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FREAK KITCHEN LYRICS
"Dead Soul Men" (2000)
1. Silence!
2. Gun God
3. The Ugly Side of Me
4. Everything is Under Control
5. Get A Life
6. The Sinking Planet
7. Dead Soul Man
8. I Refuse
9. Black Spider Flag
10. Supermodel Baby
11. Slap Me In The Face
12. Shithead
1. Silence!
(Eklundh)
How are you doing? Are you ok?
Lovely day to get blown away
While God and cancer sing a duet
Hey, your neighbour's a paedophile
Crackheads and Nazis, Amen - Sieg Hail
Are we having a good time yet?
Rip out my eyes, I am finished to see
Drill in my brain, won´t you ventilate me
Cut off my head, instant therapy...
Silence!
Applause - Laughter - Suicide
One pill too many, your wife just died
Where´s my copy of Kind of Blue?
The sound of blood, the fragile smell
Dig this jacket, the strait model?
Lock me up now, before I hurt you
Rip out my eyes, I am finished to see
Drill in my brain, won´t you ventilate me
Cut off my head, instant therapy...
Silence!
Janet´s coffee enema and exorcism diet
Civil wars, Mc Donald´s and H.I.V
Earthquakes, starvation, cut to commercial
Another boring tragedy
We are lost, we are all so blasé
Cynical and fucked-up, depressed to the bone
A world full of zombies, feeding on self-hatred
Armed and all alone
2. Gun God
(Eklundh)
We have to be prepared to
Protect our privacy
The wife and kids all carry guns
A family army
Got fired, girlfriend dumped you?
Loosing hair, got a Willie too small?
Just choose the right caliber
And go bezerk in your local mall
Come to Trigger Paradise
One more human sacrifice
A worthless sacrifice...
Don´t interfere, we worship our Gun God here
So insecure, you don't dare to challenge us or
Restrict our right... got bullets for you to bite
So don´t interfere, as we worship our... Gun God
Aggression always lurking
The rabble just makes you sick
Then your kid guns down his best friend
Preach that middle class panic
Come to Trigger Paradise
One more human sacrifice
A worthless sacrifice...
Don´t interfere, we worship our Gun God here
So insecure, you don't dare to challenge us or
Restrict our right... got bullets for you to bite
So don´t interfere, as we worship our... Gun God
3. The Ugly Side of Me
(Eklundh)
Trying hard to keep my cool
Trying hard to forgive
But I've been pushed around too long
Drained on my will to live
Don't provoke me, I'm a desperate man
You don't wanna know, where I'm gonna go
You don't wanna see, the ugly side of me
Let it all come down, burn it to the ground
You don't wanna see, the ugly side of me
Rigid mind, hollow soul
Never thought it'd come to this
Years of scorn just makes you numb
You've kissed your last Judas kiss
Don't provoke me, I'm a desperate man
You don´t wanna know, where I'm gonna go
You don't wanna see, the ugly side of me
Let it all come down, burn it to the ground
You don't wanna see, the ugly side of me
Causing damage to protect myself
My stinking pride has never
Done me any good
Always defensive, I´m not strong enough
To show my weakness,
Though I wish to God I could
Don´t provoke me
Don´t provoke me
I´m a desperate man
4. Everything is Under Control
(Eklundh)
Try to piece it all together
Try to make it all make sense
Strange, my fingers seem electric
Everything is under control...
My teeth are falling out here
My lips glow in the dark
Strange, or is it paranoia?
Everything is under control...
There´s something wrong with your car
There´s something wrong with my head
Maybe we took this too far
Maybe we´re already dead
There´s something wrong with this place
There´s something wrong with this bed
Don´t recognize your face
Maybe we´re already dead
I can´t remember nothing
I can´t remember who I am
Strange, the mean hallucinations
Everything is under control...
There´s something wrong with your car
There´s something wrong with my head
Maybe we took this too far
Maybe we´re already dead
There´s something wrong with this place
There´s something wrong with this bed
Don´t recognize your face
Maybe we´re already dead
Everything is under control...
5. Get A Life
(Eklundh)
This is one of those days
I know I've got it coming
The more I try
The more I screw up everything
This town is a bore
The bills on the floor
And the God damn neighbours
Sunday evening war
Choking on my apathy
Pizza delivery and
Jehovah people
Knocking at my door
You bet I am sincere
I have had it up to here
Bloody sick and tired of
My situation, dear
Gone, gone, gone, gone
I'm gone, gone, gone, gone
Gone, gone, gone, gone
I'm going to get me a life
Got to deal with my problems
I know that's what you tell me
Well, I'm packing my bags
And I'm an ex-employee
My life is a cliché
It's getting worse everyday
I'm about to self-destruct
Into the atmosphere
Don't know how much I can take
Why don't you give me a break...
Gone, gone, gone, gone
I'm gone, gone, gone, gone
Gone, gone, gone, gone
I'm going to get me a life
Don't know how much I can take
Why don't you give me a break...
This is one of those days
I know I've got it coming
The more I try
The more I screw up everything
I am gone
6. The Sinking Planet
(Eklundh)
Do you think you could bear it?
Would you put up with the mess
Today´s kids do?
All the shit that surround us
How would you make love if fist-fucking was All you knew?
Hope you will make it
Hope you can take it
Life ain't no picnic
I wish I had a mental survival kit
I'm losing it, I'm freakin´ out, I'm going insane
Drowning in a sea of guilt and pain
Everyone's a victim on this stinking planet
Do my best to swim on the sinking planet
Hope you will make it
Hope you can take it
Life ain't no picnic...
The information overkill
The twisted ideals
The expense of anxiety
Exploit us and drug us
Blunt us for good
Rip us off what is left of our dignity
I'm losing it, I'm freakin´ out, I'm going insane
Drowning in a sea of guilt and pain
Everyone's a victim on this stinking planet
Do my best to swim on the sinking planet
Open up and swallow...
Haven't we bent over long enough?
7. Dead Soul Man
(Grönlund/Eklundh)
You´re real efficient
You work 15 hours a day
Your basic food is beta-blockers
The 21:st century way
You log in everyday
To your favorite gang bang site
Still you can´t get it up
In the "heat of the night"
You´re talking all the time, but say nothing at all
Incest and rape-jokes is your way to have a ball
You think Treblinka
Is a new Playstation game
You own a golden fountain-pen
But you can´t spell your name
Take me away, take me far, far away
´Cos I need to get rid of the Dead Soul Man
I try and I try but I don´t have the strength
Won´t you take me away from the Dead Soul Man
I am the dead soul man and so, my friend, are you
Frustrated sons of bitches
All dressed up without a clue
It´s not a pretty sight to see your intellect erode
Think for yourself before your brain implode
Take me away, take me far, far away
´Cos I need to get rid of the Dead Soul Man
I try and I try but I don´t have the strength
Won´t you take me away from the Dead Soul Man
What happened to your son?
What went wrong, yuppie mama?
What are we gonna do?
With all the dead soul men...
8. I Refuse
Shut up, I´ve heard enough
Daddy´s boy, a well-dressed clown
Why don´t you kill yourself
The stock market just went down
I´ve been much too passive much too long
Looked the other way
When something was wrong
Beg to differ, hate to disagree
But you stink fat hypocrisy
So quietly, I refuse to hum along
I don´t believe in your philosophy
Materialistic rivalry
So quietly, I refuse to hum along
I refuse
Sure thing, you got a groovy car
The leather seats are so sublime
Let me set you free
I´ll wreck it for you anytime
Raise your middle fingers in the air
Screw your cell-phones
Show me that you care
Beg to differ, hate to disagree
But you stink fat hypocrisy
So quietly, I refuse to hum along
I don´t believe in your philosophy
Materialistic rivalry
So quietly, I refuse to hum along
I refuse
Your blind belief in new technology
Your way of life don´t mean shit to me
Quietly, I refuse to hum along
A fancy suit is happiness to you
The symbolism of a polished shoe
Quietly, I refuse to hum along
9. Black Spider Flag
(Grönlund/Eklundh)
Nice place to live?
I am not so sure...
A nation of denial
Scared and insecure
That rotten smell
Of ignorance
See the little people
Dance the swastika dance
Edelweiss, oh edelweiss
What's happening?
The black spider flag waves again
Edelweiss, oh edelweiss
What's happening?
The black spider flag raves again
You have learned real well
To indoctrinate
Puppet Neanderthals
Raised on hate
Let's climb the Alps
Of conservatism
See the little people
Propose a toast to racism
Edelweiss, oh edelweiss
What's happening?
The black spider flag waves again
Edelweiss, oh edelweiss
What's happening?
The black spider flag raves again
10. Supermodel Baby
(Eklundh)
Them calories just gotta go
Stopped eating a year ago
I´m so thin you will not spot me sideways
I wanna be a supermodel
I wanna look like I´m dead
I wanna be somebody's product
I´m beautiful and give good head
Working on a trendy pose
Cover the pimples on my nose
Saving up to fix the cheek-bones in my face
I wanna be a supermodel
I wanna look like I´m dead
I wanna be somebody's product
I´m beautiful and give good head
Striving for that Third World Look
Skinny is trendy (with a matching doek)
Gee, I´m looking forward to
United Colors of Benetton's Kosovo Collection
My mom and dad think I am ready
They say I´m God's gift to men
I'll throw a super model party
Tomorrow morning I'll be ten
11. Slap Me In The Face
(Grönlund/Eklundh)
Got the will of a jellyfish
I merely float around
My state of mind, my mental health
Is everything but sound
Never asleep, never awake
Living in a haze
Used to be downright concerned
This brain has seen better days
Don´t give a damn ´bout anything
Rape, murder, child abuse or ethnic cleansing
Do you remember me?
This wasn´t supposed to be...
Focus on the most trivial things
Stuck in the daily grind
The urban life is killing me
Where can I buy some peace of mind?
Don´t give a damn ´bout anything
Rape, murder, child abuse or ethnic cleansing
Do you remember me?
This wasn´t supposed to be...
Slap me in the face ´til I wake up
Slap me in the face ´til I wake up
I suffer from an o.d of indifference
So slap me in the face ´til I wake up
12. Shithead
(Eklundh)
His chest is pretty hairy
He´s got a breath from hell
If you lost your head, he´ll find it
A perfect sense of smell
When push comes to shove
Unconditional love
Is his way to sweat things out
When you think they´re coming
To take it all away
Shithead´s gonna save the day
Shithead´s gonna save the day
He´s everything but fussy
Any crap will do
He´ll wreck your backyard in a second
Mess up your furniture too
When push comes to shove
Unconditional love
Is his way to sweat things out
When you think they´re coming
To take it all away
Shithead´s gonna save the day
Shithead´s gonna save the day
Shithead is a true companion
He´ll guard your precious thermos
You can use him as a cover
To hide your "special purpose"
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