Thrash to the Future

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Track Name: THERE IS NO POWER ON EARTH TO BE COMPARED TO HIM
SOMEONE STOP US
WE CAN’T BE RESTRAINED
WE CAN’T BE CONTROLLED
Track Name: MY ARCH NEMESIS’ NANOROBOTIC SABOTEURS REWIRED MY PRE-FRONTAL CORTEX
LET MY GUARD DOWN, NEVER SLEEPING
FOOLPROOF LASER SECURITY SYSTEM
MINOR SURGERY, POISON THE BLOODSTREAM
DRUGGED WITH DISTRACTION, RELEASE THE DOPAMINE

WHERE WERE YOU? SYSTEM FAILS, LET’S MY ENEMY THROUGH

RADARS FLASHING, BALLISTICS FIRING
QUICKLY MY DEFENCE IS TIRING
SOUND THE SIREN, RING THE ALARM
COMPLACENT PATIENCE DOES THE HARM

TRAITORS WITHIN ME, CONSPIRE AGAINST ME
Track Name: BIONIC TETRABRACH
EATING BURRITOS, DRINKING BEER
TRYING TO SMASH SOME RIFFS, BUT I’M STRUGGLING HERE
NO TIME TO TALK, MORE TIME TO SHRED
TOO MANY THINGS TO DO, I CAN’T GET OUTTA MY HEAD
WORKING IN THE LAB ON A TUESDAY NIGHT
SKETCHING UP A SCHEMATIC COS IT’D BE ALRIGHT
TO HAVE AN EXTRA PAIR OF ARMS, BURSTING FROM MY SIDE
BIONIC CYBORGS, RULING THE NIGHT

BIONIC ELECTRONIC SYSTEMATIC EVOLUTION

ARISE!

1, 2, 3, 4 ARMS FUCK YEAH!
Track Name: PUNK ROCK IS AN EVOLUTIONARY DEAD END
PUNK ROCK IS A FUCKING CON
A FAD AND A CRAZE BEST LEFT TO THE YOUNG
NOTHING BUT REBEL POSTURING
TO THE SONGS THAT WE SING, THEY DON’T MEAN A THING

DEAD END

POLITICS REDUCED TO SLOGANS
RADICALISM LOST ON MIDDLE-CLASS BOGANS
A TROJAN HORSE HAS BEEN UNLEASHED
JADED SELF-SATISFIED APATHY
THE TRUTH IS WE’RE JUST TALKING HEADS
THE ROMANTICISM’S DEAD, THE KIDS HAVE BEEN MISLED
MUSIC IS A BOURGEOIS PURSUIT
YOUR RHETORIC IS CUTE, BUT YOUR ACTIONS MAKE ME PUKE

DEAD END

WHITE MIDDLE CLASS KIDS BLAMING THE SYSTEM
FUCK I WANNA HIT THEM, BUT THEIR BULLSHIT’S PERSISTING
AS LONG AS WE KEEP GOING TO SHOWS
I SUPPOSE WE STICK IT UP SOCIETY’S NOSE
YOU’RE NOT ALLOWED TO LIKE MY BAND
THIS SHIT IS OUTTA HAND! I’M DOING WHAT I CAN
BUT THERE’S STILL MUCH TO BE SAID
ABOUT TWO MINUTES OF A SHRED WITH A SPEAKER TO MY HEAD
Track Name: THE ADVENT OF THE HUMAN MARIONETTE MEANS IMMORTALITY IS WITHIN MY GRASP
POISON MY DRINK AND BEAT ME SENSLESS
YOU CAN’T KILL ME, YOU CAN’T KILL ME
SHOOT ME TWICE, BOUND & GAG ME
YOU CAN’T KILL ME
WEIGH IT DOWN & OVER THE BRIDGE
YOU CAN’T KILL ME, YOU CAN’T KILL ME
RISE FROM THE DEAD LIKE ZOMBIE JESUS
YOU CAN’T KILL ME

PARLOUR TRICKS & SMOKE SCREENS
DYING MAN BEHIND THE SCENES

RAISE THE DEAD!

REPLACE MY HEART WITH CIRCUITS, WIRES
YOU CAN’T KILL ME, YOU CAN’T KILL ME
COLLECT MY THINGS & RAISE THE FIRE
YOU CAN’T KILL ME
MOVE TO A NEW TOWN, HAIL ME CHIEF
YOU CAN’T KILL ME, YOU CAN’T KILL ME
SALUTE THE KING, WAR LORD, THIEF
YOU CAN’T KILL ME
Track Name: TIN FOIL MIND SHIELD
I’M A SLAVE TO REALITY, SCIENCE IS MY MASTER
AND TRY AS YOU MIGHT, YOU CAN’T GET MUCH PAST HER
COS THE FACTS AND THE FIGURES ARE THERE TO SEE
AND THE CRACKS IN THE CRITICS CAN’T BE BELIEVED
THEY’RE SELLING SCEPTICISM WITHOUT THE PRECISION
OF THE DECISIONS OF PEOPLE IN THEIR RIGHTFUL POSITIONS
GLEANING FROM THE STATS, WHAT THEY WANT TO BE SEEN
INSTEAD OF READING THE FACTS AND INTERPRETING WHAT THEY MEAN

WIZARDS AND UNICORNS RULE THE WORLD

SELLING MISINFORMATION
THE TELEVISIONS STATIONS KEEP ME RAGING
CRACKPOTS DRIBBLING ON THE INTERNET
TO KEEP THE NUTTERS WET, WHAT ELSE SHOULD I EXPECT?
THEIR CLAIMS TO BE VET? NO VESTED INTERESTS?
SMOKING AD EXECS, BACK TO THEIR BEST
EVERYONE BEGGING TO BE DUPED
LET’S CONFUSE THE TRUTH AND FORGET THE PROOF

YO, MOTHERFUCKER, CHECK YOUR STAR SIGN
THE PLANETS ALIGN, ITS GONNA BE FINE
SO SICK OF SUPERSTITION
PSYCHICS KEEP FISHING BUT THEIR HOOKS KEEP MISSING
IF WE DON’T NEED SURGEONS FOR SURGERY
A PRIEST WON’T KEEP ME FROM PURGATORY
I DON’T NEED A WIZARD OR A UNICORN
AND I DON’T BELIEVE IN LEPRECHAUNS

BULLSHIT
YOU’RE SELLING BULLSHIT
Track Name: LET US EXPLORE SPACE TOGETHER FOREVER
FUCK THIS, LAY DOWN YOUR ARMS
ALWAYS DYING, ALWAYS FAILING
PACK YOUR BAGS, LET’S FUCKING GO
I’M SICK OF HOLDING ON, I’M SICKING OF FIGHTING ON
WE CAN HAVE HOVER BOARDS, WE CAN HAVE X-RAY EYES
OUTER SPACE CALLS OUR NAME
IF WE CAN JUST REFRAIN FROM THE PETTY GAMES

THE PLACES WE COULD GO

I’VE GOT A MECHANICAL
STAR-HOPPING PTERODACTYL
OUR KNOWLEDGE IS INFINITE
SPACEMAN SPIFF NEVER QUITS

THE PLACES WE COULD GO
THE STARS ARE MY HOME
Track Name: 8. I HOPE YOUR CHILD IS BORN WITH SUCH DEFORMITIES AND THE RESULTANT GUILT IS SO BURDENSOME, YOU MUST KILL YOURSELF AND THE ADVERSITY YOUR CHILD FACES INSPIRES THEM TO CREATE A COLOSSAL CYBORG BODY SO THEY MAY RULE THIS WORLD WITH AN IRON FIST (AND LASERS) IN THE NAME OF TRUTH AND JUSTICE
NO HOPE JOKE WITH YA NECK IN A ROPE,
YOUR CHILD’S GONNA CHOKE AND THEY DON’T GET A VOTE
YOU GOTTA TRIGGER PRESSING DOWN, RIGHT ON YOUR FUTURE THERE
CLOSE YOUR EYES COS I KNOW YOU DON’T CARE

SUCK IT DOWN, SUCK IT DOWN, SUCK IT DOWN
WAGE WAR, WAGE WAR, WAGE WAR

PRAY & HOPE, THAT’S ALL SHE WROTE
BUT I AIN’T NO DOPE, BUT A MISANTHROPE TRYING TO COPE
A POWER FREAK WITH A REAL MEAN STREAK, I SEE
VENGEANCE IS NOT BEYOND ME

WRETCHED BODIES, RIGHTEOUS MINDS
STAND BY MY SIDE, STAND BY MY SIDE
UNHOLY SOLDIERS, LIFELONG PRISONERS
STAND BY MY SIDE, STAND BY MY SIDE
POISONED ARROWS, CLOAK AND DAGGER
RUN FOR YOUR LIFE, RUN FOR YOUR LIFE
RUN FOR YOUR LIFE, RUN FOR YOUR LIFE

RUN, RUN, MOTHERFUCKER
RUN, RUN, MOTHERFUCKER RUN
Track Name: OUR INSECT OVERLORDS SHALL INHERIT THE EARTH
THERE MUST BE SOMETHING IN OUR DNA
THAT RELAYED THE WAY WE SEEM TO BEHAVE
THESE CUNTS WITHOUT BRAINS ALWAYS HAVE IT MADE
THEIR RICHES PAID & THE RIGHTEOUS WANE

BURN IT ALL

NEW MONEY, OLD MONEY, FUCK THE LOT OF THEM
THE JUST ARE FORGOTTEN AND SUNK TO THE BOTTOM
THE GREATS CAME & PLAYED AND WERE KICKED OUTTA THE GAME
SO THE SAME & THE LAME CAN CARRY THEIR NAME
CAN’T WE DEPORT THE COHORT WHO PURPORT
TO REPORT TO THE COURT OF THE ME AND THE YOU
TO READ THE EVIDENCE REQUIRES THE INTELLIGENCE
THAT’S CLEARLY BEYOND THOSE WHO MADE IT THROUGH

BURN IT ALL

JERK!
JERK OFF!