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SKELETAL EARTH LYRICS
"Eulogy For A Dying Fetus" (1991)
1. Intro
2. No Room For Mortals
3. Dying By The Dollar
4. Generations Of The Lame
5. Vegetable
6. Psych
7. Animated Lifestyles
8. Skank Or Rot
9. You Really Got Me (THE KINKS cover)
10. I Wanna Puke
11. Generic Ruins
12. System Slut
13. You're The Subject
14. Third World Vacation
15. Fat Maggot
16. Even The Water Reeks
17. No Fucking Way
18. Chainsaw Sodomy
19. Fucking You
1. Intro
2. No Room For Mortals
Barrels have overturned
Bodies start to burn
Deteriorated sky
We cringe & fry
It don't matter now
Time has run out
My life as a mortal ends
With a bad taste in my mouth
Pictures of all I know
Swirl around my memory
As I search high & low
For the truth to save me
Man has lost
For the last time
No room for logic
No room for reason
Give us enough rope
If we can't hang ourselves
We'll cut our throats
And bleed in our little shells
Instead of pissing on your peers
Instead of turning back our tears
We follow each other 'til our end
And we call each other friends
Wrapped in sheets
Of decomposing bodies
No room for mortals
3. Dying By The Dollar
Warm blood meant to be flowing
Are just spots on concrete
Once a living thing
Now a dead pulp under a sheet
Thoughts and dreams are denied
As they level the countryside
We are just numbers kept in a bank
Across their country
All their money
We are living
To pay their debts
And their factories
And shit workers
Nothing else in life
Just pollution in the sky
Living by the dollar
Dying by the dollar
Take the innocent
Take the infants
Teach from birth
Hate for life
Love for money
The only love in life
And everything you make
Is what they take
And back taxes
Endless bullshit
Don't need a bomb to say goodbye
Body count money count
Much to any account
It means nothing
Body count money count
Much to any account
You know it means nothing
Money means more than a human life
4. Generations Of The Lame
I'd like to take a Confederate flag
Soak it in gasoline
Wrap it around you, light a match
And listen to you fuckin' scream
I don't need a flag
To remind me of where I live
Why do you rub the past in my eyes
It's a symbol of the KKK
Generations of the lame
Rubbing the past in my eyes
Narrow redneckkk state of mind
Breeding hate before my eyes
5. Vegetable
No cells in your brain
No color in your urine
No circulation in your veins
Your insides are rot
Wanted to fit
This is what you got
Cut yourself in your prime
Your life ain't worth a dime
Swim to the top
The cap's too tight
Pray your body drops
Die in your sleep tonight
If you quit you will die
If you don't quit you'll die anyway
Fucked outta life
Fucked in your head
Fucked, withdrawal time
Fucked, wish you were dead
(x2)
Vegetable, vegetable
Controlled vegetable
(x4)
6. Psych
Is there a dartboard on my back?
Every time I turn around I get stabbed
Step on me, I'm a nice guy
Step on me, I won't ask why
Lurking from my subconscious
Is the end of the one you know
The hate surges fast
The pain comes slow
Top of my list
Underlined in red
Years of being pissed
I fantasize about your death
This is not the end
It's just the start of my revenge
7. Animated Lifestyles
I wanna go rabbit hunting
But I ain't got no shells
So I'll stay home
And play with my marbles
An anvil hit me on the head
Fell outta the sky
But I don't know why
Can't go to sleep
Gotta watch the sheep
And beat the coyote
Don't wanna fly south this winter
I wanna stay home & piss Elmer off
I hate the Road Runner
Beep Beep on this, buddy
I wanna see that little shit die
Crawl inside the tube
It feels weird in here
Animated lifestyles
It's time to say goodbye
8. Skank Or Rot
Day breaks, routine kicks in
The daily grind, it's all a bunch of bullshit
As for me I gotta cure
Come on, won't you join me
Skank or rot, all I got
Is a voice in my brain
Skank or rot, all I got
Start the skank chain
Not accepting your bull
Body starts to spazz
Thrashing my skull
But not for a fad
Noise for the airborne
Ripping through my mind
Wanna climb & soar
Fucking stage dive
Why stand around
Like a table or a chair
Wonder who thinks what
Why should I care, I don't care
Skank or rot (repeat)
9. You Really Got Me (THE KINKS cover)
Girl, you really got me goin'
You got me so I don't know what Im doin'
Yeah, you really got me now
You got me so I can't sleep at night
Yeah, you really got me now
You got me so I don't know what I'm doin' now
Oh yeah, you really got me now
You got me so I can't sleep at night
You really got me
You really got me
You really got me
See, don't ever set me free
I always wanna be by your side
Girl, you really got me now
You got me so I can't sleep at night
Yeah, you really got me now
You got me so I don't know what Im doin' now
Oh yeah, you really got me now
You got me so I can't sleep at night
You really got me
You really got me
You really got me
Oh no
See, don't ever set me free
I always wanna be by your side
Girl, you really got me now
You got me so I can't sleep at night
Yeah, you really got me now
You got me so I don't know what I'm doin' now
Oh yeah, you really got me now
You got me so I can't sleep at night
You really got me
You really got me
You really got me
10. I Wanna Puke
I wanna puke in your mouth
Make you taste my bile
Then I think I'll cum in your eye
Maybe you'll crack a smile
Shove my porker up your nose
Mucus makes great lubrication
Sandpaper condom on my cock
You get off on heavy abrasion
I'm a big tough guy
With sadistic needs
I enjoy degrading Granny
But she can't do it to me
My mind's just slightly warped
Due to her insanity
If the pigs ever catch me
I know I'll get the hot seat
I was once a little weirdo
With beady little eyes
My Grandma used to rape me
When much to her surprise
I grabbed a ten pound hammer
And smashed her fucking head
Now I rape Granny every day
Even though she's cold & dead
11. Generic Ruins
Something sweetSomething pureSomething uniqueSweptout doorsWrapped n trendsClenched in fashionCloned to no endAnd it's catchin'Put on your uniformSpoiled likenessLike you're born just for thisYour lips are brown from sucking upTo the peers you've foundBland proportionProvoked vomitJoin the crowdYou have done itOpen eyes cannot bear itNo surprise - you're all genericMy world - pitch blackOutta the ruinsI'm never comin' backGeneric ruinsNever! - No!
12. System Slut
Up and down the ladderNever a secure spotSucking for that identitySame old slutPaint your best faceYour sole relianceYou're a little wornCrawling to the business giantsKiss ass and lie to the man with a tieBig bucks rolling inBut you're still beneath themCan't put a pretty face to the grindstoneKnees hit the floorDignity's goneGrab the money trainFuel with greedSystem slut goes downSystem slut is skin deepSystem slut
13. You're The Subject
Stop the pain, stop the slaughterOpen your eyes to this senseless thingOf the primate in the leather strapsWith his guts on the table in the name of scienceThis can't go on any longerStop the pain, stop the slaughterThey inject the needle - it's a new food additiveThey know it will cause internal haemorrhagingBut can the vomiting dog survive?You call this progressIf this is progress - I wanna regress!Don't get me wrong - I see the point in testingWe must make alternatives to this sadistic crusadeWhat would you think if we reverse the situation and you we're the subject on whom the tests we're performed?The panic which you can't control overwhelms your rational thoughtThe white coats staring at you with the electrodes on your brainThe white coats stand above you smilingPinning back your eyelids, smilingShredding your existence
14. Third World Vacation
I can get drunkWorking is hellI got a home, I got foodMy parents won't give me moreMeanwhile, somewhere elseHomeless and starvingLike a knife in a swollen belly, hunger is carvingYou soak in pity, they bathe in dirtUneducated and decrepitBodies diseased and ridden with wormsNow we take a little trip down Leper LaneA new life to live in the land of painBeneath the arid sun, between hell and deathOn the boiling floor, you take your last breathSalvaging your insanity for the painful realization that it's not perfect, but it's the best you got so farNext time you're complaining - take a Third World Vacation!
15. Fat Maggot
Shovel that coal - gotta make a profitFuck acid rain - I hate fish anywayBeef up production - too much competitionI wanna buy half the nation by the middle of the next weekProfit! Profit! Profit!I don't care if all resources are consumedWe'll try another industryStupid! Stupid! Stupid!I don't careRaping the Earth for selfish profitFeed me! Feed me!I wanna reproduce like a parasiteI'll feed until I starve my host foodThe world may be dying but I'm living comfortableLeeching Mother Earth makes a profitable company
16. Even The Water Reeks
I don't understand how people can piss their future away, short term profit can't compensate for global suicideMaybe if they'd wake up and smell the volatile coffee, maybe we would stand a chance with life as we know itI walk along the shore and try not to step on any rotten corpses of dead fish that litter the beach - first victims of our chemical forcesI can't look away, this carnage, this atrocityBring on the waves of deathFall bearers of the toxic tideI dare not swim, the dioxidized water will shred my skinAnd the oil spillsHazardous to healthWe dump and dump and dump like kids with worn out toysThere's not a way out and we don't give a fuckOceans of crueltyReigns supremePutrid growth starts to climbVile orgasmExplodingEven the water reeksCall it careless, call it ignorancePut it in the sky, liquidate shitIt reeks
17. No Fucking Way
I'm so confusedDon't know what to doShould I take a chance and face the consequence?Or should I lay back and die without the satisfaction of giving it a try?No way, I'll get off my ass, make it happen for myself!No way I'll let the chance pass by me again!No way! No way! No fucking way!I can't sit idle, to me it's suicidal, 'cause time is a disease which feeds on my incentiveGotta take some chancesWithout the "maybe's", what's the point in living?If actions speak louder than words, it's time they started screamingNo way I'll let the chance pass by me again!No way! No way! No fucking way!
18. Chainsaw Sodomy
Breeding of your ignoranceSpawned by insecuritiesBadge of law gives you the balls to abuse your authority- I'm a cop, I'll kick your ass!- No, you're a redneck piece of trash!Soon to be outnumbered and back in a cornerStrap on the chainsaw, it's time to sodomize!Pants to your ankles pig!Here's mud in your eye!PIG!
19. Fucking You
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