1.The Other Newest One
Lyricist：Jan Paul Beahm, Georg Ruthenberg
I feel your body's close to mine
I hear your breath and mine in time
I know I'm nothing but it's you that I need
I touch your skin and it starts to feed
You're not the first, you're not the last
Another day, another crash
My eyes meet yours in secret glance
Our bodies look in ancient stance
You whisper something
And I know it's good
You're acting crazy
Just like I knew you would
You're not the first, you're not the last
Another day, another crash
Embracing my life between your thighs
We will perform in the deadly skies
Reducing my mind to endless nights
You send my dreams to their demise
Realized by your last wreath
I take your hair in to my hands
I pull it tight to fit your demands
Feel my body in to yours know it's right
'Cause that's my soul you stir
You're not the first, you're not the last
Another day, another crash
2.Dragon Lady
Lyricist：Darby Crash, George Ruthenberg
You walk to the temple on the boulevard
You know the way in 'cause you're the son of God
She opens the door with a sardonic glance
You drop to the floor making your plans
It's a real cool parody
That's my dragon lady
In a low society with no variety
She lives a tongue on cheek dream
There's something in her eyes that nature denied
She's a whirlwind creature of cultural ties
A preacher of schemes and self denial
She talks up a storm with news and belial
It's a real cool parody
That's my dragon lady
In a low society with no variety
She lives a tongue on cheek dream
The clock on the mantle hands stop crossed
The rug on the floors a resting place for the dust
The talk of the town yet she's never been seen
A loving relation with a well trained machine
It's a real cool parody
That's my dragon lady
In a low society with no variety
She lives a tongue on cheek dream
3.Manimal
Lyricist：Darby Crash, George Ruthenberg
I came into this world
A puzzled panther
Waiting to be caged
But something stood in the way
I was never quite tamed
Crossed the paths of right and wrong
Saw them take their toll
Saw armies that marched
Like animals they crawled
I came into this world
A puzzled panther
Waiting to be caged
But something stood in the way
I was never quite tamed
Evolution is a process
Too slow to save my soul
But I've got this creature on my back
It just won't let go
If I am only an animal
Then I can do no wrong
Say something better
So I've gotta hold on
4.Caught In My Eye
Lyricist：Jan Paul Beahm
Though your dark eyes, you can feel my every sin
When I walk right into a straight line, this world of yours
I got you caught in my eye
I got you caught in my eye
I got you caught in my eye again
You're the fall guy in the corner of my gloom
And it feels like everything I see is nothing new
I got you caught in my eye
I got you caught in my eye
I got you caught in my eye again
There's a door there that opens without you
And the door lies with open keys to my room
Flame of the torchlight fill my thighs, fulfill
As I crave, I consume 'em but I don't give
I got you caught in my eye
I got you caught in my eye
I got you caught in my eye again
I got you caught in my eye
I got you caught in my eye
I got you caught in my eye again
I got you caught in my eye
I got you caught in my eye
I got you caught in my eye again
I got you caught in my eye
I got you caught in my eye
I got you caught in my eye again
I got you caught in my eye
I got you caught in my eye
I got you caught in my eye again
I got you caught in my eye
I got you caught in my eye
I got you caught in my eye again
5.Throw It Away
Lyricist：Darby Crash, George Ruthenberg
I've been looking, looking so far
You've been this thing, listening so hard
I've been talking, stalking all night
You've been thinking, thinking I'm right
I've been missing, listing some parts
I've been falling, calling it art
We've been lurking, working for clues
We've been whistling, this thing for you
Trying to make some kinda sense out of it
Throw it away-throw it away
Trying to make some kinda sense out of it
Throw it away-throw it away
Throw it away-throw it away
Don't know what I really got
Don't know if I even thought
I've been looking, looking so far
You've been this thing, listening so hard
I've been talking, stalking all night
You've been thinking, thinking I'm right
I've been missing, listing some parts
I've been falling, calling it art
We've been lurking, working for clues
We've been whistling, this thing for you
Trying to make some kinda sense out of it
Throw it away-throw it away
Trying to make some kinda sense out of it
Throw it away-throw it away
Throw it away-throw it away
Don't know what I really got
Don't know if I even thought
I've been looking, looking so far
You've been this thing, listening so hard
I've been talking, stalking all night
You've been thinking, thinking I'm right
I've been missing, listing some parts
I've been falling, calling it art
We've been lurking, working for clues
We've been whistling, this thing for you
Trying to make some kinda sense out of it
Throw it away-throw it away
Trying to make some kinda sense out of it
Throw it away-throw it away
Throw it away-throw it away
Don't know what I really got
Don't know if I even thought
6.Not All Right
Lyricist：Darby Crash, George Ruthenberg
Feeling not all right
My time's in a sand-slide
So hard not to unwind
Find some wall to climb
Capsules cover the signs
My thoughts in a land mine
Some lights burn too bright
My nights hold too tight
Slowed away, outta breath
Won't wait to pass the test
Too late to answer lies
Don't even need to try
Livin' in a fury
Life's kinda blurry
Dyin' in a hurry
Stories kinda lurid
No time to worry
Gonna hang the jury
Broke up kinda early
All the bribes are working
Livin' in a fury
Life's kinda blurry
Dyin' in a hurry
Stories kinda lurid
No time to worry
Gonna hang the jury
Broke up kinda early
All the scribes are working
Feeling not all right
My time's in a sand-slide
So hard not to unwind
Find some wall to climb
Capsules cover the signs
My thoughts in a land mine
Some lights burn too bright
My nights hold too tight
Slowed away, outta breath
Won't wait to pass the test
Too late to answer lies
Don't even need to try
Livin' in a fury
Life's kinda blurry
Dyin' in a hurry
Stories kinda lurid
No time to worry
Gonna hang the jury
Broke up kinda early
All the bribes are working
Livin' in a fury
Life's kinda blurry
Dyin' in a hurry
Stories kinda lurid
No time to worry
Gonna hang the jury
Broke up kinda early
All the scribes are working
Feeling not all right
My time's in a sand-slide
So hard not to unwind
Find some wall to climb
Capsules cover the signs
My thoughts in a land mine
Some lights burn too bright
My nights hold too tight
Slowed away, outta breath
Won't wait to pass the test
Too late to answer lies
Don't even need to try
Livin' in a fury
Life's kinda blurry
Dyin' in a hurry
Stories kinda lurid
No time to worry
Gonna hang the jury
Broke up kinda early
All the bribes are working
Livin' in a fury
Life's kinda blurry
Dyin' in a hurry
Stories kinda lurid
No time to worry
Gonna hang the jury
Broke up kinda early
All the scribes are working
7.American Leather
Lyricist：Darby Crash, George Ruthenberg
Looking for a way out, I put my foot out of line
Really like to break-out, I feel so confined
American leather, the poisonous members
Not alone, not together, their American leather
Saw you on a dark road, brought myself along
Got a sense of conflict but I know what's wrong
American leather, the poisonous members
Not alone, not together, their American leather
American leather, the poisonous members
Not alone, not together, their American leather
I know that kinda feeling, so I built my place up high
But you'll never find me kneeling, 'cause I'm too occupied
American leather, the poisonous members
Not alone, not together, their American leather
8.Media Blitz
Lyricist：Darby Crash, George Ruthenberg
Don't steal your eyes off the TV screen
Can you realize we're what we've seen
Take an injection from the mad machine
Don't read the papers read between the lines
We're vision rapers and we seed the signs
You'll play your part in the master mind
We feed the science, we deal in riots
We play by ideal time
We're a government fix, all social convicts
Watch the idle rhymes
I've got television, I've got supervision
No decisions for you
Media blitz, media blitz, media hits, we rule
Bleed your heart out, that's all it's worth
Before you ever start, we planned it first
Forget the truth-accept your curse
9.Land Of Treason
Lyricist：Darby Crash, George Ruthenberg
Land of treason, waste no reason
We are breathing fire
We're packs of dogs, we're enemies of men
We are not desired
Our faces show, we've grown cold
But have not conspired
Old hearts gone, the future's on
Mother nations mired
I like a receptacle for the chosen dead
We find our bodies clawed
With the scent of death
We find that we are not so very awed
Loyalties burned, the words our blurred
Overturn your own
Walk like dogs and watch the doors
Have your other stone
Stop the toys that match disordered
Calculate the thrones
Feel the pulse descending
Decaying hallowed tomes
In the starving sense you worship
The nations of debris
You wear a cost of sewage
That you've never even seen
The time is now, the vicious here
A stolen dinner code
The license of the savage land
That you've always sold
So bite the hand that needs you
And bless another coal
The virus never issues
From a cotton so very old
As the lights come down
You wash your hands and start to climb
The ladder that you stole
Slip the hatch and spin the sword
The money lords are poor
Push the tan that rolls downhill
Their sense of dream absorbed
Still the cat that breaks the night
Tie him to the core
Chase the viruses that believe
That what's right is scored
It's a senseless cash in right for right
What's wrong is never gone
And left is just a passion
For the fools golden dawn
10.Now I Hear The Laughter
Lyricist：Darby Crash, Teresa Ryna
Walkin' down the long road
Ran into a strange man
Said he thought he'd borrowed
Bought himself a game plan
Shook my head and nodded
That's all I ever plotted
That's all they ever wanted
That's all they ever saw then
Pulled myself together
Laughter forever
Now I hear the laughter
Now I hear the laughter
Now I hear the laughter
Now I hear the laughter
Walkin' down the long road
Ran into a strange man
Said he thought he'd borrowed
Bought himself a game plan
Shook my head and nodded
That's all I ever plotted
That's all they ever wanted
That's all they ever saw then
I pulled myself together
Laughter forever
Now I hear the laughter
Now I hear the laughter
Now I hear the laughter
Now I hear the laughter
Walkin' down the long road
Ran into a strange man
Said he thought he'd borrowed
Bought himself a game plan
Shook my head and nodded
That's all I ever plotted
That's all they ever wanted
That's all they ever saw then
I pulled myself together
Laughter forever
Now I hear the laughter
Now I hear the laughter
Now I hear the laughter
Now I hear the laughter
Walkin' down the long road
Ran into a strange man
Said he thought he'd borrowed
Bought himself a game plan
Shook my head and nodded
Well, that's all I ever plotted
That's all they ever wanted
That's all they ever saw then
I pulled myself together
Laughter forever
Now I hear the laughter
Now I hear the laughter
Now I hear the laughter
Now I hear the laughter
11.Sex Boy
Lyricist：Bobby Pyn, Pat Smear
I take it anywhere, any time that I can
I am the fucking son of a superman
I got a weapon that's as deadly as life
It's a well trained tool, a master guy
Every day it's the same, regime
A dozen girls are on my scene
Say sex boy, will you come into my hand
They're all on the floor, I better do what I can
Take a number, it's supply and demand
Anytime that I can
I'm the fucking son of a superman
I got a weapon that's as deadly as life
It's a well trained tool, a master guy
I put my knife into your gut
You gotta be above when you're above
Wanna make love
Say it exactly, sex boy, such a sideshow poster
After such a sweet, sweet slut
Any time that I can
I'm the fucking son of a superman
I know what it takes
What in the time that I can and can't do
I know what it takes to satisfy you
I know what it takes
That's why your time is due
In the house of fortune
I take it out and you know
It's gonna come from behind
Just like you and you and you and you
12.Our Way
Lyricist：Darby Crash, George Ruthenberg
Clara would be proud to know us
We've taken it to the end
Where the gray turns to black
And the white just begins
We live everyday on the water
The night just kills the pain
From the suffering that was
We are no stronger, we are dust
Down in the crowd
We're down on our knees
Wanna get out but
Don't wanna succeed
We're the red-eyed legends
Of the night before
We're the dead mind babies
Of the TV war
Living in a rectory of sin
Against the currents we all swim
Cageless wonders of sometime when
The paper icon's chase will end
13.The Slave
Lyricist：Darby Crash, George Ruthenberg
Starts in your head
Moves to your hands
Body starts shakin'
'Cos you're in demand
You do the slave to the beat
Of the Neuro-sutra Can Can
You're lashed 'twixt the stars
With your ice and motor cars
You do the slave to the beat
Of the Neuro-sutra Can Can
Oh, yeah, yeah, pull out the Zen
Your life seems wasted, your bodies laced in
Don't stop now, you've got to trace it
You put your hands together
Writhe in the shackle
You twist your body 'round
'Til it starts to crackle
You do the slave to the beat
Of the Neuro-sutra Can Can
You're lashed 'twixt the stars
With your ice and motor cars
You do the slave to the beat
Of the Neuro-sutra Can Can
Oh, yeah, yeah, pull out the Zen
Your life seems wasted, your bodies laced in
Don't stop now, you've got to trace it
Right here, right now
Shake it in and out now
Lights on, off now
Make it spin and fight now
14.My Tunnel
Lyricist：Darby Crash, George Ruthenberg
Crawling through my tunnel
When everything is dim, where does one go？
Crawl in to my tunnel
It's kinda shaky, may even crumble
Talking to a lame man
When you're maimed, where does one go？
Fall into my tunnel
Waking into the jungle
When everything is right, where does one go？
Walk into the jungle
Sometimes, I run, sometimes, I stumble
Talking to a saved man
When you're sane, where does one go？
Back into the jungle
Out, out, out of the tunnel
Back, back to the jungle
Out, out, out of the tunnel
Take me back to my jungle
Crawling through my tunnel
When everything is dim, where does one go？
Crawl in to my tunnel
Kinda shaky, may even crumble
Talking to a lame man
When you're maimed, where does one go？
Fall into my tunnel
Waking into the jungle
When everything is right, where does one go？
Walk into the jungle
Sometimes I run, sometimes I stumble
Talking to a saved man
When you're sane, where does one go？
Back into the jungle
Out, out, out of the tunnel
Back, back to the jungle
Out, out, out of the tunnel
Take me back to my jungle
15.Strange Notes
Lyricist：Jan Paul Beahm, Georg Ruthenberg
Billy Druids face is marble
He keeps every thought in its place
He lets the days turn tomorrow
Someone's always walking on his grave
He wears the lines just like Garbo
And talks at a saturnine pace
Listening to the strange notes' marvel
Only giving what it takes
It's a sad man's world
And for Billy, it's sure to crown
Dragging beauty into darkness
Inflicting a pale white frown
And the matter the runs
Through Billy's head
Is too concerned to fall
16.Lexicon Devil
Lyricist：Jan Paul Beahm, Georg Ruthenberg
I'm a lexicon devil with a battered brain
And I'm lookin' for a future, the world's my aim
So gimme, gimme your hands, gimme, gimme your minds
Gimme, gimme this, gimme, gimme that
I want toy tin soldiers that can push and shove
I want gun boy rovers that'll wreck this club
I'll build you up and level your heads
We'll run it my way, cold men and politics dead
I'm a lexicon devil with a battered brain
And I'm lookin' for a future, the world's my aim
So gimme, gimme your hands, gimme, gimme your minds
Gimme, gimme this, gimme, gimme that
I'll get silver guns to drip old blood
Let's give this established joke a shove
We're gonna wreak havoc on this rancid mill
I'm searchin' for something even if I'm killed
I'm a lexicon devil with a battered brain
And I'm lookin' for a future, the world's my aim
So gimme, gimme your hands, gimme, gimme your minds
Gimme, gimme this, gimme, gimme that
Empty out your pockets, you don't need their change
I'm giving you the power to rearrange
Together we'll run to the highest prop
Tear it down and let it drop away
I'm a lexicon devil with a battered brain
And I'm lookin' for a future, the world's my aim
So gimme, gimme your hands, gimme, gimme your minds
Gimme, gimme this, gimme, gimme that
17.Going Down
Lyricist：Jan Paul Beahm
Sifting through apocalypse
All I want's to catch a glimpse
Just another broken day
My whole world's gone away
I feel the ceiling's coming down
I watch the dead men run around
Trying hard to change the course
'Cause they know what's best for us
Your whole world's coming down
Close to the bottom, close to the sound
Your whole world's let me down
Drag me down to the under ground
Sifting through apocalypse
Already knew it would come to this
Just another game to play
How many ways have I got to play？
Hear them running faster now
They wear the hooves of Satan's crowd
You came to visit for just one day
But now that you're here
You're here to stay
18.Forming
Lyricist：Jan Paul Beahm
Rip them down, hold them up
Tell them that I'm your gun
Pull my trigger, I'm bigger than
Mr. Prez in his big white house
Listen he says, 'We're coming out'
Infiltration, we're numbing your minds
Concentration, we've done time
Rip them down, hold them up
Tell them that I'm your gun
Pull my trigger, I'm bigger than
Over there the queen she says
'Let's stamp them out and dry those tears'
Saturation, we want it in taxes
Flagellation, we've got gashes
Rip them down, hold them up
Tell them that I'm your gun
Pull my trigger, I'm bigger than
In the cold, the czar's claimin'
Just protectin', rockets aimin'
Alteration, the Earth is changin'
Observation, we want action
Rip them down, hold them up
Tell them that I'm your gun
Pull my trigger, I'm bigger than
I, the Emperor proclaim
Us the masters, we rule this game
Inclination, somethin' to dream on
Deprivation, we are sons
Rip them down, hold them up
Tell them that I'm your gun
Pull my trigger, I'm bigger than
19.Communist Eyes
Lyricist：Jan Paul Beahm, Georg Ruthenberg
I'm looking through communist eyes
I'm seeing planes in bloodshot skies
I see the flag of a working people
Who conceal the lies in the stars
And sickle, it's a double edge
Communist eyes, c'mon inside
I can't ever find the way out
Communist eyes, lost inside
I never get a day out
I'm looking through communist eyes
All I see is an old man's alibi
There's a world outside but I'm unaware
I open my books but the pages stare
It's a double edge
Communist eyes, all so blind
I can't even play the game now
I'm living through communist times
I wave my flag and hold me head high
I can feel the glory of my comrades in masses
But I'm waiting for the day when this madness passes
It's a double edge
20.Let's Pretend
Lyricist：Pyn Bobby, Ruthenberg Georg
Out on the streets, what ya lookin' for
Thing in your bed's just another whore
Tear in your eyes, not a tear at all
Girl that you touch, you could never fall
Stream in your mind, it's a tearin' sty
Let's pretend you're vicious
Let's pretend you're cool
Let's pretend suspicious
Let's pretend you're a fool
Your leather is tight but you wear it full
Together is right but you gotta be cool
Cut your wrists but you don't feel the pain
Change your mind but you still feel the same
Dream ain't your kind, just another lie
Let's pretend you're vicious
Let's pretend you're cool
Let's pretend suspicious
Let's pretend you're a fool
Sell us a story that we can believe
Spend your dollars on pills for relief
Love is a future that you just can't see
Standing answers to questions are free
Scream in your boredom, life's just to die
Let's pretend you're vicious
Let's pretend you're cool
Let's pretend suspicious
Let's pretend you're a fool
Dive in problems, just like stealin' a fix
Is your life to live or is it for kicks？
Kick dirt in the faces of angry dream men
Don't stand in the light 'cuz you know you can't cry
Let's pretend you're vicious
Let's pretend you're cool
Let's pretend suspicious
Let's pretend you're a fool
21.What We Do Is Secret
Lyricist：Jan Paul Beahm, Georg Ruthenberg
Standing in the line we're aberrations
Defects in a defect's mirror
We've been here all the time a real fixation
Hidden deep in the furor
What we do is secret, secret!
We're influential guys for the D.C.C.
We can lie so perfect
We've got a party line to every call
It's a very short circuit
What we do is secret, secret!
Licensed to drill with the torch in our lives
Walking on shallow water
Progressed to the point of no distinction
Dementia of a higher order
What we do is secret, secret!
22.Round And Round
They say the joint was rockin'
A goin' 'round and round
Yeah, reelin' and a rockin', what a crazy sound
Well, they never stopped rockin' till the moon went down
Oh, it sounds so sweet, I gotta take me a chance
Rose out of my seat just had to dance
Started movin' my feet, well, a clappin' my hands
Well, the joint started
Rockin' going 'round and around
Yeah, reelin' and a rockin', what a crazy sound
A well, they never stopped rockin' till the moon went down
Twelve o'clock, well the place as packed
Front doors was locked
Well, the place was packed
When the police knocked
Both doors flew back
But they kept on a
Oh, they kept on a
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