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Democracy
02:10
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Who said democracy’s in with human rights?/ sounds like everyone has got his freedom/ sounds like no one will buy his justice/ it’s not right, it’s all a dirty lie/ I just don’t believe in their power games/ I just don’t believe in a new world to be/ I just don’t believe on that bastards on T. V. / ‘cause I just believe in what I see/ OVER DEMOCRACY WE ALL DIE
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Someone ate James Dean
01:01
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He was a young rebel boy/ was the real Hollywood star/ in ’55 a car crash made him die/ but this didn’t stop his fame around the world/ some maniacs bought his body/ it was many years ago/ they’ve cut the “rebel without cause”/ an’put him into hot-dogs/ SOMEONE ATE JAMES DEAN/ THIS WAS THE END OF THE AMERICAN DREAM
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Jesus Christ Crucified
01:38
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I don’t care ‘bout your fucking religion/ I think you’re just a bunch of liars/ you talk about peace and love/ an’ you give me a lot of bullshit/ why Jesus died to let you live?/ think he was such a chump, too/ JESUS CHRIST CRUCIFIED/ YOU’LL START TO LIVE WHEN YOUR IDOLS ARE DEAD
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Braindamaged
01:02
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I’m walkin’ in a street at nite/ an’you can’t find a place to hide/ the sky is dark an’you can’t see/ that now you are behind me/ hey girl what you’re gonna say, you’re my toy an’I wanna play/ hey girl what you’re gonna do, I just wanna fuck you now/ I AM A BRAINDAMAGED/ I only say “you gonna die”/ an’then I look into your eyes/ in your face there’s a lot of fear/ but in my brain there isn’t light/ hey girl what you’re gonna say, you’re my toy an’I wanna play/ hey girl what you’re gonna do, I just wanna fuck you now/ I AM A BRAINDAMAGED/ hi, I am the braindamaged/ I wanna cut your fuckin’life off!
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Hang the black cat
01:43
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Once I had a cat/ I really loved my pet/ it scratched me, now it’s blind on a eye/ SO HANG, HANG THE BLACK CAT/ BURY IT WELL OR WILL COME AGAIN/ but the cat has become my worst nightmare/ and scares me in the dark, so I will leave it for dead/ SO HANG, HANG THE BLACK CAT/ BURY IT WELL OR WILL COME AGAIN
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We are waste
01:09
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We are waste, rotting in the suburbs/ we are waste, dyin’in the streets/ we are waste and we don’t know the reasons/ we are waste, livin’just to die/ WE ARE JUST WASTE
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My name is Dorian, I’m a real pretty man/ everybody needs me, everybody asks for me/ I drug myself, I kill my friends, I fall in every bed/ I drug myself, I kill my friends but I don’t want to die/ PLEASE DON’T PAINT ANOTHER PICTURE OF DORIAN GRAY/ I’m immortal but I’m insane
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I won't kill myself
01:43
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Budweiser
01:32
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Gimme gimme gimme one more beer/ ‘cos I wanna drink some more/ ‘til I fall back on the floor an’I will vomit for happiness/ BUDWEISER/ gimme gimme gimme one more beer/ ‘cos I wanna drink some more/ ‘til I fall back on the floor an’I will piss down in the streets/ BUDWEISER... one more beer
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Trend
02:21
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Sono un ragazzo-immagine, un vero portento/ e quelli che ridono del mio abbigliamento/ sono cavernicoli, non hanno intelligenza/ loro non sanno che io faccio tendenza/ ho il mito di Narciso & di Pigmalione/ ma sono ignorante come uno scarpone/ quindi curo la mia estetica, poi esco e vado a caccia/ e spero che qualcuna me la sbatta in faccia/ MAMMA, HO DATO IL CULO PER LA MODA/ MAMMA, HO DATO IL CULO PER IL TREND/ sono un ragazzo-immagine, un vero elegantone/ e voi che mi accusate di essere un coglione/ siete dei cafoni e non capite un cazzo/ io vesto con gusto e ciò mi dà sollazzo/ io non mi accontento dell’anonimato/ io voglio fare il clown per essere notato/ e se farà tendenza cibarsi di merda/ io pagherò uno schiavo per cagare per me/ MAMMA, HO DATO IL CULO PER LA MODA/ MAMMA, HO DATO IL CULO PER IL TREND
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Nessun pudore (Basta)
01:25
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Nessun pudore per quel che siamo/ nessun pudore di ciò che facciamo/ nessun pudore di essere punk/ nessun pudore di essere uno skin/ ce ne sbattiamo dei vostri commenti, ce ne sbattiamo del vostro sistema/ NOI NON SIAMO COME VUOI, NOI LA PENSIAMO COME PARE A NOI
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LOUIE LOUIE/ WE'VE GOTTA GO/ I SAID LOUIE LOUIE/ WE'VE GOTTA GO/ You know the pain/ That's in my heart/ It just shows/ I'm not very smart/ Who needs love/ When you've got a gun/ Who needs love/ To have any fun
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Gioventù Bruciata Formia, Italy
Sopravvissuti ai '90.
Formia punx - non una putrida orchestrina: Italian punk-hardcore since 1996.
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