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Assembled Armaments & Exotic Lore

by Wadge

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1.
Dark and dumb Effeminate is gay Gay is sick, so let's blow them all away Male as ruler Wimyn as meek White superiority, won't turn the other cheek Human as master Dog play dead The second generation ate up everything you said Deception everlasting Another one is born Passed on like genetics, full of DNA and scorn
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Liberal Conservative They're both the same Pass the blame Take their breath 'til no lies are left 'Til nothing is left!
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Intercepting mail Tapping into line Raid your home - search and seize Cart away your "crime" Diction twisted through Read what isn't there They will tell you what you meant 'Cause who said life was fair?
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I don't need to look to U2 for what I need to do Sting can sing about anything, but I will not believe Shit speaks through a millionaire It's good business to pretend you care Wear a red ribbon, too It shows up well on the news Corporations are the problem, you say Letting children waste away Polluting land at a rapid rate The photographer is here Hug a tree while the cameras are on Get back in your jet when they've packed up and gone The pictures appear and the headlines are made Your image is complete
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East Timor 01:41
The invasion of East Timor sanctioned by the USA It's people desecrated, massacred and thrown away Indonesia's pillaging has vastly gone unheard In a world whose ears are covered so they cannot hear a word If the land had oil, you can bet we wouldn't wait Indonesia like Iraq and East Timor like Kuwait Bomb them to oblivion while blackening the skies And it doesn't matter who dies...
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(no lyrics)
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Retaliation 00:31
As the first stone has been cast Revenge assured and swift In basic form we must appear If that is all you understand With spoken tongues torn out And sights set straight to hell A serpent undone in the quest for fire The holy war has just begun...
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Wisdom crazed through ancient lore Pathetic ways to find a cure Extinction is the final goal And then find something new Decimate, emasculate Systematic plunder Lust and prowess justify your plague Tear apart a million souls Impotence reigns down Smash and grab, defile at will Curse the world
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Feeding the hole that lies below Murdered Thrown broken in pieces A conscience stripped bare by a means to an end Over and over and over again ... teeth smashed in by the barrel of a gun...
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(no lyrics)
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Come out swinging with hands of ore Repeating the exact science Jet propelled expediter With tendons stretched to their limit No more could be asked in the way the job was done
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White trash Black trash Human life Spawn Perpetrate Satisfy
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Intro 00:31
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On A Mission 02:03
On a mission to remove From the masses just who I choose With growing numbers it must be done I’m on a mission with my gun I’ll do my part, what must be done That doesn’t mean I won’t have fun Cull the herd
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I don’t give a fuck whether I live or die Which only makes me stronger Draining the tainted life force of one of my own Deserving of the agony inflicted by my sadistic mind Fantasies realized and fulfilled You are not my equal We are not the same
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I don’t think for a second You’d let me live if you had your way I refuse to let you even merely exist Maliciousness pumping through me Like the bullets I pump through you Disgust reaches levels greater than you Have the capacity to suffer I refuse to let you even merely exist
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Smashed like a shotgun Through the teeth Into the mouth of human existence Here beside the suicide The full force made clear Try to run on bloody stumps Pathetic fragile lives Hearts are beating to keep the flesh from rotting The mortal slab inevitably struck down
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In moments mere Thrill to the thrill Reversing a menace A quest I must fulfill Retribution Harshly is it gained Ripped without concern From all of those I’ve blamed Frayed at the seams No one hears your screams The pain you feel is nothing Nothing compared Left there to feel the sorrow Can be no longer shared Tell me what it’s like to suffer Tell me all you know Intently listen as I revel in it You put on quite a show
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You mean nothing to me But your pain means everything I can’t help but laugh Screams dull to whispers You mean nothing to me But your pain means everything
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So far away into the fray Left standing with an iron will Directed forth No one can kill what can never die Standing, facing Full speed as it must be Never falter, never stray Ram them to the bottom The samurai, he strikes with force Ram them to the bottom No one can kill what can never die
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Thrall 02:40
Caught my eye Drudge, succumb Lapse in time Fully now Control complete Never will it leave Predisposed Or self-inflicted?
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Victimize, demonize Can’t realize you see the world through soiled eyes Analyze, philosophize, dehumanize Ensnare another in your lies Come into the circle A soul search for the pain Excavating weakness To redirect the blame Big Sister’s always watching Shepherding the strays It’s just another system To keep you in your place
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Here for another day Don’t know how long I’ll stay I’m just maintaining Enough to stay alive Held here by fingertips Each day the hold it slips And in a second It’s gone before your eyes Don’t care for most of you Because of what you do I hope you hate me too Cause you don’t mean a thing My love is but for some When all is said and done I am the only one Who chooses my own fate
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(no lyrics)
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Through the door Burst with speed One by one None for all Ever frantic, ever calm Validate and hit repeat
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Motionless, a victim of tradition wastes away Mournful eyes seek comfort Trapped in hell another day In silence, concealed Never to be revealed Out of sight and out of mind A captive waits in vain Home is where the heart dies At the end of a chain
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Gnaw In Vain 01:06
Latent war Lie in wait Sear the flesh Buried deep Puncture through Gripping bone Shackle slave Gnaw in vain Feast of fear Find your place Shackle slave Your wisdom strewn
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Your throat, my knife, your life Crept up so fast Your throat, my knife, your life Gonna make this last Your throat, my knife, your life Just look and see Your throat, my knife, your life I want you to know that it was me Your throat, my knife, your life The blade sinks deep Your throat, my knife, your life Just try and speak Your throat, my knife, your life Left in a heap Your throat, my knife, your life They won’t find your body for a week
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Mummy and daddy hold hands in church But they don’t really love you They want to see you in a casket Hugging death Their precious gift from God Wrapped up beneath the sod Nice funeral on a lovely day They’ll never visit your grave Get them before they get you
30.
Right at that moment I knew what had to be done A revelation that hit me like a bullet
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You’re why I hate You fuel my rage
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Climb the tower slowly To realize the dream All these years of waiting Imagining the scene They’ve laid it out before me Perfection on display If you could see what I see You wouldn’t want to stay One deep breath Exhale war Give me death But I’ll give more
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See this gun aimed straight at you Gleaming polished chrome Every handmade bullet Made with care to shatter bone Nothing but a scumbag I’ll be sure to soon erase I deem you deserving And unload into your fucking face I stand above to take it in With a taste for blood I now begin
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All around Everywhere They will never be the same
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No way! Cast silence The aftermath is felt Don’t need you Just need to give a little something back No way! Cast silence Secede and kill the pack This simple act speaks volumes You made me what I am
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Nowhere to run Nowhere to hide I’m coming at you with a .45 One through the back Another through the thigh Take it like a man And kiss your ass goodbye You made me do this It should be no surprise The clip is emptied I’m just that kind of guy
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Scour the depths, take the last And then deflect the blame I suggest you eat your children
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Cry me a river The poor baby has to wait to kill a bear Let’s make a deal If you can walk away From sixteen rounds through the fuckin’ head You can hunt whenever you want Tonight when I jerk off I’m gonna fantasize about force-feeding you tofu
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Slumming it with the common man Crystal glass, reflect the tan Kiss the ass, three-piece dick Climb the ladder caked with shit Dessert wine for the poached pear
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Egress 00:58
I saw death seeping through your eyes
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The surfers gather on the molten shore Ground splits and bubbles Hot enough to pour Carved wooden tikis Glaring down the scene Armed Menehune Row by row, between One takes the plunge Transforms into flame A second follows Now a plaque displays his name Mission impossible So this task would seem A third incinerates Flesh then bone then dream When from the back Kahanamoku rises Stone eyes, deep grin Board underneath his arm Goes in, stands firm And rides the fucking hellstorm To the end and then Kisses the hula girl
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Tucked away in Maryland Secluded, hidden, forbidden Palace of all kitschy might That place was fucking out of sight Mai Tais flowing freely Palace of the gods Robert Mitchum knew what goddamn time it was Tiki every single place I look Is that a shrunken head I see hanging from a hook? Moai greets the sailors Vera at the bar A possum takes a booty call This tale will travel far
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Lae'ahi 01:56
Rising from below The crater summit soaring When the earth did blow Mighty and lavalicious Spewing magma forth Colliding with ocean water Calcite crystals gleam Oahu’s pride 760 feet Climbing it is quite a treat You will not forget the trip When you reach the scenic tip 500,000 years This lasting remnant shines Brow of the tuna in the sky Look and you’ll see forever
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Wadge wiki wiki Try move fo’ shua Haole kanikapila Lolo – buggah – bolo – head Karang yo alas Dirty lick’ns okole To da max dem beats No moe moe Kahiko fas kine Ho brah we aznuts Haole kanikapila Been grinding local style Just a malihihi goin’ buck wild Shave ice, shave ice, broke da mouth Onoliscious, so viscious Sportin’ da slippahs, gobblin’ da poi Ho brah, ono kine grindz Hawai’i gimme chicken skin Chee hu I be back again!
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Six million tiki emporiums are closed down every year And replaced by shite places like dance clubs and sports bars This senseless slaughter is the definition of horror How long must we sit back? Every day, every year Silent screams that you can’t hear Tiki lounges gone for good This torture I’ve never understood They have feelings, they have lives Husbands like them, so do wives But corporations just don’t care What they do is just not fair! This tiki bar slaughter must cease We must let them live in peace ...
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Surfers paddle out to escape Their unholy evil fate Set afire on a wave Hanging 10 in a watery grave Palm trees thrown like giant spears Piercing right through running rears Bowels pour into the sand Quake in terror As the monster stomps your gland Over the mountain Stomping fast Lava monster Coming to kick your ass (partial lyrics)
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We’re on a split with Sanitys Dawn I hope these tracks don’t make you yawn Programmed drums just for you It’s the least that we can do
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Bangers and mash Doom metal and thrash Accent so thick you’ll feel rather sick Crumpets and crisps thrown back with two fists A right solid geezer, beans in the freezer Whippity whoppity way What did he just say? Two pints of beer He’s the daddy ‘ere Down at the dog track placing crazy bets Jas Murray is as British as it gets God slave the Queen, put Jas on the throne Free curry for all Some tea and a scone Gimp! What a bloody gimp Free curry for all Some tea and a scone
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Germaniac insaneiac Decked out in lederhosen, he attacks Blunt force trauma Knackwurst club Beaten to submission In the tub So much for a pleasant bubble bath Topsy smacks you senseless Then he laughs Topsy’s curse You’ll be leaving in a hearse Full pint of beer soon reduced to none Topsy screams in German “Let’s have a nuzza vun!” Mustard squeezed overtop your noggin’ Ass is red from a sausage floggin’ Sauerkraut vomited on your floor A little calling card From the fiend of gore Holds your flesh like a microphone Points at the mirror and starts to moan
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(Slaughter cover)
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Handed down through the ages Chiseled into palm Slashes cut with precision Many have massive dongs Some sedate, some scowling Hands clasped strong in front Torches blazing orange Cast shadows onto huts Origin of the tiki This is the origin of the tiki The beach lined thick with chanting Drumming songs of pride Sending off the tiki To journey far and wide Handed down through the ages Chiseled into palm Slashes cut with precision Many have massive dongs
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Here come the tiki marching Descendants of the tree Rocking stiff in unison To Sol Ho'opi'i Martin Denny leads them Bird calls loud and vast Onto ships invisible Noble moai on each mast Carvers clutch their chisels Waving from the shore Tonga, Fiji, Hawai'i, Rapa Nui and many more Dangers may await them Perils of the sea Stay tuned and you will learn About the brave tiki
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(Instrumental)
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Marquesan proudly at the bar Mischief in his eyes Arthur Lyman at the xylophone guzzling Mai Tais Exotic rhythms hypnotize four hands hot and sweet All are pissed, drinks they fist Chomping rum-infused coconut meat It's now, the time is right The tiki spring to life and Chant and race around the room Wreaking havoc with your mind Pulling down your pants and smacking your behind What the heck is this, these wooden bastards dance? What a great vacation, bet you wish you'd gone to France Moai jumping off the wall Ukulele double-picked Grabbing genitalia, giving them a pinch Tiki, tiki: CRUST! Tiki, tiki: GRIND! Tiki, tiki: SURF! Smacking your behind
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Tiki gods, no masters That’s how life should be Don’t need no religion To make up rules for me Tiki gods, no masters The only life I lead Surf and grind till I die For tiki I will bleed Tiki gods, no masters Kirsten’s books are law Aloha shirts, rabid grins Exotic birds yell “Caw!” Tiki gods, no masters Ancient ones stand firm I exclaim and praise thy name As blazing torches burn
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Here are the stones, the firewood The leaves and earth to make an oven Prisoners are dispatched Carcasses washed with sea water Rubbed over with juices of the banana tree Insides scraped clean with mussel-shells Filled with hot stones wrapped in bread-fruit leaves Lowered belly down, covered and baked whole like a pig White man “the other white meat” Sectioned into portions, served with plantains and lychee Revenge against the west or simple liking for human flesh? Or impelled for no other reason than a desire for fresh meat
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He prayed for his personal crop to yield “Lono, make my septic slop fill a field!” The carved one placed above his bed held a grin His eyes would lock with Lono’s eyes Every time he put it in Soon Lono provided a tree heavy with fruit Shells cry out triumphant “Lonoikamakahiki” Take this torch, hot, ready or not Someone near has found you in the universe Bring the offerings every one Come and see what Lono has done Ala alas hang so low If you have need then I’ll bring seed and Pele next will give me strength to blow
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Lost in a time before equinox Just a tourniquet away Ku formed unto the sorcerer Hidden hut sways in dreams With each hammer is revealed Hear the call of the vibrophone beckons you by name Howling winds crawl up the spine Sun reflects the moon Schmaltz under thatch enthroned War clubs beating Tempo slider, skull divider Back of the boar Now fuckin’ ride’er! There’s no way that you can look away Grab a chisel and start to spray Shipwrecked in a time divide Raise a coconut to Oceanic pride Whirlwind storm, chanting sky Slap yur gut, on the sly Winky winky, drinky drinky Ancestor hunched over the sinky Demons cast out from the land Another clinging to a hand Volcano gurgles just below And now there’s nowhere left to go In septic reign it arcs and curls Over the heads of hula girls
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Gaping maw from a rusty saw Snuggle with the choice Separation anxiety The big day is finally here They say that time heals all wounds But these ones will never scab It didn’t have to be this way Although, just between us, I’m glad Look at that hole in the ceiling What a shame That’s OK, I’ll just fill it with your brains We’re sitting in the house that pain built This is the axe that chopped off the legs In the house that pain built
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Torn To Shit 01:30
Dead is the way you’re going today Sip your last coffee, smoke your last pack If you don’t know me by now you never will Waiting in the driveway to kiss your ass goodbye Didn’t see a thing when you heard the phone ring T.T.S.! Guess your life’s no longer blessed T.T.S.! Arm over here, kidney over there T.T.S.! I’ll send the video to your wife, I swear T.T.S.! Neighbours tell the media they’re in a state of shock But they really couldn’t fucking care ‘cause you were such a cock Asshole, car bomb, T.T.S
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Bloated egomaniac, self-important fuck Revel in the attention fast Like you to be short lived With baited breath a soapbox death Comes sailing through the air Teeth uprooted, cast aside But no one seems to care Deviated cerebellum paints the asphalt grey Shit stained underwear lies caked On this most lovely day Enlightened thoughts are crumpled waste To hose off of the street Flesh is rotten, you’re forgotten On this most lovely day
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You’re gonna have a problem and its name is me Unless you get down with the fuckin’ tiki Don’t have to drink a mai tai if you are straight But you better hail a Lono before it’s too late I’ll smack a fuckin’ chisel right across your fuckin’ face Not down with Polynesia? You’re a fuckin’ disgrace! Sure man, it’s OK not to drink Better say you love tiki or you can spit your teeth Right in the sink! Aloha from Hawaii, now enjoy this fuckin’ fist! Waterfall of bloodshed soaking everyone with mist Samoan stomped cranium, a lesson for the rest Say you love tiki or you’ll be fuckin’ next! Sweet surf soundtrack as I beat Yer fuckin’ face into the fuckin’ concrete You’ve got a choice now open your eyes And use your head Before your little face situation becomes more widespread
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Got the answer Carved in wood It’s time that you Understood Life is hard But that’s OK ‘Cause tiki will help you make through the day Screaming for tiki! We’re screaming, we’re screaming, we’re screaming Screaming for tiki! Skin or longhair It’s all the same Unity through tiki Take the strain If you need help Just scream out The tiki will be coming There’s no fucking doubt! Want to make a better life for you and me? Open up your mouth and fucking shout “TIKI!”
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Are you ready for the summer? Are you ready to grind? Grab your board, catch a wave Leave your troubles behind Get sauced like Dean Martin Or carve one straight and alert All that matters is we’re here today Dodging sharks in a hula skirt Grind it out, grind it out Fist n’ shout, fist n’ shout Grind it out, grind it out When in doubt, whip it out Tiki storm the beach en masse Menehune scream Strappado discharges – 1, 2 fuck you Cross the golden stream Ya know, I was walking down the street the other day And I saw this guy all serious and grim He had on a shirt with a logo I couldn’t make out And he just seemed so fucking miserable Who knows how long this life will last? So while you’re here have a fucking blast! Surf and grindcore together as one Throw in some death metal just for fun Tomorrow cannot be assured So brothers and sisters heed these fucking words Tell those loved ones how you feel Cause any minute from now you could be a maggot’s meal
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Old as fuck, no more youth But we still will persist For the love of what we do Won’t stop, can’t stop Give me a beat that moves real sweet And I’m goddamn good to go Neighbours think I’m crazy When they hear me screaming From the basement window I feel sick and I may break a hip But fuck it, let’s rip And keep the fills real thick Prop me the fuck up and I’ll do my thing And don’t forget the pill for my ding-a-ling This musick is fused within the blood Not gonna stop till we’re 6-feet under mud
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These, your heroes, take them all Round them up, one by one With egos grown out of control Impale their skulls on a fucking pole Old time relics still hanging on Demanding respect for days long gone Who gives a shit what you once did When you were just a kid This is what I see Snivelling elderly This is what I see Snivelling elderly Same old riffs, same ole song Isn’t it about time You moved the fuck along? Your boombox doesn’t earn you shit “Please, sir, can we do a split?” Fuck this bullshit hierarchy Cause it was never meant to be
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I Wont! 01:57
I won’t take a hit from the bong But I’ll give you a light Because I’m not the one To say what’s wrong or what’s right I live my life and that’s all I can do Fuck those who think they know best Maybe you drink or maybe you don’t Maybe you will or maybe you won’t While you’re tripping I’ll just laugh ‘Cause I can’t see shit When you get the munchies, I’ll get the chips Just don’t double dip! Nailed to the X or nailed to the weed It really matters not Grindcore, hardcore, uniform voice So let’s give it all we’ve got! Don’t shove your morals down my throat Unless you want a fight
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Tried to reach out Show you the way You ignored me Now you gotta pay Told you that tiki would change your life But you just smugly ignored Well, here comes the ball-peen hammer, son Now you’ll know the score Tried to be nice, did what I could Now you have earned a face gash No second chances, no turning back Your skull is mine to smash Said it was ok If you drank the booze When you passed on tiki You chose to fucking lose To fucking lose!
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Gone Native 00:45
Bust out the chisels Drag down the scar Open the old wound Froth up the bar Staining the tiki Deep seeps the blood Watch as it animates All that you are More than feeling Hard to describe You’re in or you’re out Dead or alive This one Marquesan The next just may be From Rapa Nui Or old Hawai’i Suffering bastard hanging low Off the wall, straight to the rum they go Sanded dong girth smooth like King Kong
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Warriors of Tiki unchained to rule the night Samoans and Hawaiians join to do it fucking right Guzzling the strongest sarce Show all who’s the fucking Barse Like beef? Moke buss dem chops Say goodbye to eye, cyclops Tiki merchants stand in moonlight with detailed clubs of war Soils of the islands shake - run for the hut and fucking quake
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You’ve got a head now gimme it Lop it off your shoulders, don’t throw a fit Lost art coming back in my basement I call boss what they call defacement Take one cranium and peel the wrap Sew the eyes, sew the lips of some sap Boil it and treat it to some heated stone Now I’m never gonna be alone Walls display covered my army of heads Decked out in armor to battle the feds No one can stop us we’re ready to die On miniature ponies into glory ride With MANOWAR blasting triumphant our fight Spikes, steel and arrows on this righteous night My legion of little heads shrunken to form Victory lies in the eye of the storm
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What’s that smell, fucking hell Hippies on the beach We surf, off our turf You goddamn scum! Bang your drums all day long Pot-addled grin Here’s a fistbow for your troubles Put that in your bong Patchouli is burning and my stomach’s churning Think I’m gonna puke Adding deep red to your tie-dyed shirt Here comes the leiomano Cowering, whining, blubbering, screaming As blows beat down the plague Get back to the jungle to hide in your tree house Get off the beach! You fucking hippy
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Aloha Hell 00:43
1941, USS West Virginia Ariel torpedoes racing like steel shark Dropped into the water to ignite their cremation Ripping right through as if made out of tin Abandon ship All who can Say goodbye To life and limb But three men didn’t make it off Although they breathed in tact For sixteen days they lived submerged Sixteen days to be For sixteen days to contemplate A slow and lingering death Their clanging cries did not go unheard Nothing could be done
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Absolute glimpglod overlords With vintage mugs and not an ounce of fun You might as well be Pokemon obsessed Know-it-all geeks reigning this little world You nerds! Although I may love what you collect That doesn’t mean that you deserve my respect You schmucks! Tiki snobs, fuck off!
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Schizzo Surf 01:03
In the dead of night as the full moon glows All the surfers race to the beach in throes Grab their boards and get ready for the coming beast Like a mountain of liquid death With a tiki pendant around the neck Paddles out into the fury catching much respect There it builds, here it comes, frothing at the mouth North Shore, scream gore like Chuck Rise onto thy feet Too late to retreat Jaw now opens wide Swallowed whole inside Deafening thunder, sucked in and spit Projectile of flesh quickly losing all shit Mano circle and race trailing flames Almost get buss’ up by da kapu ride Fluid embers, scorching steam Schizzo surf, molten cube to gleam
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Storming with the shit brigade Projecting shit just to get laid Don’t turn the other cheek Unless you want it beaten in Fight violence with violence That’s the only way to win Say you’re here to stand your ground Then cave and crumple in a mound Can’t take a punch you silly git Looks like you’re leaking blood and shit Ideals that haven’t been thought out No sense, no fists, what have you got? Better hope your blood will clot Missing teeth and frothing snot That bandana finally has a use Tie it tight into a noose
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We’re fucked! Bleeding out more every day Lighting the signal for virtue And jamming heads deeper in sand Get fucked! Waddling Ostrich Brigade Feelings more precious than silver or gold Hold signs to deflect when uncomfortable facts unfold Bleating a whistle again and again To protect from dangerous truth Regurgitate labels to void what’s been said Kissing feet of the slugs at the top Medals Everyone gets one today Except for the sinners who thought for themselves To the bottom until they repent We’re fucked! Bleeding out more every day Lighting the signal for virtue And jamming heads deeper in sand
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Another tape, another body Splattered on the cover Not that I give a fuck But what if it was your mother? How about a gay bash victim Or a leftie hung and bled PC gore band makes mistake! Should have been a Nazi instead! (And for that we sincerely apologize.)
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Hand Wringer 01:38
Vanquished by the light Wringing hands and redirecting Punished for our blight Rationality’s gone septic Tow the thread bare line Nerve gas zaps the greasy pundit Anything but that Taqiya draped upon the masses Eat it with a spoon Shovel shit to the point of bursting Then when you explode Blame the system, never admit defeat On the rings of logic, brain is trying not to slip The pommel horse below is aching for a throat to slit The liberal tries to tiptoe Through the tulips barbed and mined Vanquished by the light Wringing hands and redirecting Punished for our slight Rationality’s gone septic
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Sorry, Punk 01:26
Sorry punk, not an anarchist Nor am I a dirty communist I don’t believe that we’re all the same And deep down neither do you Don’t have a need to affiliate When most of you I already hate No desire to join a team Of lying, bankrupt fools Drink sewage from the Marxist cup Dream of death camps and trampled speech Mapped out on your iPhone apps In between marches and insipid chants
81.
Arms outstretched Pouty face Cradle the world In your condescending embrace Ensnare the downtrodden as your pets Apologize for everything and pat heads Tell the world you’re truly good Then go back to your own neighbourhood Shame, shame, shame Everyone knows your name Useless blathering blight This deeper shade of white Sympathetic cowardice Cursed to have been born unclean Revel in the artifacts of trauma, sight unseen Pointing fingers, spraying guilt Pale judge who shall amerce On the scales of social justice Whitey, you’re the worst
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Drag out of bed for another day Same as the last, on a limb I’d say Grinding teeth and slamming coffee black Could this be the day the heartbeat ends? Barely care at this point, my friends Though no one thinks it will ever be them Spinning on that filthy edge Scrape the bottom with a dredge Churn the silt to settle heaped Crushing chest, shallow breath Down and out inside a husk A coup directed from within Cinch the wire snug around the throat Bag the head before the overdose Down the road and not across the street Gurgles quickly erode
83.
(no lyrics)
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Brainwashed masses Force-fed lies Sinister motives In disguise Most believe they do no wrong Invasion without question It’s happened all along It’s your rights that have been taken away You deny it, it happens every day You can’t touch me No fucking way
85.
Shake the earth, koa trunks DNA forged flesh and bone Neck thick lava chunks Legs like logs Stamping down the beach To fuck you up Follicle explosions Skulls become volcanoes Belching out enough To form a new island Fused with brain tissue And evicted scat Just a little inland From Chinaman’s Hat Down from the mountain Back of a boar Paddle in fierce Lay claim with a roar!
86.
Chosen ones? Pious horde Genocidal rage Breeders of malignancy A so-called state ingrained Oppression knows no boundary Persecution turned Reinvent the future I guess you never learned Thieves return, back for more Obtain at any cost Wallowing in history The innocence you lost
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Storming the gates of the pommy bastard Case of tubes and bottler hat Poofter’s and vejjos better rack off Reckon Barry’s gonna lair it up Sniffing nervous Confidence building Eyes are bugging Double-taking Polyester Prince starts during Kung Fu Hands are lethal weapons in 16 states
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All aboard you fucking chumps The train’s set to depart Grab your ticket, take a seat It’ll tear your ass apart It’s the last train to Mortville Andy’s in control He’s got a gun, he’s got some lube He’s got a rigid pole It’s the last train to Mortville
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Struttin’ down the beach like he runs the show Jefferson vacation, George is rarin’ to go Dry cleaning kingpin like a Sherman tank Bring on the sodomy Couple of drinks just to loosen up Hula girls hula, macadamia nuts Diamond Head rumbles a forbidden chant That blankets Waikiki Tom watching hips He means ships Sunblocked schnoz Saggy nips Drinks flowing freely from the bar Pimpin’ ain’t easy for this honky star Polyester shirts pullin’ in the babes Willis gets a tan Fast forward to my visit there Turn on the TV in a tropical stare Hawaiian Jefferson glowing on the screen Ruling the spot where I’d just been
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Sold since then Molded into nothing more Take what’s given Not a word Accept the logic Nothing more Take what’s given Just go through fast and feed There’s nothing to impede A path well-travelled down Suck till you fuck the ground
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I just felt someone walk over my grave Five are preparing to die One by one at the end of a gun Hailfire waves them goodbye Persuasion, my strong point Explode at the end Ensuring I make no mistake Hammering steam blast So gracefully churned Lips quiver molten And melt from their face Five dead witnesses Contorted with pain I know the rules of this killing game
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I deny, dissolve the law Uprising to start the fall Insurgency Aversion grows Insurrection Tangled in defeat
93.
Execrate in reveries Everlasting hate Vestige of the dying Approach to seal their fate At my feet, soon to pass I salvage from your broken mass Everlasting hate
94.
The rope on the hydrant Holds a victim of silence Burned on the pavement And frozen in stone Another day tied to the streets As you inflict your will Tell me about oppression While you dominate your slave Welcome to the concrete grave Where lungs inhale exhaust If you really cared You’d find your accessory a home
95.
(lyrics unvailable)
96.
Bred to be born Just as they’d conceived Manipulate the given form To show the world how bad you really are This symbol shows your worth Now everyone will know You’re nothing but an image-driven fuck Showcasing the inferior stock Bred to be born Just as they’d conceived Manipulate the given form Show the world how bad you really are
97.
(no lyrics)
98.
Pathetically he tried To find another womb Teeth and skin and fat Guess who’s never coming back Hit the ground and gleam Each one unique From the sill He watches still and waits
99.
Whiten the face, blacken out eyes Damnation orders unleashed Written in blood, follow and heed Soldiers of evil released Cast in a mold, do as you’re told Demons to keep you in line Dark hearts descend deep in the trend The height of avail as defined Drop to your knees, swallow with force Gargle pathetic desire Eternal remiss, disjointed and skewed Taking you higher and higher Charring remnants Take the veil Desecration Ingesting thorns Scourge unending Erode at speed Infernal dwelling Bury rationale
100.
(no lyrics)
101.
Left to stave off Preserve oneself Against the day They come from below Once asleep Tranquil crashing down He limps through plagues As hope soon fades Made to believe No time to grieve Engrave and fuse Just born to lose
102.
We spit in the eye Of they who cast the stone Raise the flag Programmed deviation We will destroy The purist’s day
103.
(instrumental)
104.
H.A.W.A.I.I. 00:46
H stands for hibiscus So pleasing to the eye A is for aloha Hello and good-bye W for wahine Golden skin to touch The other A is ‘aina Soil, sand and such The first I goes to ‘ilima Oahu’s pride and joy The second I for island style Shave ice, surf and poi Hawaii, land of much sweet sun Blue and warm the sea H-A-W-A-I-I Hah vai ee poh no ee H-A-W-A-I-I That is where I want to be Beneath the rainbow sky
105.
Went down to the show one night to get my rock ‘n’ roll Hoping for a band to send my flag right up the pole Singer looked a psychopath, tattooed and full of piss Knew right then and there this was a gig I shouldn’t miss Took the stage Ripped off his shirt Holy shit Neil’s got tits Never have I seen such beauty cans upon a guy Watch out in the front row or you just might lose an eye Heavy hanging bullets strong enough to kill a tank Guitarist on the left of stage finger-tapped a wank Inhuman screams Get something off his chest Unholy breasts Neil’s got tits Heavy hormone demon struttin’ hard Swinging them knockers will leave ya scarred Two black eyes and an attitude Sunset Stripper headbangin’ nude Toss a dollarydoo and you might cop a feel Off this tig-ole-bitty owner, goes by Neil All right, outta sight, spandex daddy is here Just wait till he gets silicone in his rear
106.
Tikilixor 00:35
Tikilixor Mai Tai mixer 7-foot wooden tiki That has 6 arms Made from bamboo And built like a wooden-gear clock
107.
The fever’s taken hold Locked in and burrowing Wasting minds in ordered form Skull blubber morphing into shit Choose a side and start the war Frothing at the mouth Like a sideshow midget Dance for nickels right on cue If you can ramble loud enough Then declare victory There’s only an exit door From the mind of a brain that’s mush
108.
The Exorcist Pentagram Burning in Hell Evil Warriors Seven Churches Satan’s Curse Holy Hell Twisted Minds Fallen Angel Death Metal The Heretic Tribulation March to Die Phantasm No Will to Live Beyond the Gates The Beasts of the Apocalypse Séance Restless Dead Dog Fight Confessions My Belief The Eyes of Horror Swing of the Axe Storm in My Mind
109.
Down in the shop Covered in slop Hammering over and over again Each strike slightly altered Pelting the walls with projectile carnage Doomed to be repeating Fibres cut and screaming Slowly taking form The head is being born Back to the stone to drive and hone Back to the stone I can see the head! Relax and let it come Fuck! There goes the side of the nose Hanging by sinew Time to act, clutch and smash I can see the head!
110.
(no lyrics)
111.
(lyrics unavailable)
112.
Slack and drool Wait for what? Tell me what else You’re not gonna do
113.
(no lyrics)
114.
We are warriors of metal and we fight until the death Slaying wimps and posers till we take away their breath With our Razor records pounding and fists held to the sky We are Wadge the mighty so prepare yourself to die! (partial lyrics only)
115.
Hailed in the night Intercontinental I’m a crazy insaneiac But I’m not idiotic stupid fool You’re one of a real, my extreme Brutal noisegrind bands That I’ve ever had, liked or known You make it all not just as An unusual music but more than ever was Transinformator Gate of infos
116.
Dark and dumb Effeminate is gay Gay is sick So let’s blow ‘em all away Male as ruler Women as meek White superiority Won’t turn the other cheek Human as master Dog play dead The second generation Ate up everything you said Deception everlasting Another one is born Passed on like genetics Full of DNA and scorn
117.
Christmas comes but once a year And thank God for that While giving birth, Mary proclaimed “Jesus fucking Christ, it hurts!” Away in a manger The dude from Voivod Assisted with the holy birth In French he said “No crib for a bed” So he built one for the Lord Out of drum sticks Covered in afterbirth But chill as fuck Can’t catch an infection From Immaculate Conception
118.
(lyrics unavailable)
119.
Never seen such love From a human head
120.
The basement’s where I like to be Away from society Tempo driving at full force The compulsion runs its course Strings are strained in dark embrace Enemies I shall deface Fuck the goddamn human race! Riffing quick to shock the lake Low end rumbles an earthquake Scathing cords, it just makes sense In or out, get off the fence
121.
Long Gone 01:21
(instrumental)
122.
Mushin 00:37
Resolve to find Immovable mind Dedicate Strive to attain mushin Blistered eyes Lessons from the wise Katsujin ken The sword that gives life
123.
Excursions 00:39
(not available)
124.
(no lyrics)
125.
(no lyrics)
126.
Watch a stomach burst its seams Spill the things that fill my dreams Fat and skin are pulled away I’m a kid in a candy store today Sugar-coated this is not I found the licorice twists I sought Banks have overflowed with sauce I won’t forget to brush and floss A human piñata, it dangles like meat I wear a blindfold because I don’t cheat Pick up the festival nail-ridden wood Take aim and swing like a good child should Stick and pith contact way up in the air I’m showered with goodies for playing so fair Somebody’s loved one degraded to this A hollowed out torso is all that they miss Stomach ripped open Spill the contents
127.
She flopped around for hours Like a yo-yo on a string Rock the cradle, walk the dog That rope burn’s gotta sting! (partial lyrics)
128.
(instrumental)

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released July 5, 2021

1-5 = split 7" w/ ENEMY SOIL
6-12 = split 7" w/ PRÄPARATION-H
13-23 = "On A Mission" 10"
24-29 = split 7" w/ PANTALONES ABAJO MARINERO
30-34 = split 7" w/ NEEDFUL THINGS
35-40 = split 7" w/ SHIT ON COMMAND
41-43 = split 7" w/ THE ENDLESS BLOCKADE
44-47 = split 7" w/ SANITYS DAWN
48-50 = split 7" w/ SOIL OF IGNORANCE
51-55 = "Tiki Gods, No Masters" Digital EP
56-58 = "v/a "Incident At Ape Canyon" CD
59-61 = split 7" w/ GROTESQUE ORGAN DEFILEMENT
62-68 = "Screaming For Tiki" Digital EP
69-75 = split CD w/ CAPTAIN THREE LEG
76-82 = v/a "Multidimensional Sodomy, Electric Bloodlust And Cosmic Curses On Mankind" 3-way LP
88 = v/a "Small Doses" CD
90 = v/a "Deadly Encounters Volume 2" 7"
91-92 = v/a "Grind In The Mind" 7"
93 = v/a "Imbalance Digital Compilation"
94 = v/a "The Street Enters The House" CD
96 = v/a "Where's Your Beard?" cassette
97 = v/a "Crush Your Canadian Idols" CD
98 = v/a "The Progress For Annihilation" 7"
100 = v/a "Pieces" cassette
101 = v/a "Cash, Gash & Thrash" 7"
102 = v/a "Drum Machine Madness" 7"
104 = v/a "Crush Your Canadian Idols" LP
106 = v/a "Freak Power" LP
110 = v/a "Wizards Of Gore" Impetigo Tribute CD/LP
111 = v/a "Noise Against The Machine" 7"
117 = v/a "A Grindcore Christmas" digital compilation
122-124 = v/a "Pacino Grande" cassette
125 = Crawl/Child "Principles Of Exclusion" CD
everything else = previously unreleased
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Mike Pyette - vocals
Bradley Park - vocals
Jeff Broderick - vocals
Jay Randall - vocals
Andy Koettel - vocals
Brian Carroll - vocals
Stevo Dobbins - vocals
Tim Freeborn - vocals
Jon Engman - Fingers Of Iron

Artwork by Gobbles and Tabu.
Mastered by Eric Trude at Hostile Studios

All songs recorded in basements. All hail basements.

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