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Punked In the O.C.: Live At the Celebrity Theater 1988Door: G.B.H. |
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1. _ Alcohol
You're like a kind of religion,
I see you each night on television.
I can't remember all your names,
I love you running through my veins.
Alcohol, oh alcohol, I love you in my brains.
Alcohol, oh alcohol, I never want you again.
I come and see you every night,
Take out my purse and I'll buy you a pint.
Would you like another ?
No thanks,
Tonight I'm wearing incontinence pants.
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2. _ Freaks of Nature
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3. _ To Understand
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4. _ 20 Floors Below
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5. _ Check It Out
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6. _ Gunning For the President
Heard him on the radio, seen him on tv,
Watched his movies he didn't impress me.
He's in the Whitehouse, I'm in the doledrums,
Someone's gotta get him, before his time comes.
I'm no waster, my times well spent,
Gunning for the president.
I'm on a mission, gone hell bent,
Gunning for the president.
As president of the United States,
He's got some trouble, with his enlarged prostate.
Disease up the nose, disease up the ass,
He knows the secret, Irangate cash.
I'm the one guy,
Who just couldn't take it anymore.
I've seen more class, in a two bit whore.
Made your name in the world of let's pretend,
And if its up to you, "dann ist der arson ab".
Clint's on the trail now, a man with no name,
His morals are high, but the results the same.
Forget the gun laws, elect a mad man,
President Eastwood, the first lady magnum.
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7. _ City Baby Attacked By Rats
The memory lingers on when you were the same as us.
Three months old a child, still you lived off love and fuss.
City baby, city baby, city baby attacked by rats.
Residing in a squalid place, it can't be too much fun.
Your brain is getting eaten away by the rat living in your skull.
A mutant at the age of one, a human rodent cabbage.
It's hard to think a tiny thing can do that much damage.
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8. _ When Will It End
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9. _ Transylvanian Perfume
Everywhere I go, everyone I see,
Knows the secret languishing down inside of me.
A change of scene could be the key,
Go to the cupboard, take out the bottle and splash it all over me.
But it's Transylvanian Perfume swirling round,
Release the beast that hides behind your brow.
Transylvanian Perfume drink it in,
It's the musk of lust as it'll take you up where you've never ever been.
It's duty free,
It's real scary.
It's a magnet glue,
It's the stuff for you, this stuff is tough !
Ply 'em with a drink to get 'em hooked,
I'm an evil essence, no odour clone, I can't be overlooked.
Watch 'em for a while I gotta' choose,
The night is young, the moon is bright an' I got my blue suede shoes
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10. _ I Feel Alright
Out of my mind on a Saturday night,
Nineteen Eighty Four rolling in sight.
Radio Bird Man, up above,
Beautiful baby, save our love.
All night killer, blown away,
All night killer, blown away.
I feel alright, I fell alright,
Feeling alright.
Save your baby, burn my heart,
Save your baby, burn my heart.
Fall apart now baby, fall apart.
Save your baby, burn my heart.
Out of my mind on a Saturday night,
Nineteen Eighty Four rolling in sight.
Radio Bird Man, up above,
Beautiful baby, save our love.
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11. _ Hearing Screams
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12. _ Sick Boy
I'm strapped into my bed, I've got electrodes in my head.
My nerves are really bad, it's the best time I've ever had.
I'm a sick boy and there's no cure.
I'm a sick boy there should be more.
But I'm happy the way I am, like a sardine in can.
People taking notes, people in white coats.
I see school girls everywhere, short skirts and pig-tailed hair.
But why must I suffer for being a gym slip lover ?
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13. _ Pass the Axe
Kickin' up the dust clouds here we go,
Out to the Wild West.
Ride the ferry as the sun goes down,
Carrying on the quest.
But on the way back all's not well,
There's an incident on deck.
Big brave bullies with CS gas,
Tried to break the kids neck.
Big brave bullies with CS gas,
Tried to break the kids neck.
Pass the axe an' I'll show you justice,
Pass the axe an' I'll show you what's right.
Pass the axe an' I'll show you justice,
Your blocking freedom out of sight.
Pass the axe and I'll take a slice.
When a rat is cornered a rat fights back,
With all the strength he's got.
Shut yourself in the toilet boys and pray it has a lock.
Lights they're a flashin', it's a ten-0-four,
There's trouble in the dock.
Abuse your power an' you'll pay the price,
Impounded in asbestos.
Abuse your power an' you'll pay the price,
Impounded in asbestos.
Abuse your power an' you'll pay the price,
Impounded in asbestos.
Hydro, electric city,
Twentieth Century state.
Ultrasonic people,
Nihilistic hate.
Only six arrests that night,
It's not what you'd call a riot.
And now upon the Western Front,
Everything is quiet.
The accused stood up, then sat down,
They ain't done nothing wrong.
And to commemorate their actions,
We dedicate this song.
And to commemorate their actions,
We dedicate this song.
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14. _ City Baby’S Revenge
There was a City Baby, Attacked By Rats.
Their little teeth, they gnawed and hacked ..
He grew and he fought back ..
put those rats back in their traps.
City Babys .. Revenge
Survive he did, but only just.
Now for revenge, he has a lust.
No rats are safe, when he is there.
A Pied Piper .. with a grudge to bear.
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