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  ACID DRINKERS LYRICS
 
  
  "Are You Rebel ?" (1990)
  1. Del Rocca 2. Barmy Army 3. I Mean Acid (Do Ya Like It ?) 4. Waitin' for the Hair 5. Lammin', Obtrusive, Vulgar, Emasculin' Machine (W.A.S.P. cover) 6. I Fuck the Violence (I'm Sure I'm Right) 7. I Am the Mystic 8. Woman with Dirty Feet 9. Megalopolis 10. Nagasaki Baby 11. Moshin' in the Night * 12. Mike Cwel *
 
 
 
 
 
 
  1. Del Rocca
  Del Rocca
 
 Certainly Rocca in his stinkin' uniform
 Settles matters with Chianti, sitting in La Scala
 Scrawling on a piece of the wall, stresses it word by word
 He sells pills to dirty imbeciles.
 He sets off, lookin' for viruses
 So that his easy hand makes the strings sound
 He says: "I believe, but not everyone"
 He talked with an acid head, flyin' home.
 Rocca counts stars or looks inside the soul
 He's going to give a nipper for the old Europe
 He congeals in silence, just like a rock,
 When from the heights speaks to him miss Bush.
 He prowls in the mountains, escapes bears
 He watches France from the top of a hill
 He stinks and says: "I f... the bottle,"
 Too often he shoots at people and strikes at his skull!
 Rocca repels the attacks of gloomy sad fools,
 He... makes their souls so happy
 He says, when it ends, for sure he'll come here
 To make an exception: to shoot at you, at you!
 He cannot understand, the Junta hate him,
 Rocca haunts policemen with a rubber banana,
 He's organisin' the flock and bringin' crates of beer
 His lady's reprimandin' him, no, no, no,
 Rocca got too much!!!
 He's like steel, hard like a motherf...er,
 But he's gonna live not long,
 Wake up sucker!
 
 
 
  2. Barmy Army
  Barmy Army
 
 Swimmin' in s... I've got all on command
 Always, everywhere I've got something to do,
 The screams of blockheads - almost shootin' the dead
 Oh! What's the stink, revolutions in my brain!
 On one command we wake up, we're a mob
 Followin' the madmen we bleed by our eyes,
 And one shout gives us a dream
 A big problem we've got - can we dream or not?!
 His stupid snout and arms like a buffalo
 His carrion will fill up empty spaces in a battle - array
 Curses like a bandit and leaps at the wall
 Notorious fool - automatic uniform
 He knows so little, but here he's the law
 He didn't make efforts to get on my nerves
 I hate his laughter, it isn't sincere
 He reacts to command - an animal intellect.
 They talk about it and try to frighten
 They talk about that - delude by rewards
 My carrion will fill up this empty place
 I'll stay unknown - driven into concrete.
 I'm a shooter and a target, I'm a hero - killer.
 If I kill more I'll get a monument
 I'll die with desire, I got their word:
 Fire will burn over my head!
 Barmy Army, Dead Army, Barmy Army, Shadows Army.
 
 
 
  3. I Mean Acid (Do Ya Like It ?)
  I Mean Acid / Do Ya Like It?
 
 It's not true, that I'm a drunkard
 Even though mother damned a thousand times,
 It's not true, that I'm ungreatful
 But I'm not without a blemish too.
 It's true, Jim has almost killed me
 Even though he wasn't my master
 It's true - I'm not afraid of acid
 And I'd like everything right now.
 Somebody said that I'm a kid
 And he was absolutely right
 Somebody saw me mixin' "Bloody Titus"
 He said, "It's not an attraction."
 A drunk lady danced behind me
 Naked in my black leather
 I Intended to f... her as cold as stone
 But I couldn't - I got too much
 And it's true, that I'm wicked
 Even though they thanked me many times
 It's true that I'm a motherf...er
 But I don't fell any repulsion to myself
 Hey you, don't tell me, don't even try,
 That fault is only mine,
 And don't damn acid,
 It's cheap and it kicks so well
 I mean acid! Do you like it?!
 
 
 
  4. Waitin' for the Hair
  Waitin' 4 The Hair
 
 Fifty bears jumped on my neck
 And fago told me it would come back, yeah!
 He said: "Sometimes it's very painful
 When they are biting and trying to suck, suck!"
 You see, this evening as an executioner
 Tormented me again
 And lost apostles kicked my ass!
 Kicked so strong
 And the colored lady did nothing
 To make me feel well
 They killed my soul
 I wanted it cos I'm a fool In Rome you will take your vengeance
 -Rocca was sure
 It is to be ninety-two, yeah!
 -Some guys will cry
 And the city always knows where I'm going
 In it;s swollen dead body
 The city will send apostles
 The city's not stupid
 Waitin' 4, waitin' 4
 Fago wrote me a letter,
 He said: "I got no money
 For bread, for wine, and for condoms, either but..."
 
 
 
  5. Lammin', Obtrusive, Vulgar, Emasculin' Machine (W.A.S.P. cover)
  L.O.V.E. Machine
 
 You know this is the end, when you're in her hands
 And your desire is on the edge of madness
 I know this feelin' - she often tormented me
 I prefer to escape, than die in her bed
 It's a compliment to her, to hear you screamin' all night
 To see fallin', yeah, so slowly down and down
 I will see your end between her hot thighs
 I'll see your corpse, yeah! Under her hungry body!
 Her dirty mind is possessed to f...
 Her burning brain is...
 She cannot sleep, she's...
 I must meet you, dirty pig!
 But your sight makes me sick!
 Lammin', obstrusive, vulgar, emasculatin' machine.
 
 
 
  6. I Fuck the Violence (I'm Sure I'm Right)
  I F... The Violence (I'm Sure I'm Right)
 
 (I'm Sure I'm Right)
 Did you see these guys fighting on the streets
 Did you hear these f...ers, waitin' for you and me
 Did you see your friend, bleeding on his knees
 Do you feel the fear, darkness is coming here
 Did you see the blood on the walls of houses
 Do you feel the fear, darkness is coming here
 I f... the violence and I'm sure I'm right.
 
 
 
  7. I Am the Mystic
  I Am The Mystic
 
 I'm a street spy, I'm a Spanish fly
 I'm coarse, thorough, and a sensitive bastard
 I'm always a pig in a lady's company
 I drive away suckers standin' on the corner
 I'm a diamond throat of the local pub
 My sister's got deviations, I know it well
 I'm seducing blondie without any difficulties
 I always drink brandy on a friday night
 I'm the loudest screamer at the boss's party
 I spend long hours with my black partner
 I am a rattlesnake, I crush my victims
 I'm the cheapest model in the porno magazines
 I am the mystic
 I am the one
 I'm killin' cops - He's dropping out!!!
 
 
 
  8. Woman with Dirty Feet
  Woman With The Dirty Feet
 
 Baby, I wanna see you tonight
 I love the stink of your body
 Let me show you what I can
 Honey, I'm a real man
 Since you left me, baby
 I'm broken, I bleed
 My tears are falling and falling
 Falling on your dirty feet
 Woman with the dirty feet.
 
 
 
  9. Megalopolis
  Megalopolis
 
 Metropolis creates mob and mob creates its face
 Megalopolis builds barriers, you die under their stress
 The mob creates its atmosphere:
 Bitches, drugs, guns for sale.
 I'm a stranger in the city, in its rotten part
 I will destroy the barriers and If I win
 I'll get lucky!
 The mob watchfully guards the wall
 It's very hard to get through!
 Volunteers in the army's rows, essence of slums and stench
 Dead body of a city - alienation and water, the beginning of a job
 Killers from dirty streets, victims of the city's creation
 Fifty bucks for one head, they are not afraid of this task
 To approach them is a risk, conscience is taboo
 To escape them has no sense, losers in the system abound
 Metropolis creates the gang and the gang defines the city
 Parasites love this corpse, killers in the army's rows!
 How many people did you kill?
 About two hundred and fifty
 How many murders did you see?
 About two or three thousand
 Tell me man, did you use choppers?
 Yeah, we used choppers to torment!!!
 And I wait for the darkness to set myself free...
 
 
 
  10. Nagasaki Baby
  Nagasaki Baby
 
 Her eyes see a splintered sky and the sun's forgotten them
 Her face is a fresh wound, honestly it's smashed
 It's strange that she breathes, my sweet, little dead body
 Oh no, she's not dyin', she's not burned completely.
 You hide between the walls your idiotic smile
 And I could lie to you, that there's something in you
 You don't want to show your ashen-gray hands
 I won't tell you this, but to who will you give them?!
 And she never laughs, my burned little cat
 And she never cries, she's lost her tears
 This overdose of pain is impossible to get
 I see the traces of the flames on her thin back!
 I don't wanna look at your hands
 I feel awful when you splutter, I am yours
 I feel fear, when I gotta cuddle you
 Even though I know you are mine, mine!
 
 
 
  11. Moshin' in the Night *
  Moshin' In The Nite
 
 Litza's teeth tear the cork from the wine
 His hunger is so visible now
 The sight of this guy makes me insane
 Let him go faster - I will stop shaking
 The iron dogs of the city arrive together
 They are excited and ready to mosh
 Glass-eyed corpses will fall down tonight
 They will be out and the new will come
 Yeah, scream of axes, such a noisy party
 Don't preach to me here, about my situation
 Yeah lanky guys are droppin' dead now
 There'll be a ton of puke - just one of the attractions
 Reinforcements are comin' - I'm defendin' myself
 I won't drop so fast, surrender to no one
 I'm losing my fingers in her appetising shame
 No, not this week, I'm not comin' home!
 An iron dog of the city, a never sober thrasher
 He's haulin', oh, a big sack of joy
 The crew's defendin' him, rollin' orbits
 This night, just like the last, some of the guests will drop down
 The orange sun pulls me out of it, oh well
 There's no talkin' about any overdose
 A "Red Barchetta" is flyin' through my ears
 I'm waitin' patiently for a new sack of joy, joy!
 It is hittin' us - Adrenalines kick
 And we are not guilty in this situation
 Litza's greedy jaw is lookin' for the foe
 Our bangin' heads are harder than a rock.
 
 
 
  12. Mike Cwel *
  Mike Cwel
 
 Mike does these things gratis
 He is very well known in the city
 His ass is his decoy and a trap for the children
 Mike is the first playboy of the railway station
 He is the favorite of suckers
 Mike is a seniors lover
 He is almost a man, he's a star of suckin'
 His body is a magnet for the old boys
 Mike is an ideal guy
 He's a real motherf...er!!!
 Do you wanna be somebody just like him?!?!
 No, nobody wants to be a smelly, dirty putana!!!
 Mike sucks my dick everyday a week!
  
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