here
My memory dangles by a thread
Try to bring it back but it's fading

Now I've lost track of the things that I once knew
I know what I want but I don't got the tools
Carry the weight upon my back
I'm killing time until the heart attack

Now that you're 21
You've got a lot to lose
Look back on better times
Fuck it all 'til 22
Now that you're 21
Now that you're 21

Dillinger Four - Twenty-one Said Three Times Quickly

 

I used to sell a lot of things - CD's Records Tshirts and Magazines
I used to sell a lot of things, patches and stickers
So I could buy guitar strings

I used to buy a lot of things
Cigarettes and coffee and gasoline
It kinda sucks when you're in a band
You gotta pollute the air, just to travel across the land

It just got me down
I just get in the car and drive from town to town
Tell people not to drive, but I'm just a clown
Cuz I drive more than anyone
Yeah!
I just drive around
Tell people to eat right and follow their heart
But you know I'm not very smart
Cuz I get my dinner at the mini-mart

I went to the demonstration to say no war for oil
And the cops, they sprayed mace in my face, you know
We go on tour in the summer, but the van's got a leak
We spray oil all over the place.

I went to see Judi Bari talk about saving some redwood trees and she sang some songs
She didn't use no electricity
She didn't have to press up no cds
She didn't have to make no booklets or sleeves
She didn't have to kill nothing to say her peace

And it got me to thinking about
How maybe I'm just too attached to people
Talking about my latest record
Selling shit and getting tax free cash
And it got me to thinking about how
I'm not really living the life I'm talking about
So I gave it up, and I left the city
Got a place with a yard and I planted myself a garden

I used to sell a lot of things
Until I found out just how many
About fifteen thousand of each release
That's roughly one mountain of shrink wrap
I used to buy a lot of things
But you know I'll just sit and watch my garden grow
And when the summer time comes
I'll just eat from my garden and live like a bum

I'm gonna put some roots down
I'm gonna put some roots down
I'm gonna put some roots down
And I am gonna grow


I'm gonna put some roots down
I am gonna put some roots down
I'm gonna put some roots down
And I am gonna grow

Fifteen - Mount Shrink Wrap

 

Finally got to Washington in the middle of the night
I couldn't wait
I headed straight for the Capitol Mall
My heart began to pound
Yahoo! It really exists
The American International Pictures logo

I looked up at that Capitol Building
Couldn't help but wonder why
I felt like saying "Hello, old friend"

Walked up the hill to touch it
Then I unzipped my pants
And pissed on it when nobody was looking

Like a great eternal Klansman
With his two flashing red eyes
Turn around he's always watching
The Washington monument pricks the sky
With flags like pubic hair ringed 'round the bottom

The symbols of our heritage
Lit up proudly in the night
Somehow fits to see the homeless people
Passed out on the lawn

So this is where it happens
The power games and bribes
All lobbying for a piece of ass

Of the stars and stripes of corruption ...


Makes me feel so ashamed
To be an American
When we're too stuck up to learn from our mistakes

Trying to start another Viet Nam
While fiddling while Rome burns at home
The Boss says, "You're laid off. Blame the Japanese"

"America's back," alright
At the game it plays the worst
Strip mining the world like a slave plantation

No wonder others hate us
And the Hitlers we handpick
To bleed their people dry
For our evil empire

The drug we're fed
To make us like it
Is God and country with a band

People we know who should know better
Howl, "America rules. Let's go to war!"
Business scams are what's worth dying for

Are the Soviets our worst enemy?
We're destroying ourselves instead
Who cares about our civil rights
As long as I get paid?

The blind Me-Generation
Doesn't care if life's a lie

so easily used, so proud to enforce

The stars and stripes of corruption...

Let's bring it all down!

Tell me who's the real patriots
The Archie Bunker slobs waving flags?
Or the people with the guts to work
For some real change

Rednecks and bombs don't make us strong
We loot the world, yet we can't even feed ourselves
Our real test of strength is caring
Not the toys of war we sell the world

Just carry on, thankful to be farmed like worms
Old glory for a blanket
As you suck on your thumbs
Real freedom scares you
'Cos it means responsibility

So you chicken out and threaten me

Saying, "Love it or leave it"
I'll get beat up if I criticize it
You say you'll fight to the death
To save your worthless flag
If you want a banana republic that bad
Why don't you go move to one...

But what can just one of us do?
Against all that money and power
Trying to crush us into roaches?

We don't destroy society in a day
Until we change ourselves first
From the inside out

We can start by not lying so much
And treating other people like dirt
It's easy not to base our lives
On how much we can scam

And you know
It feels good to lift that monkey off our backs

I'm thankful I live in a place
Where I can say the things I do
Without being taken out and shot

So I'm on guard against the goons
Trying to take my rights away
We've got to rise above the need for cops and laws

Let kids learn communication
Instead of schools pushing competition
How about more art and theater instead of sports?

People will always do drugs
Let's legalize them
Crime drops when the mob can't price them
Budget's in the red?
Let's tax religion

No one will do it for us
We'll just have to fix ourselves
Honesty ain't all that hard
Just put Rambo back inside your pants
Causing trouble for the system is much more fun

Thank you for the toilet paper
But your flag is meaningless to me
Look around, we're all people
Who needs countries anyway?

Our land, I love it too
I think I love it more than you
I care enough to fight

The stars and stripes of corruption...

Let's bring it all down!
If we don't try
If we just lie
If we can't find
A way to do it better than this
Who will?

...

Stars and stripes of corruption, DK, Fuckin' A...

 

Loikaemie - Ein Skinhead Ohne Stiefel ("a skinhead without boots")

Heute abend gehe ich einen saufen
Hab' ein Skinheadgirl im Arm
Ich versuch' krampfhaft zu laufen
Doch leider hab' ich keine Stiefel an

Refrain:
Ein Skinhead ohne Stiefel, ja das wäre was
Da könnt er garnicht laufen und die Füße werden naß
Drum merkt euch immer eins, behaltet Stiefel an
Sonst geht's euch wie mir, der garnicht laufen kann

Wir sitzen in der Kneipe, fröhlich wie immer
Da kommen ein paar Typen, das wird ja immer schlimmer
Sie sind zuviele und wir müssen rennen
Nur ich muß sitzenbleiben, das mußte ich erkennen

Wir sind total besoffen und fahren mit dem Bus
Alle müssen pissen, ein übles Muß
Sie schnüren ihre Stiefel auf und pissen hinein
Doch bei mir geht's in die Hose hinein

Too fucking funny.

 

"Chicken Farm"

Another rainy morning mingling at the market
Bartering for food for another day
Rifle shots ring out behind the crumbling buildings
Executions have begun

Sprawled in the square are today's broken bodies
Lots to pick clean if you're first and quick
Rift through their pockets, peel off their clothes
To wear or sell when you wash out the blood

Run my little brother
Run to the chicken farm
Opportunity is calling
You might even find a watch

We're going down
To the chicken farm

Napalm rains no more
But the war goes on
Little brother died playing at the dump today
He found a new toy and held it up proud
Then it blew him to bits

How many more children
Will be killed or die at birth
Deformed by Agent Orange
In our food chain forever more
We're going down
To the chicken farm
This time we'll buy our way out
I've got a plan; you wait and see
I smuggled you this map
In the gash I sliced in my thigh
I hope I'm there to join you, love
We're blown to bits one by one in this camp
We crawl shaking through the fields at gunpoint all day
To defuse leftover landmines-by hand
We shiver on the deck and stiffen for the worst
If the pirates come around we might as well be dead
We'll be thrown in the sea
Or butchered if we're women
All in the name of gold
One foot in a land we can barely understand
Can't speak the tongue of Yankee hospitality
Our kids at school get beat up
To the tune of "Boat people, go home"

Sliced with a machete
From the breast of our homeland
Our new world tries to spit us out
But it sure beats the chicken farm

 

"Fuckin' An Animal"

Oh I am Fuckin' an animal
I'm fuckin' an animal
I'm holding on the horns
I'm fuckin' an animal
I'm involved with porn
I'm fuckin' an animal
Sure is nice and warm in here
I'm fuckin' an animal drinking fifty beers
I'm fuckin' an animal blowing fifty steers
I'm fuckin' an animal
Oh, I'm a fucking queer
I'm fuckin' an animal
Didn't have to take her on a date
Just had to stand here on a crate
No talking, no torment, no long-term commitment
Just me and animal,
Getting my dick bent!
I'm fuckin' an animal
Didn't have to say please I'm fuckin' an animal
With Legionnaires disease I'm fuckin' an animal
Damn hard on the knees... I'm fuckin' an animal
Animal fucker, on the loose I'm fuckin' an animal
I'll go from dog to goose I'm fuckin' an animal
Once I fucked a moose I'm fuckin' an animal
But now the animal is in pain!
It's in pain, it's in pain, it's in pain (terrible pain).
And now it's starting to rain....
But I'm still the same. I'm fuckin' an animal
Not proud of what I do... I'm fuckin' an animal
Had a great time at the zoo I'm fuckin' an animal

Cause you won't let me fuck you...

Gotta have some Gwar....love that jizzum.

 

Man there are so many great songs out there.. ill list 2 or 3.

Propagandhi Head? Chest? Or Foot?


Three choices. One bullet. One trigger. Guess who gets to pull it.
One leader. A thousand slaves.
For every throne there's a thousand graves.
You're all the same. Just part of their machine.
Perpetuate their dream.
They subsidize your nightclubs and they subsidize your malls.
They herd and brand the masses within painted prison walls.
'Til your freedom of assembly becomes the missiles they create.
Or just mass delusion dancing to this music that you fucking hate.
But I'm not the same. I'm not part of your fucking machine.
I'll jeopardize their dream.
I'd rather be imprisoned in a George Orwell-ian world
Than your pacified society of happy boys and girls.
I'd rather know my enemies and let you know the same.
Whose windows to smash and whose tires to slash
And where to point the fucking blame.
One future. Two choices. Oppose them or let them destroy us.

Dead kennedys - I am the Owl
// Dead kennedys is a hell of a band, Chicken Farm is a great song also btw, nice job posting it. Im going to go listen to it now heh.

I am your plumber
No I never went away
I still bug your bedrooms
And pick up everything you say
It can be a boring job
To moniter all day your excess talk

I hear when you're drinking
And cheating on your lonely wife
I play tape recordings
Of you to my friends at night

We've got our girl in bed with you
You're on candid camera
We just un-elected you

Chorus
I am the owl
I seek out the foul
Wipe 'em away
Keep America free
For clean livin' folks like me

If you demonstrate
Against somebody we like
I'll slip on my wig
And see if I can start a riot
Transform you to an angry mob
All your leaders go to jail for my job

But we ain't the Russians
Political trials are taboo
We've got our secret
Ways of getting rid of you
Fill you full of LSD
Turn you loose on a freeway

Chorus

Send you spinning
Send you spinning
Send you spinning all over the freeway
Spinning on the crowded freeway
Spinning on the freeway
Spinning on the freeway
Spin
Spin
Spin—Lookout

The press, they never even cared
Why a youth leader walked into a speeding car
In ten years we'll leak the truth
By then it's only so much papaer

Watergate hurt
But nothing really ever changed
A teeny bit quiter
But we still play our little games

We still play our little games
We still play our little games
We still play our little games
We still play a lot of games

I am the owl


Bad Religion Numbers Game (part 2)


(1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10)
It's superficial progress, they call it liberation.
With opiates of silicon, Big Brother schemes to rule the nation.
We're one nation under God, we stand above the rest;
With mighty high technology, we're never second best.
Our specialty is infiltration!
Prepare yourself for subjugation,
Victory through domination.
(1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6)
The trepidatious throngs all fears the big eye in the sky.
The government observes them with their own electric eye.
We're one nation under God, we stand above the rest;
With mighty high technology, we're never second best.
Our specialty is infiltration!
Prepare yourself for subjugation.
Automatons, illiterates, and indigents of every shape and size
Don't stop but aid this cruel crusade, participate in their own demise.
We're one nation under God, we stand above the rest;
With mighty high technology, we're never second best.
Our specialty is infiltration!
So pack your bags you third-world nation,
Victory through domination.


Those are 3 of my favorite songs from 3 of my Favorite punk bands. Hope you all like them. Go download them NOW. :x

 

"Nervous Breakdown"

I'm about to have a nervous breakdown
My head really hurts
If I don't find a way out of here
I'm gonna go berserk cause
I'm crazy and I'm hurt
Head on my shoulders
It's going... Berserk!
I hear the same old talk talk talk
The same old lines
Don't do me that today
Yeah if you know what's good for you, you'll get out of my way
Cause, I'm crazy and I'm hurt
Head on my shoulders
Going... Berserk!
I won't apologize
For acting outta line
You see the way I am
You leave any time you can cause
I'm crazy and I'm hurt
Head on my shoulders
Going... Berserk!
Crazy! Crazy! Crazy! Crazy!
I don't care what you fuckin' do!
I don't care what you fuckin' say!
I'm so sick of everything
I just want to... Diiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiie!

 

^^^^^ hey girl watch

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lfGXF3gXXKw

Stars and stripes of corruption by dead kennedys.

http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/deadkennedys/starsandstripesofcorruption.html

good song. maybe listen to something other than that gonna kill myself stuff... seems like thats what feeds the whole emo scene. just a thought.

 

Dear christ no!
That vid just kinda killed the whole thing.
I rather just a live performance, making a vid to back up an anthem like that is like begging the question. What's been happening in society during and after that songs creation is the video. Trying to picture phrame it, ruins that.