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SUPERJOINT RITUAL LYRICS
"Live In Dallas, TX 2002" (2002 DVD)
1. It Takes Guts
2. The Alcoholik
3. Fuck Your Enemy
4. Everyone Hates Everyone
5. 4 Songs
6. Drug Your Love
7. Haunted Hated
8. Antifaith
9. Ozena
10. Starvation Trip
11. Superjoint Ritual
1. It Takes Guts
There is no bright relation, refry this shitty life
Can you find it? Can you feel it?
Can you hide it? Can you fake it?
The promise of piss is here, and I've dug the filthy dredge
Can you find it? Can you feel it?
Can you hide it? Can you fake it?
There is no grace in waiting, there's only bastard baiting
Can you find it? Can you feel it?
Can you hide it? Can you fake it?
Raped by your father, where you hurt there?
Were you horny? Were you horrified?
They were the first to revv up, they were the last to ride
Can you find it? Can you feel it?
Can you hide it? Can you fake it?
Taken by a blood relation-take that, love that
Given inches, given fortitude-take that, love that
Crying eyes, a man of forty-take that, love that
Taken back there, day to day
I feel, extreme, amped up
Kill the guilty
2. The Alcoholik
Pick up and shake in the wind
Shed your resource and keep it down, trashed
Don't make it right, don't move it in
Put it in the mouth, and swollowed whole
Smashed
It makes all the sense to me, and could it make all the sense to you? Let
it ride
Because there ain't no winning in this one right
I try to facilitate, whine in restoration
Blewn
Blow through the prime of life
Numb all the senses down
Project your fear of heights
Onto untravelled ground
Fry and hallucinate, pry and investigate
Blow through the prime of life
Numb all the senses down
Project your fear of heights
Onto untravelled ground
Pitfalls of grief, on all that displayed for the groundout
Prophetically speaking the wilted unformulated
3. Fuck Your Enemy
Where were you? When was it me?
A hollow paw, a quiet stare
Drain is slowly, the flow of birth
Eat the after birth and satiate the claw-rise
The dumb ones rise to salute the queer
Another dreary (outlook), people fearing
Dick the system, screw the city
Forget you were, forget you were
Die when you can do no more damage
4. Everyone Hates Everyone
Mind is a freeze, from me, from you, from shock
There is no sanctuary, you want to do this...right now
Your blank look tells me, you're not to thrilled at all
To stand here face-to-face with me
You want to stab at me, right now, not tomorrow
'Cause there's a fine line between me and them
Call it a rift
I can't just look you in the eye without just crying/laughing
I speak with death-threat tone...you and yours want to make a name
Pack it up and move on right now, no tomorrow
'Cause there's a fine line between me and them
Call it a...
I will decide
There's pressure, revolving, absorbing, unloading, depreciated
Step on the foot of Excelcier, a net in the womb of the aftermath
The problem ahead is that "fine line" that keeps us apart
A fence there in the middle/keeps us apart again
5. 4 Songs
God, my eyes were wide...an open casket smile
You were never liked at all, and I'm fucking glad you're gone
You would rip off, a pervert jackoff, big talk-no show
Broken back bone
[chorus]
You never looked better, dead and gone
I never felt better, you're dead and gone and...
I wish I would have done, what nature finished first
I'd done it with my hand, then left and shot myself
[chorus]
You never looked better, dead and gone
I never felt better, you're dead and gone and no more bother
I never lose sleep, I don't regret a thing
Believe me when I say, I'm fucking glad it's over
The praising of a higher hate
Don't doubt a fucking word
The darkest month, the darkest month is here
When you can't move so freely
Chill out, detox, rehab, clean out
I can't watch, I can't bear it
I just want to hang myself
Chill out, detox, rehab, clean out
I committed a felony, I never had much trouble before
First time offender
But I got put through the ringer
And my bank account shrunk a lot
They set an example, however
There's not a chance, no way through me
You've never forgiven, exploited in dirt, it bothers you, it tortures you
One more plight, left in life, shoot me dead, in the head
Catch me if you can...
Never touch me, never come near me
You're a punk, a bunch of words, not one percent
You're found out...if you were me, you'd be in luck
But you're not, so you suck
Show me a dollar, I'll show you no heart
Show me a heart, and I'll show you my eyes
Wrong inside
Given the inch, crippled a mile, the pull of the dragon, the pull of the
drug
I can't see what the big fucking deal is?!
No repentance, no respect, blown up eyes, blown up skies!
I cann't see what the big fucking deal is?!
And I cannot wait till the love is a fuck...
Back to the world, the tourniquet knot is slipping apart
Bones left to pick, they radiate and splinter away
6. Drug Your Love
7. Haunted Hated
Followed down,late october
alley kills,fills the blindness,
smack the herion,smack the girl,
slack in murder, fill the viod,
Followed down,late october
alley kills,fills the blindness,
smack the herion,smack the girl,
slack in murder, fill the void,
Followed down, always fell,
refill my perscription for me friday,
Followed down,late october
slack in murder, fill the void,
Followed down, always fell,
refill my perscription for me friday,
perjustues,
free to let the women get it,
on there own for them,
the only way,
will ruin the mass creation,
8. Antifaith
Through the beyond, the brain that creeps compulsion
Unrash decision, a battle pitched with lyric
Bastard world is swallowing and harvesting
A dense generation that's doomed to repeat over and over
[chorus]
Dischord, fear, psychosis, then the grave
Antifaith, a legion in the cerebellum
Kill the senses, dream of guilt, a blatant fraud
Abominations will maximize both death and danger
[chorus]
Dischord, fear, psychosis, then genocide
At one time, try it again and again
A grizzled down execution, your flesh at one with the dirt
No death king, no veil of martyrs, just red, raw, and gone
9. Ozena
She's crap, she's scum - related to the gutter
She never looks behind her, for there sleeps ashen past
[chorus]
But it feels good, just like the way it should
The cord burns on and on and on and on...
Her mouth hangs wrong, cateract coloured eyes
She smells like gone from the give-up
[chorus]
But it feels good, just like the way it should
The cord burns on and on and on and on...
Ozena
Sex was meant to kill you
Lisp like a little kid, through split tongue seizures
sucking air sounds prevelent, it's a rebirth...
[chorus]
But it feels good, just like the way it should
The cord burns on and on and on and on...
Ozena
Sex was meant to kill you
10. Starvation Trip
11. Superjoint Ritual
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