1. The Fist Of The Leng Tch'e

This is the fucking fist
This is our outlet of anger, our escape from the routine
This is our reason to breathe
The embodiment of a dream
Revolt on all your senses
Exclude all which makes numb
The revolution of music dressed in a grindcore coat
Let go of all the masses
The stress of mass consumption
The personal revolution, we're all here for the cause
Subculture of a defunct world
Alternative to the routine imposed
This is the fucking fist
This is our outlet of anger, our escape from the routine
This is our reason to breathe
The embodiment of a dream
Revolt on all your senses
Exclude all which makes dumb
The revolution of music dressed in a personal coat
Let go of all the masses
The stress of mass consumption
The musical revolution, we're all here for the same cause

2. Don't Touch My Spandex

When I go out on a Saturday night
I always wear my spandex, it's such a delight
To match with my headband, don't mess with my spikes
My nice leather pants, sure I got sweaty balls
Nice old patches on my jacket
All-over shirt stick in my trousers
Come on watch me being metal
More metal then you'll ever be
Army boots in, checkin' my spandex
Leaving you guessing, what is in there
Nice shiny balls, with an accept tattoo
Udoo dirkschneider eat your heart out

3. Overkill Bill

Is this what it has come to
Is this what you call a scene?
Every week the same rehashed shit
Every week beating around the bush
This is the overkill – this Bill repeated to death
They are the modern rockstars
The flaccid pornstars
Are you fucking bored yet?
Nothing else to do?
Is it for the 'fame'?
Is it for the 'money'?
Is it lack of wit?
Are we bored yet?
Every week the same rehashed shit
Every week beating around the bush
This is the overkill – this Bill repeated to death
Audience indifferent, play for 20 or less, what a fest
Why aren't we bored yet?

4. Another Hit Single

Here we go, yeah, another day at my fucking job
Another eight hours of listening to the radio
I'm going mental of hearing the same, over and over and over again
The same shit all day long, they even redo old songs
Just another fase in the demoralization of man
Just wait 'till the new hit comes and strikes you with boredom till kingdom come
I'm going mental of hearing the same, over and over and over again
The same fucking shit all day long, they even redo old songs
Play something else, before I lose my sense

5. Bobby-Joe's Slumber Party

Come on step right into the barn
Some sheep fucking won't do no harm
I'm Bobby-Joe and I'm a redneck
So bring out da hoods and burn the cross
If there was a tard gene I was blessed with it for sure
Prejudice and bigamy, the farm is on a roll
Imma get medieval on yo ass
With a pair of playas and an axe
Marching streets and chanting hymns
I'm a real treat to mankind

6. Remote Controlled

Independence is at an all time low
Personal development thrown out the door
Is it for the cashflow?
Or does one simply not give a fuck anymore?
Robotized by a charted life
We are all remote controlled
For economic growth
Prostitutes – of the mighty dollar
Ill consumed – spirit doesn't matter
Prostitutes – living on a collar
Brain refused – for the mighty dollar
Can't anyone see, what's going on?
Why don't you snap out of it and smash the current times?
A life or a currenct?
Independency to be revived?
Independence is at an all time low
Personal development thrown out the door
Is it for the cashflow
Or does no one give a fuck anymore?
Can't anyone see, what's going on?

7. Glamourgirl Concubine

Nothing else to do,
guess I'll spend another fortune 4k dollars on a suit,
well spent for a one time fling
walking down the street like you're strutting on a stage,
yeah! I'm so suffering from attention whore clich?
Can't handle the stress, what if I don't make the press?
It's a gathering of assholes,
only there to show they're present so they can say
'have you seen me?',
I'm so spoiled, that's what I've achieved...
The paparazzi make my day let me dress up for the parade
Number one attention fucking whore

8. Ingest / Dissent

Social utopia differentiates from my own values in life
Does one have the right to differ from what the mass imposes?
Barriers and rules imposed by others I not my way to go
I dissent all the sheep ingest my own morals
Choices imposed...
Do we still have the right to choose for our own sexuality, way of life?
Or are we consciously policed by our friends, and our government?
Who sets the rules, the codes on how to dress and act
On who to love or to hate, how can you make a standard of that?
I for one take my right to disagree and break global pact
Bend the rules and dissent to bigotry, ingest a higher truth...
How can you...
Pick on someone, make his life hell
For the personal choices that he has made
People differ in opinion and taste
There is no preset on how life should be lived
Bend the rules and dissent to bigotry, ingest a higher truth...

9. Schematic

9 to 5, empty shells do their part for society
Numb yourself, get it on day in and day out
Braincells degrade for the sake of a paycheck
IQ selectively reduced for a schematic...life
Ambition left the heart of men
For a bunch of zeros you sell yourself
One day you will take the gun
Shoot it all against the wall
Do your time...schematic...life

10. Man's Inhumanity To Man

I drive around in my stolen car
Public places are my goal
Aiming for a massive body count
Hail to Allah, my personal whore
Packed with dynamite, I will destroy
In the name of the good lord
Blown to pieces scattered around
Innocent lives I will abort
I shoot people in the head
For they had it coming
At least that's what my baby Jesus said
Now I'm coming after you
I will kill you on the spot
For that I will reach heaven soon
Yeah heaven, cause hell is too hot

11. Motorgrinding

Ooh baby, get you hood all shining we're gonna ride all night long
I love your greasy leather right beneath my big fat bung
Pedal to the metal, here we go...
I want trucks, motels, whores, mullets, barfights, horny sluts
I want skulls cracking, whacking, slapping and titty grabbing
What can I do, I'm a fat-ass bastard
Brawling is my job...all night long...
Ooh baby, get your hood all shining we're gonna ride all night long
I love your greasy leather right beneath my big fat bung
Pedal to the metal, here we go...

12. Fat Camp

Baggy tits, XL cunts, I'm a fatofiliac who likes chicks like trucks
Huge ass bung, triple chin, gimme some lube to make it swing
Fat camp, come on pass on the mayonnaise
Eat another burger I'll like you even more
Uncle Sam told you to eat that shit
Fat camp, come on here my bourgoise tease bitch
Eat another bag of chips I'll like you even more
Uncle Sam's getting rich and my pole stiff
Baggy tits, XL cunts, I'm a fatofiliac who likes chicks like trucks
Huge ass bung, triple chin, gimme some lube to make it swing

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We're all pawns on a flowchart
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Translating figures, money into power
Twisting value, decreasing virtue – corporate degout
Pushing lives, expendable assets
Rising unemployment callous to the big suit
Ruining lives, undervalued problems
Rising public frustration demoralizing man
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14. Derisive Conscience

Pathetic your excuses are at best
Instantly you shove the blame somewhere else
Incapable minds control your life...
I am not the one to sit back and swallow their crud
No life, no future no free will, is this what you want?
Misleading the masses...but this is when your derisive conscience kicks in... feeding morons with
lucrative lies
Joking about it while you waste our cash
Living a life without morals or sense of self
I hope your ass can cover the check for the loss of mind...

15. Patriotic Pleasure

Hide behind your fucking flag
Country-ass hillbilly bastards
Scattered by your ignorance
Another bunch of retards
Fed by spineless policies
Do yourself a patriotic pleasure
Superior by your one way thoughts
Just a bitch of those who feed you
Better run you line dancing country-ass
Cause I just wanna bleed you
Hang yourself from your burning flag now

16. The Plastic Motive

Genuine or devious, motives tested to the end
Masked intentions overrule any form of trust in me
A preordained psychosis infused to a bitter end
The plastic motive, hypocrite means to an end
Masked emotions destroy social confidence
The plastic motive, emotive bonds a new trend?
Masked emotions overrules self esteem
The plastic motive, hypocrite means to an end
Are they out for information and self enrichment?
Human masquerade, twisting people at your will
At which cost do you toy with your so called 'friends'?
Solitary confinement a zero tolerance solution your kind
Is there a solution for your kind?

17. Testosterone Collar

I wanna be a macho man
My testosterone flies off the pan
Props and requisites give that extra glit
But nothing equals the size of my bling!
I'm a jerk, I'm a dick, all I wanna do is park my prick
I wanna be a macho man
My testosterone flies off the pan
Props and requisites give that extra glit
But nothing equals the size of my bling!
Macho man... yeah baby... I fly out the pan

18. Scene Scenery

What a vicious lucrative masquerade serving up compliments and bullshit
an idolated friend-foe policy honesty is a burden in this scenery
Whatever happened to be yourself whatever happened to "speak your mind"
whatever happened to "spit your piece" when did music turn into politics?
A two faced bitch – standing on the side feeding & breeding
on a pool of lies a fashion victim begging for a chance
The time has come to end the scenery the time has come to end
the politics drop the antics and get up to date competitive bullshit: scene scenery
What's the point of being two-faced?
What's the point of fake compliments where did criticism get traded for cocksucking & bribe?
Your existence is a waste of breath and time
Scene scenery the time has come to end the scenery competitive bullshit: scene scenery

19. Clarity Denied

Silenced and beaten down
By a 'normalized' environment
A man torn from reality, caged and caved in
-Time to put the needle to the test
All which you held high in regard
All which you have learned in your life
All which defines your point of view
All is right, no more needs to worry
No more need to think
The injections make it easier for
Them to do the thinking for you
Strapped to a gurney
They took your life from you
Time to put up your free will to the test
Reprogramming 'till you match the mould
A stone cold reality for a fucked up world
Clarity is denied and sealed with a hit...
I've had enough – take another Prozac
I make my choice – no need to think
I've had enough – take another Prozac
Another fix derides the will to oppose
Silenced and beaten down
By a 'normalized' environment
A man torn from reality, caged and caved in
-Time to put the needle to the test

20. Mediocrity Contest

Flooded with crap creating overdose
Abundance of junk – creativity is lost
Mediocre at best, just chugging along
Just the same shit in a different coat
It seems like they all enjoy & compete
To rip off bands that had 'the beat'
It just ain't worth a thing
If it ain't got that swing
All your riffs sound the same
My attention, just fades!
It seems like they all base their songs
On that one riff that rocks their world
So please make sure there's a
Difference between two songs
I can't even hear the
Difference between two bands
Flooded with crap creating overdose
Just the same shit in a different coat

21. P.I.M.P.

Yeah baby, I'm on a roll
Checkin booty walkin down da street
Wicked playaz clear da hood
Cause ya don't wanna mess with me
I'll pull my piece out mothafucka
I'll put a fuckin cap in yer ass
With my stiletto I'll cut you up
As you know my scars will last
Got my bitches on my leather sofa
Creamin in my Oldsmobile
No compassion 4 human life
You best take me 4 real

22. Reality? TV

What is this sitcom therapy what is this emulation of empathy?
Trashcan dating big brother shows it's a brothel of emotions
Why the fuck should I care about a suburb bitch that can't find a man?
Why the fuck should I care about some fatass that eats himself to death?
You tell me, why the fuck should I care?
You tell me, what is this charade?
Ratings are money, a life for profit you tell me, are you that liable?
Trashcan dating big brother shows it's a brothel of emotions

23. Alliance Of Blockheads

Propagated to be the new world power
Wartoys speak out your voice in a deadly manner
Propagated to be the new world power
Epitome of madness, the illusion of the free
Imposing rules to apprehend control
Defacing facts one dollar at a time
The biggest farce now turns to crime
Media corrupted, joining the plot
Imposing the so-called free
Is anyone free to breathe?
Imposing rules for global control
Pretending to defend the truth when cash is involved
Media corrupted

24. Terminal Excess Patient

Come on see me now
I used to live next door
Until I spoke to satan
I now live in a mental home
Something snapped inside my head
I killed my family with an axe
I used to talk to satan, but now I'm all alone
I'm restrained now with Haldol