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Brutal Truth: "For Drug Crazed Grindfreaks Only!" – 2000

энциклопедия: Brutal Truth

Состав группы:

  • Richard Hoak – ударные
  • Kevin Sharp – вокал
  • Danny Lilker – бас, вокал
  • Gurn – гитары

Brutal Truth: "For Drug Crazed Grindfreaks Only!" – 2000

Композиции:

  1. K.A.P.
  2. Dead Smart
  3. Blind Leading The Blind
  4. Let's Go To War
  5. Choice Of A New Generation
  6. Walking Corpse
  7. Fisting
  8. Homesick
  9. Stench Of Prophet
  10. Jemenez Cricket

Лирика

1. K.A.P.

about your policies
well i wonder
its crisis overload
and no wonder

falling, we're falling, falling
down this fucking hole

begin the slaughter and
welcome pigs
slop the bullshit, welcome in
insert the blade,
i'll stick and plunge
twist the fucking blade,
bloodlust... kill all politicians

2. Dead Smart

you cut me down
behind my back
turn back the facts
reaching your conclusions
your theories lack the facts
and that's a fact

you think you have the answers
with not a shit to say
rip apart my every thought
before it's ever said
fuck off – fucking little trendy
brats bored of spending
mommy's cash

blinding lies,
making blieve it's real
thinking you're something...
yeah, you're dead smart

you think you have the answers
with not a shit to say
before you start to answer, i've
got one thing to say
fuck off – fucking little trendy
brats bored of spending
mommy's cash

turn back facts
delusions, what you say
conclusions, what you said

3. Blind Leading The Blind

pollutants arriving, the kids are all fighting
why turn your cheek, block reality
for in blind faith, you look the other way
you sittin' pretty, wait until another day

be true in yourself, have faith in what you're made
act on instinct, in all the rules you break
social disease, rotting time away
too late for preaching, hold your breath apocalypse

the time has come, the breaking point in our social decline
humankind oblivious, every life runs its line
toy soldiers march on, watch the blind

4. Let's Go To War

bang! bang! bang!
sure fire aim
pokes and prods the
pistol-whipping john wayne
tell me why?
assert to justify?
follow humanities guide crucify?
i say, why follow their ego?
let's go to war
for media frenzies
on felonious decisions
of hierarchy treason
forced upon to justify
let's go to war!!!

5. Choice Of A New Generation

Reformation at hand
Our time to stand
Misconceptions are a thing of the past
Enslaved minds give birth to a new generation
Your generation

The myth, a fiction of what you will believe
Lies, corruption, fininaial catastrophe

Legality, the only way

Progressive hemp-minded, call for legality
Ignorant and fearful, rejecting on 13
Their foolish lies will break our backs beyond humanity

Legality the only way

6. Walking Corpse

preconditioned
accepting your role
robbed of your and stripped of your soul
fall into the same routine
of drab existence, what does it mean?

Are you satisfied with the way that you exist
every single day, like the one before
don't you feel the need to express the way you feel
wake your sleeping head, there's so much... more!
just a walking corpse!

7. Fisting

fisting
money fills all who mind it
fisting all find it
circle one for the show
you're bound to take its blow
bloodlust, greed in progress
blows over
multiply, lost society

8. Homesick

i know, i know
the social programs program lies
fail to see just compromise
casualties yet unforseen
logic dictates sinking shit
i'm not homesick...
told to see just what to see
blind to ways that life can be
life awakening
i'm still beating

9. Stench Of Prophet

Motivation, greed and pride, you don't care how many die.
Mother earth raped once more, mutilated to the core

NEVER CARING

NEVER SHARING

FILL YOUR POCKETS

WITH THE STENCH OF PROFIT

Don't you see what you have done?, blocking out the fucking sun,
Savage progress, twist the fate, you won't see until it's too late.

NEVER CARING

NEVER SHARING

FILL YOUR POCKETS

WITH THE STENCH OF PROFIT

10. Jemenez Cricket

cricket's home,
right high where he outta' be
sailing high (through his)
crystal clear cash flow rainbows
our sweet drug man,
please don't try to understand
shot alone, we're alone,
so alone
getting kicks on taking risks
fucking with the numbers
turning tricks

the art of the deal,
the numbers feed, life surreal
cricket's home all alone
thinking kicks without the trip
kicking back and turning on
punching out reality
while sifting through
the hand that feeds

the art of the deal, life goes on
life is true, can't you see, your
backing out on family
everything to live for,
pure euphoric dream
life is pure, can't you see,
your backing out on family

the art of the deal, life goes on
cricket's high sky high

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