1.Mutilate Me (EP)
Hey, we've been at it a long time now＊
And you oughta know by now
The crazy thoughts running loose in my brain
Hey, I don't get off that easily
So don't take it easy on me
Try to wipe that stupid smile off my face
When your hands are wrapped around
The front of my throat
You know I never want you to let go
(I want you to) dominate me
(I want you to) violate me
(I want you to) Then for what it's worth
(I want you to) Pretend you hate me
(I want you to) dominate me
(I want you to) mutilate me
(I want you to) Then for what it's worth
(I want you to) Pretend you hate me
Hey, you say there's something wrong with me
I'm just speaking honestly
I don't want to be a stranger to pain
Hey, I think that something's wrong with you
Maybe it's your attitude
Or just people putting thoughts in your head
When your hands are wrapped around
The front of my neck
You know I never want you to let go
(I want you to) dominate me
(I want you to) violate me
(I want you to) Then for what it's worth
(I want you to) Pretend you hate me
(I want you to) dominate me
(I want you to) mutilate me
(I want you to) Then for what it's worth
(I want you to) Pretend you hate me
2.Punk House Of Horror (EP)
There's a place in the city you don't want to go＊
An evil place that has ascended from the depths below
There are Crass and other punker posters hanging on the doors
And two dirty dogs fighting and shitting all over the floors
Of the punk house
Don't say that you have not been warned
It's a punk house
Don't go into the punk house of horror
There's a guy named Rat who smells like piss and methamphetamine
He says he hates religion but he's wanting god to save the queen
There's a gnarly fucking grime on everything that you will see
inside
And a mutant form of stink that simply cannot be identified
In the punk house
This place is a fucking dive
It's a punk house
Don't go into the punk house of horror
It's a punk house
You'll be lucky to get out alive
Of the punk house
Don't go into the punk house of horror
It's a punk house of horror
Punk house of horror
It's a punk house of
3.Henchman
Stranded＊
In a life in which your struggle for acceptance is a
never-ending chore
Upbraided
For your actions, past and present and rewarded for ideas of the
future's bright open door
The henchman is the human analogue
Of the suffering multitudes
Who like good dogs, sit and lick for their reward
So what good advice
Have I got for you？
To insure against your likely metamorphosis
Into this reprobate？
Don't be a henchman
Stand on your laurels
Do what no one else does
And praise the good of other men for good man's sake
And when everyone else in the world follows your lead
Although a cold day in hell it will surely be
That's when the entire world shall live in harmony
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