Fistfuckparty At 701
words: Marco Roelofs
Eleven, I guess she was eleven
This pretty girl next door, always smiling at me
She had this kind of sunlight in her eyes
Always laughing and playing with the kids in the street
And then at one moment she just disappeared
A few days later she was found, dead in a ditch
There is a fistfuckparty at 701
molesting little children, oh what fun
There is a fistfuckparty at 701
ruin a life that just begun
Tied up, raped, killed and thrown away!
Extra, Extra, read all about it!
Something strange is going on today
Little kids disappear and no one seems to care
Weird games being played and no one seems to care
Don't trust the one you thought you could trust,
just be aware!
There is a fistfuckparty at 701
molesting little children, oh what a fun
There is a fistfuckparty at 701
ruin a life that just begun
Let's just close our eyes and pretend that nothing is wrong
Let's just close our eyes and sing another happy hardcore song
nana nana nana nana nana
But there are kids tied up just next to your door
Penetrated little girls on your neighbor's floor
There is a fistfuckparty and your daughter is in
It's not the end, It's just a beginning
Break the public peace
words: Marco Roelofs
We've got to break the public peace
Force those suckers down to their knees
We've got to make them fuckin' show
That suit and tie guy can't play with us, oh no
We've got to stick together as one
Our fight ain't over, it has just begun
We've got to break the public peace
To save the ones we love, the kids, the trees
(CHORUS)
So tell your mommy you won't be home for dinner
And tell your daddy you will do what he was too scared for
The fight for freedom within yourself
Don't rely on others, it's your choice and no one else's
We won't cut our hair to get a job
We won't act macho to become a cop
We won't suck your dick to be in your scene
We won't wear a suit if that's what you call clean
We've got to let them hear our voice
If we want to survive, it's the only choice
We've got to go back to the basics of nature
To discover we're a hell of a creature
Break it, Break it, the public peace!
Niks Te Doon
woorden: Marco Roelofs
muziek: Terrorgruppe / J. Bottrop
Niet eerder uitgebracht.
Sit Back, Zapp, Grow Fat & Die!
words: Ola Carbona
music: Brezhnev
Previously Unreleased.
Western Civilization? That would be a good idea
words: Marco Roelofs
We call ourselves real civilized
but possession is our master
I think we're just paralyzed
Our greed is our disaster
Look at your lovely furcoat
Just eat your tasteful steak
Let's kill another Tiger
And call ourselves unique
You call it civilization
I call it rapacity
Don't you call us descent
'cause that's not what I see
We dump our nuclear garbage
In the name of our civilization
But there is not a bit of respect
in our great white Western Nation
Western Civilization? That would be a good idea
Remix by UNYX (Ebberink, Gommans, Reivers, van Aalderen) |
