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Heart Attack
04:28
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I’m knocking in windows
I’m kicking down doors
I’m punching the ceiling
I’m stomping the floor
Rock and roll
sex and drugs
Heavy metal
Raining blood
I’m bringing it back
I’m bringing it back
I’m bringing it back
Harder than a heart attack
I’m bringing it back
I’m bringing it back
I’m bringing it back
Harder than it has ever been
Yea
Ow
Hide your daughters
Hide your sons
Put away your knives
And lockup your guns
Times are tough
But so am I
I got the stuff
I am your guy.
I’m bringing it back
I’m bringing it back
I’m bringing it back
Harder than a heart attack
I’m bringing it back
I’m bringing it back
I’m bringing it back
Harder than it has ever been
Yea
Ow
Poppin cherries
Slinging mud
Drinkin booze
Smokin bud
South of heaven
Rest in peace
Back in Black
The number of the beast
I’m bringing it back
I’m bringing it back
I’m bringing it back
Harder than a heart attack
I’m bringing it back
I’m bringing it back
I’m bringing it back
Harder than it has ever been
Yea
Ow
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Swamp Song
03:28
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Creepin up out of the swamp
Carnage behind its eyes
There’s claws, there’s scales, there’s blood
All of it in its prime
Going from make to model
Seeing what it can find
Sinking in it’s teeth
Rhyme, reason, spines
Twisted metal in it’s teeth
Claws in 57’ chevy door
I don’t think we’ll be seeing
Love around here no more
It’s been two weeks since the first attack
And we’re still waiting for, the town to bounce back
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3. |
The Man Who Laughs
03:41
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Why oh why for so damn long
Got to sing the same damn song
Why oh why can't they understand
I'm a very special kind of man
Over and over and over again makes no difference in the end
Over and over and over enemies are my only friend
Hour by hour and day by day
These petty games we must play
Hour and hour and year by year
These petty things we hold most dear
Over and over and over again seems that I will never win
Over and over and over again who said laughing was a sin
Why oh why for so damn long
Got to sing the same damn song
why oh why oh why oh why
Why won't you just let me die
Over and over and over again makes no difference in the end
Over and over and over again the Batman is my only friend
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4. |
Living in the Cult
02:10
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All the blood Bruce had to spill
80's gore My greatest thrill
So bring'em back reanimate the dead
Dismember the bodies take off the heads
Living in the cult is my only home
Living in the cult is all I've ever known
All the bands the masses never liked
Those poor bastards will never see the light
Those boys from New Hope with that Brown Sound
Good old Les never let me down
Living in the cult is my only home
Living in the cult is all I've ever known
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King Shit
03:33
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Sitting up high on the royal throne
a head made of wood and heart made of stone
Its king shit the tyrant of this land
Its king shit what a despicable man
Its king shit the ruler of all he sees
Its king shit the fuhrer of feces
Friend of the rich, enemy of the poor
Dirty deals being delivered through the back door
Missippi drowning but this he will ignore
Our civil rights are slipping away through the back door
My pet goat doesn't like gays
If he had his way he'd have them locked in Gitmo bay
My pet goat prays every day
If he had his way he'd have those Pinkos put away
King shit the tyrant of this land
Its king shit what a despicable man
Its king shit the ruler of all he sees
Its king shit the fuhrer of feces
Money money money blood for oil
Our solider lie dead on foreign soil
Pollution intrusion the land starts to spoil
The profits are rising as the planet boils
Money money money the bottom line
A little bit of pot gets a lot of jail time
Support from our allies is in decline
He smiles and waves and says everything is fine
King shit the tyrant of this land
Its king shit what a despicable man
Its king shit the ruler of all he sees
Its king shit the fuhrer of feces
This country is not what it used to be
The home of the slave and the land of the greed
This country is not what it used to be
He fucked everything up and now we live in misery
This country is not what it once was
The richest 1% write all of the laws
This country is not what once was
Social insecuruty the system is flawed.
King shit the tyrant of this land
Its king shit what a despicable man
Its king shit the ruler of all he sees
Its king shit the fuhrer of feces
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Duke Maroon Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
After a several-year-hiatus, Duke Maroon is officially on the come-back, and plans to release their debut, studio recorded LP, A Duke Reunion, on May 5th. The 8-track album, recorded at Sound Splitter Studio, is a mixture of new and old music being revitalized by Gene Meyer (Bandit) and Doug Keller (The Tisburys & Riverby). ... more
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