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MYSTIK LYRICS
"Perpetual Being" (1994)
1. Perpetual being
2. Silent anger
3. Born to be hanged
4. Buried alive
5. Here today gone tomorrow
6. Black thing
7. Ball and chain
8. Politically incorrect
9. Lord of the thighs
10. Curse of the damned
11. To be continued
1. Perpetual being
2. Silent anger
3. Born to be hanged
4. Buried alive
5. Here today gone tomorrow
6. Black thing
7. Ball and chain
8. Politically incorrect
Decadence aint what it used to be
It's getting hard to even have some fun
I'm the carcass
They're the wretched birds of battlefied
Soon there's nothing more for them to feed upon
Get in line at the right time
In department number three
I wait my turn patiently
I pay my fee in green
I'm walkin' up to a nameless face
I'm throwin' my money down
She shakes her head and looks at me
With a big ugly frown
Go away can't get that here
And besodes your out of time
And furthermore for reasons forwith
I'm gonna slap you with a fine
Pay up now and we'll file you
And if you sacrifice
We'll sell you back the rights we stole
But you'll have to pay our price
We let the few of mind
Controll the mind of many
Some call it freedom
I call it lazy
Vocal minority tellin' me what to do
Know it drives me crazy
Just wanna' kill a few
Insurance is extorsion
I'm not capable of drivin'
Can't afford to pay thier bills
They take away your license
Well the shit keeps getting deeper
Promises are meant to keep
They keep telling us what to do
But it don't make sense
For me and you
Everyones faded, jaded, apathetic, and complacent
Fourteen year olders have seen it all
And grandfather's medicated
Don't look now
I think I too have been caught up in thier trap
Shut your mouth, pay your tax
We'll find someone to take the rap
9. Lord of the thighs
AEROSMITH COVER
Down to who knows who just to socialize
I’m waitin’ for my girls, when you caught my eyes
You got your ways to make a man
Honey, you got to understand
I’m your man, child, lord of the thighs
Well, well, lordie my god
What do we got here
She’s flashin’ ’cross the floor
Make it perfectly clear
You’re the bait and you’re the hook
Someone bound to take a look
I’m your man, child, lord of the thighs
You must have come here to find me
You’ve got the look in your eyes
Although you really don’t mind it
I am the lord of the thighs
You must have come here to find me
You’ve got the look in your eyes
Although you really don’t mind it
I am the lord of the thighs
10. Curse of the damned
11. To be continued
(instumental)
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