LYricS

censorship

A girl in a bar
A so called comedian
Never took a joke too far
In it for the money, she’s a greedy one

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Her head is in a jar
It only sees what she believes in
If it doesn’t add up
The Pussy Posse gon’ make it stop

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Censorship makes me tired
Cut the wire
Strangle a generation

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Administer the dosage higher
Press it tighter
A band-aid on healthy skin

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Censorship makes me tired
Cut the wire
Strangle a generation

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Administer the dosage higher
Press it tighter
A band-aid on healthy skin

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She gets in a car, skippin’ all the low gears
Thinking she will take it far, just playing into our fears
Riling up a crowd; Internet obedience
She’s calling you a coward, if you do not lend her credence

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Censorship makes me tired
Cut the wire
Strangle a generation

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Administer the dosage higher
Press it tighter
A band-aid on healthy skin

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Censorship makes me tired
Cut the wire
Strangle a generation

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Administer the dosage higher
Press it tighter
A band-aid on healthy skin

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But what is skin if you do not know the skin you’re in—never been on vacation
Is it a sin to be different than the queen and king? People I’ve heard them say that

If you’re a faggot with a little make up—stay inside
If you’re a girl looking like a boy looking for a girl—you’re last in line

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Censorship makes me tired
Cut the wire
Strangle a generation

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Administer the dosage higher
Press it tighter
A band-aid on healthy skin

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Censorship makes me tired
Cut the wire
Strangle a generation

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Administer the dosage higher
Press it tighter
A band-aid on healthy skin

Kick it

All these different faces—different but the same

Lost in an oasis—luxury’s the name

There are no sexes, no races

Does no one have a brain?

I said; hit me hit me hit me hard

I wanna feel pain

Touch down in the basement

Primal instinct does reign

Step down all you brave men

You’re not born with a mane

Just put these two and two

Put it all together

I kick a little

I become another

Just put these two and two

Put it all together

I kick a little

I become another

Another spilled secret

Seeing your whole life on display

Daytime TV and depressants

Trying to run away

Doing it again to fake it

Collecting what I made

Don’t remember nothing

Don’t even get paid

I step down into the basement

A married man with a pants tent

Banging on a board until I’m all drained

Leavin’ a little stain

Just put these two and two

Put it all together

I kick a little (kick a little, I kick a lot)

I become another (kick a lot)

Just put these two and two

Put it all together

I kick a little

I become another 

corona Song

Corona

Deadlier than pneumonia

Scarier than Estonia

We must warn ya

Don't eat animals cooked in saliva

Do not go abroad if you want to stay alive

Cover your cough if you care for your neighbour

Can you remember there's a tiger with a sabre?

It died.

You can die too if you don't say "Bless you"

You can die too if you come to my rescue

I might be a victim if I don't confess to you

Better stay home and groove

It died.

You can die too if you don't say "Bless you"

You can die too if you come to my rescue

I might be a victim if I don't confess to you

Better stay home and groove

Corona

Deadlier than pneumonia

Scarier than Estonia

We must warn ya

Corona

Deadlier than pneumonia

Scarier than Estonia

We must warn ya

Corona.

FossiLs

Only tiles growing

Fifteen miles showing

Concrete walls falling

Read me our will

Tell me who to kill

Let me hear your war calling

And I still wanted to know

Don’t leave me out in the cold

Now that I’m old enough

Give me the juicy stuff

I’m not a martyr by choice

Maybe, I am just the little guys’ voice

And I’m not murdering boys

I’m just silencing the fossils

How we perceive all the barren trees

They’re not dead they’re sleeping

Lay down and rest you can’t always be best

And we’re not competing

And I still wanted to know

Don’t leave me out in the cold

Now that I’m old enough

Give me the juicy stuff

I’m not a martyr by choice

Maybe, I am just the little guys’ voice

And I’m not murdering boys

I’m just silencing the fossils

I’m not a martyr by choice (I’m not a martyr)

I am just the little guys’ voice (Just the little guys’ voice)

And I’m not murdering boys

I’m just silencing the fossils

I’m not a martyr by choice (I’m not a martyr)

I am just the little guys’ voice (Just the little guys’ voice)

And I’m not murdering boys

I’m just silencing the fossils

ceLL BLock LaWyeR

Cell Block Lawyer! 

Wooden Foyer! 

I sold that boy to her!
The kid destroyer!

Weakening, aching, rather faking

Temptress, red dress, dad in distress

Temptress, red dress, dad in distress

He took a wrong turn just to get a heartburn

Crime of passion

Better cash in

Cell Block Lawyer! 

Wooden Foyer! 

I sold that boy to her!
The kid destroyer!

Cell Block Lawyer! 

Wooden Foyer! 

I sold that boy to her!
The kid destroyer!

Loud and ready-sciplinary

Find erasers for their faces

Find erasers for their faces

Limousine, déjà vu’s been unordinary; not so very

Unordinary… Blah blah blah

Cell Block Lawyer! (Lawyer)

Wooden Foyer! (Foyer)

I sold that boy to her! (Boy to her)
The kid destroyer! (Destroyer)

Cell Block Lawyer! (Lawyer)

Wooden Foyer! (Foyer)

I sold that boy to her! (Boy to her)
The kid destroyer! (Destroyer)

graND

Fired up, booted away

Lined up, executional raid

The big boot, all from the blue

Doomsday, with no severance pay

I was grand (I was grand)

I was grand (I was grand)

I don’t think I know you understand, I was grand (I was grand)

I don’t fit the bill is what he said, I was grand (I was grand)

Tossed out, out in the rain

Stand up, smearing campaign

Suck it up, sure I’m ok

Mumble, stutter away

David and Goliath, how they fight (how they fight)

Black and white, back and right

David and Goliath, how they riot (how they riot)

Black and white, back and right

I was grand (I was grand)

I was grand (I was grand)

I don’t think I know you understand, I was grand (I was grand)

I don’t fit the bill is what he said, I was grand (I was grand)

I was grand

Astronaut

I think I’m hot (what?)

Am I becoming an astronaut? 

I must be lost in space

You don’t drive me, up into a tree

I’ll fight my right, to be a puma with poor sight

You cannot capture me, and put me in a zoo

I’d rather die, than live to tell the truth

I think I’m hot, am I becoming an astronaut? 

I must be lost in space

I think I’m hot, am I becoming an astronaut? 

Another alien race

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I think I’m hot, am I becoming an astronaut? 

I must be lost in space

I think I’m hot, am I becoming an astronaut? 

Another alien race

You don’t see me, coming straight ahead

You must tilt your head, like the philosopher said

I cannot listen to, listen to you shout

I’ll flick my switch, and magically drown you out

I think I’m hot, am I becoming an astronaut? 

I must be lost in space

I think I’m hot, am I becoming an astronaut? 

Another alien race

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I think I’m hot, am I becoming an astronaut? 

I must be lost in space

I think I’m hot, am I becoming an astronaut? 

Am I the alien race

I must be lost in space

10 000 feet in the sky

So high I think I’m fly, flying

In orbit around my ego

I think I’m hot, am I becoming an astronaut? 

I must be lost in space

I think I’m hot, am I becoming an astronaut? 

Another alien race

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I think I’m hot, am I becoming an astronaut? 

I must be lost in space

I think I’m hot, am I becoming an astronaut? 

Another alien race

kiss kiss BaNg BaNg

Kiss Kiss

Bang Bang

Don’t go groping on my guys, you molest me with your eyes

Club-kidding the hater

Who brought, brought my little snack:

One banana, one backpack—you should start to cater

No illicit touch, and no photography

Mr. Kiss Kiss Bang Bang

You got me

No illicit touch, and no photography

Mr. Kiss Kiss Bang Bang

You got me

Take me to the darkest of rooms

Hook me up with fifteen fit grooms

Saving one for later

Sneaking up the V.I.P line

We ignore the warning sign

Excuse me where is the waiter

No illicit touch, and no photography

Mr. Kiss Kiss Bang Bang

You got me

No illicit touch, and no photography

Mr. Kiss Kiss Bang Bang

You got me

Touch me, touch me

Let’s go all inclusive—into the microwave

Let’s be prehistorical and paint a cave

(Stay until Sunday)

Let’s go all inclusive—into the microwave

Let’s be prehistorical and paint a cave

(Stay until Sunday)

Let’s go all inclusive—into the microwave

Let’s be prehistorical and paint a cave

(Stay until Sunday)

Let’s go all inclusive—into the microwave

Stay until Sunday

Stay until Sunday

No illicit touch, and no photography

Mr. Kiss Kiss Bang Bang

You got me

No illicit touch, and no photography

Mr. Kiss Kiss Bang Bang

You got me

RoyaLty

Poolside, ringside—believe it is a state of mind

Study hard party hard. Days fly by and I, I

I wanna look like royalty, on a Roman chariot carried by virgins

I wanna look like royalty, with a fat wristwatch and magnum bubbly

I wanna look like royalty, on a Roman chariot carried by virgins

I wanna look like royalty, with a fat wristwatch and magnum bubbly

Bastard blue blood; pumping through my veins

I don’t want your silly names, I just want to show off, show

I wanna look like royalty, on a Roman chariot carried by virgins

I wanna look like royalty, with a fat wristwatch and magnum bubbly

I wanna look like royalty, on a Roman chariot carried by virgins

I wanna look like royalty, with a fat wristwatch and magnum bubbly

Working weekends; making ends meet and making rich friends

Working weekends; making ends meet and making rich friends

Working weekends; making ends meet and making rich friends

Working weekends; making ends meet and making rich friends

I wanna look like royalty, on a Roman chariot carried by virgins

I wanna look like royalty, with a fat wristwatch and magnum bubbly

I wanna look like royalty, on a Roman chariot carried by virgins

I wanna look like royalty, with a fat wristwatch and magnum bubbly

So many Reasons

I’d like to play a little, voodoo

‘cuz I’m in the mood to, hurt you

I’d like to play a little voodoo

‘cuz I’m in the mood to, hurt you

When you treat like I’m just air it is most unfair and you never care

So if you start to put yourself first, just quench your thirst; your ego

So many reasons I put up with you; I could name a few but I don’t

Go, call it treason if I ruin you

But you do it to yourself, you do

The expression upon your face, you have your ways to police me

You keep your secrets so easily, increasingly, you tease me

It’s like you never really understood it’ll do you good to be nice you could

Maybe stop to put yourself first just quench your thirst; your ego

So many reasons I put up with you; I could name a few but I don’t

Go, call it treason if I ruin you

But you do it to yourself, you do

So many reasons I put up with you; I could name a few but I don’t

Go, call it treason if I ruin you

But you do it to yourself, you do

Don’t mistake my insecurity, for watered-down purity

I am still in love

Don’t mistake my insecurity, for watered-down purity

I am still in love

So many reasons I put up with you; I could name a few but I don’t

Go, call it treason if I ruin you

But you do it to yourself, you do

So many reasons I put up with you; I could name a few but I don’t

Go, call it treason if I ruin you

But you do it to yourself, you do

RaNcid Butter

I may be rancid butter—on your side of the toast though

I am a house cat and my final words are postponed

When I was put to trial, I was in denial

Who did I offend, who was my juror?

I shouldn’t contemplate, but I’m in such a state

Didn’t care to win—want to cave in

The burden of proof must shift like

Autumn leaves on a roof must drift away

Some people say

I am winding and grinding you up

The burden of proof must shift like

Autumn leaves on a roof must drift away

Some people say

I am winding and grinding you up

I’m so done trying to explain why you are broken

People are dying and the emperor has spoken

When I was put to trial, I was in denial

Who did I offend, who was my juror?

I shouldn’t contemplate, but I’m in such a state

Didn’t care to win—want to cave in

The burden of proof must shift like

Autumn leaves on a roof must drift away

Some people say

I am winding and grinding you up

The burden of proof must shift like

Autumn leaves on a roof must drift away

Some people say

I am winding and grinding you up

Bike ride

Bike ride, last night; I tried to… follow you

But you’re speeding. Fuck, I’m needy again

Bed time last night; I tried to… fondle you

But you’re sleeping. Fuck, I’m creepy again

Kill the commentary, the jealousy; it won’t bite on me

Project your shit on us, barely scrape the crust, and you can’t strike harder

But you fall (Strike harder)

No control (Strike harder)

You’re afraid (Strike harder)

To decay

But you fall (Strike harder)

No control (Strike harder)

You’re afraid (Strike harder)

To decay

Our easy route did not bear fruit, so we fought

And you caught me with my guard down; you made me play the clown

Those summer days they flew away (So we made)

We made a promise to ourselves; to love nobody else

Kill the commentary, the jealousy; it won’t bite on me

Project your shit on us, barely scrape the crust, and you can’t strike harder

But you fall (Strike harder)

No control (Strike harder)

You’re afraid (Strike harder)

To decay

But you fall (Strike harder)

No control (Strike harder)

You’re afraid (Strike harder)

To decay

We are on the right track—don’t look back
(Don’t look back, don’t look back)

We are on the right track—don’t look back

(Strike harder, strike harder)

We are on the right track—don’t look back

(Don’t look back, don’t look back)

We are on the right track—don’t look back

(Kill the commentary, filled with jealousy)

But you fall

No control

You’re afraid

To decay

But you fall

No control (Strike harder)

You’re afraid (Strike harder)

To decay

But you fall (Strike harder)

No control (Strike harder)

You’re afraid (Strike harder)

To decay

Strike harder

Strike harder

Strike harder

Strike harder

Strike harder

Strike harder

RaVen

Come back and sit down, didn’t wanna run you off

My mind is racing, feeling like a little child

It’s only I miss you, and I’m very much afraid

I won’t kiss you, again, I want it too hard

Come back and sit down, didn’t wanna run you off

My mind is racing, feeling like a little child

It’s only I miss you, and I’m very much afraid

I won’t kiss you, again, I won’t it too hard

After the fact that we’re both criminals, doesn’t it count for nothing?

Was I a pawn in your plan to get your hands on another medal—some sort of medal

Dark-colored raven, didn’t wanna hold on tight

Did I crush you, you escaped into the night

And I kept calling, but I didn’t know your name

Now I’m falling, I’m the only one to blame

After the fact that we’re both criminals, doesn’t it count for nothing?

Was I a pawn in your plan to get your hands on another medal—some sort of medal

After the fact that we’re both criminals, doesn’t it count for nothing?

Was I a pawn in your plan to get your hands on another medal—some sort of medal

After the fact that we’re both criminals, doesn’t it count for nothing?

Was I a pawn in your plan to get your hands on another medal—some sort of medal

How? How? How do stuffed birds fly, and look alive?

How? How? How do stuffed birds fly, and look alive?

How? How? How do stuffed birds fly, and look alive?

How? How? How do stuffed birds fly, and look alive?