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SCISSORFIGHT LYRICS
"New Hampshire" (1999)
1. Granite State Destroyer
2. Ballad of Jacco Macacco
3. Injection Site
4. Billy Jack Attack
5. Lamprey River
6. Cycloptic Skull
7. Roman Boxing Glove
8. The Gruesome Death of Edward Teach
9. Musk Ox
10. Mountain Man Boogie
11. Dead Thunderbird
1. Granite State Destroyer
Weed, guns and axes
We don't pay our taxes
Because we don't exist
On any government list
We're survivalists
In the wilderness
Our battle cry
Live free or die
We've got a war to wage
Stand our ground
Mountain compound
When they storm the gate
We retaliate
You all will see
We make history
Our battle cry
Live free or die
We've got a war to wage
You want a war to wage
We'll give you a war to wage
2. Ballad of Jacco Macacco
Never in the history of dogfighting
Was it ever so exciting
As the day into the pit
Walked a monkey with a stick
The biting and the beating
Were not considered cheating
Ended in a flood
Of canine blood
Money
Put our money on the monkey
The monkey wins
Come on and place your bets
The monkey ain't lost yet
Victory repeated
Remaining undefeated
Wth the crowd screaming
The scary little demon
Throws a monkey fit
And monkey shit
Money
Put your money on the monkey
The monkey wins
3. Injection Site
What's that sound in the hollywood hills
I can hear a howling in the hollywood hills
Cutting off heads in the hollywood hills
I can hear a howling in the hollywood hills
Man fight fear bitch will stray
Man fight watch the western witches sway
4. Billy Jack Attack
Rattlesnake a grave mistake
Hear the bones begin to brake
Faces meet ass kicking feet
As he defends the freaks
Wild horses and special forces
Act as spirit sources
When the law breaks the law
Then there is no law
Get back billy jack
Barefoot under black hat
Gangrene a mother mean
Motorcycle madman machine
When the law breaks the law
Then there is no law
Get back billy jack
Barefoot under black hat
5. Lamprey River
Two eights two aces
Nothing gets wasted
Two eights two aces
Let's all get wasted
They suck and they rot
From the inside out
6. Cycloptic Skull
It's not who you dance with
The back of the funhouse
She has hot pants
I thought it would be different
What we found
One way down
Lantern light in the night
In the trunk of the car
The sow is mine
The clown was wrong
It made us sick sick sick
What we found
One way down
Lantern light in the night
7. Roman Boxing Glove
It's the tits
It's the hand grenades
It's the weed
It's cocaine
It's the pain
It's the razor for the goats
It's mossberg five hundred
Gladiator gore
Coliseum floor
Covered in blood
Roman boxing glove
It's the ocean briny deep
It's the tractor, the lsd
California frankenstein
Pornographic jeanna fine
Gladiator gore
Coliseum floor
Covered in blood
Roman boxing glove
It's the rats in the walls
It's five punches in the balls
Edward kemper richard speck
Gladiator gore
Coliseum floor
Covered in blood roman boxing glove
8. The Gruesome Death of Edward Teach
Atmospheric skull
Haunting in this hull
Black flag flying high
Most horrible way to die
Terror of the seas
Unspeakable atrocities
Sounds of guns a'blazing
And shouts of 'l am amazing
The gruesome death of edward teach
Shark atlantic shore
Seen this ship before
Drink killdevil flips
And climb aboard the ships
Smoking hempcord fear
And loud the drunken cheer
Of pirates on the waves
Sending them to ocean graves
The gruesome death of edward teach
Carolina sound
Blackbeard has been found
Eight musketballs he takes
Until his neckbone breaks
Cutting off his head
Turns the ocean red
Trophy on display
As his headless body swims away
The gruesome death of edward teach
9. Musk Ox
10. Mountain Man Boogie
Mountain man mountain man
Makes his living off the fat of the land
Mountain man mountain man
Drinks like a fish and hits like a ram
Mountain man mountain man
Out skinning beaver man whenever he can
Mountain man mountain man
Running through the woods with his dick in his hands
Hugh glass
Hauled ass
Up into a tree
Hugh glass
Found his ass
In the jaws of a grizzly
Alpine sunshine
Where's my scalp and where's my spine
11. Dead Thunderbird
Horse hoofs kick the dust spitting in disgust
A shadow high is cast nothing meant that could not last
Ancient cycle flight glides into his sight
Crimson western sky misunderstood and so must die
Outlaw aimed high
And shot thunderbird right from the sky
Flying in the sun fire echoes from his gun
A shadow now is cast the bird is falling fast
Screaming all the way down crashes into the western ground
Skullbeak will see he always drinks for free
Outlaw aimed high
And shot thunderbird right from the sky
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