1. |
Mule Harvest
04:52
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Life has got you down
Living in the gutter of a dead end town
The knives are in your back
Hog-tied in the trunk of a cadillac
Come on! wake the dead
Stop flogging that dead dead horse
Come on! wake the dead
Ride away on the zombie horse
Dirt gets in your eyes
Buried six feet under in the dead of night
Girt by mud & lies
Never breathe your last breath with out a fight
Come on! wake the dead
Stop flogging that dead dead horse
Come on! wake the dead
RIde away on the zombie horse
Come on
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2. |
Kingdom Falls
03:41
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"Take heed!" he called down from the mountain
With a flash of his blade he drew the final curtain
Run son! it's the coming of evil
Blood flows, bells ring down from the steeple
Fires rage, the village is burning
Fires rage, the village is burning
Get on your knees, release the slaves
This kingdom falls into the graves
Get on your knees, release the slaves
This kingdom falls into the graves
No remorse just mass destruction
"Kill all the people!" is the evil instruction
The weak, the poor, the women and children
You won't stop death until the kingdom has fallen
Fires rage, the village is burning
Fires rage, the village is burning
Get on your knees, release the slaves
This kingdom falls into the graves
Get on your knees, release the slaves
This kingdom falls into the graves
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3. |
Piss List
04:31
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Peel me off this floor and point me to the show.
Find me some girls who's name I'll never know
Tour boredom setting in, gonna lose my mind
I'll take anything fun that I can find
Get me to the rider, the reason That i play
Get me to the rider, the way to make my day
Get me to the rider, my wish to help my brain
Get me to the rider, medicine to keep me sane
Don't look me in the eye, don't want to sign my name
After 16 weeks the towns all looks the same,
Another day to waste, so much time to kill
Tv and games only so much they can fill
Get me to the rider, the reason That i play
Get me to the rider, the way to make my day
Get me to the rider, my wish to help my brain
Get me to the rider, medicine to keep me sane
So peel me off this floor and point me to the show.
line me up the drinks and line me up the blow
Drums and bass pumping amps are cranking loud
Time to kick some arse time to rock this crowd!
Get me to the rider, the reason That i play
Get me to the rider, the way to make my day
Get me to the rider, my wish to help my brain
Get me to the rider, medicine to keep me sane
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4. |
Divers
04:08
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Like a bull straight in the deep end
I'm over my head
Call the coast guard, man overboard
Too much water to tread
Now this space has come between us
Scan the seas, call in the divers
Caught in the perfect storm
In an imperfect boat
Water in below the decks now
This shit just don't float
Now this space has come between us
Scan the seas, call in the divers
Now this space has come between us
Scan the seas, call in the divers
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5. |
Fock!
06:20
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I'm not dead, just sleeping it off
You said breathe in slowly
I'm not dead, just feeling the cold
You said wake me gently
I'm not dead, just taking some time
You said my eyes feel heavy
I'm not dead, just taking a rest
You said closing your eyes
I'm not
I'm not dead yet
I'm not
I'm not dead yet
I'm not
I'm not dead yet
Dug my hole just one inch deep
Not to die but just to sleep
And if I die I'll feel no pain
But when I sleep I feel no shame
Sleep tonight
Sleep tonight
Sleep tonight
Sleep tonight
I'm not
I'm not dead yet
I'm not dead, just sleeping it off
You said breathe in slowly
I'm not dead, just feeling the cold
You said wake me gently
I'm not dead, just taking some time
You said my eyes feel heavy
I'm not dead, just taking a rest
You said closing your eyes
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6. |
Bitumen Whore
03:30
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Fuel injected bitumen whore
Cruise control with four on the floor
Burning rubber and quick on the draw
V8 mamma smokin' the score
Overloaded 'cause I'm too hardcore
High powered fat demon of war
Motor mamma I'll give you what for
Come on woman step to the fore
Come on baby ride with me
I'll teach you 'bout the birds and bees
My hot rods well oiled and greased
I'm gonna park it between your knees, alright!
Pole position is guaranteed
I feel the power when I turn the key
Tyres burning a trail of debris
Bitumen whore ride with me
Bitumen whore ride with me
Come on baby ride with me
I'll teach you 'bout the birds and bees
My hot rods well oiled and greased
I'm gonna park it between your knees, alright!
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7. |
The Road
03:40
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When trouble comes then it’s time to go
And once again this highway becomes my home
No looking back, get up to speed
The guitar in the back is all I need
The miles clicking by, the sun in my eye
Coz this is the life I choose.
The engines hot, the fuel gauge is running low
Pulled up at the the truck stop, the food was cold
Got my sights set on the sunset, heading off down the road
I lost a day in the rain, when the wipers broke
I cooked the motor, until it smoked
The musics blasting in my car, heading off down the road
No one to tell me what to do
I’ll pick you up on my way on through
There’s a haze off all around
The perfect place when not to be found
The miles clicking by, the sun in my eye
Coz this is the life I choose.
The engines hot, the fuel gauge is running low
Pulled up at the the truck stop, the food was cold
Got my sights set on the sunset, heading off down the road
I lost a day in the rain, when the wipers broke
I cooked the motor, until it smoked
The musics blasting in my car, heading off down the road
Don’t want this trip to be my last
Hang up my keys, lay down in the grass
So I keep pushing through
Another station, another tune
The miles clicking by, the sun in my eye
Coz this is the life I choose.
The engines hot, the fuel gauge is running low
Pulled up at the the truck stop, the food was cold
Got my sights set on the sunset, heading off down the road
I lost a day in the rain, when the wipers broke
I cooked the motor, until it smoked
The musics blasting in my car, heading off down the road
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8. |
Your Face, My Fist
04:15
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My fist says your face has a death wish
Wanna fight everyday even Christmas
Make sure every punch leaves a blood stain
Every kick makes a mess of your brain
Once I start I go ape and I can't stop
Keep going 'til I snap your fucking head off
You can bitch and moan but I won't know
Across your face I'm spreading your nose
Like forward on the field attacking
Your skinny little ass I'm slapping
King hit to the head, pow! you're dead
What's like in a hospital bed?
Gonna hurt in the morning if you still live
'cause pain is all I ever give
Come on I'll take you down
I'm more fucked than a drunken clown
Never a lover
Always a fighter
Come on let's go take it outside
Kick your ass
Face with glass
Come on let's go take it outside
Here's a can of whoop ass
Open since last March
Come on let's go take it outside
Your face said to my fist
Come on let's go take it outside
Your pain is the gain I'm feeling
From your face your nose I'm peeling
Go on and make me angry
I'm come round and kill your family
Walk in I'll make sure your crawl out
Introduce my fist to your snout
Move quick no hits are missing
Smashed teeth my fist you're kissing
Make you hurt, make you hurt real good
Hit your face with a plank of wood
Break your bones in several places
My fists of fury are maces
Haybaling outta control
sucker punch you in the jaw
Your head is seeing stars
Run over you with my car
Never a lover
Always a fighter
Come on let's go take it outside
Kick your ass
Face with glass
Come on let's go take it outside
Here's a can of whoop ass
Open since last March
Come on let's go take it outside
Your face said to my fist
Come on let's go take it outside
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9. |
Haunting & Hunting
04:59
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As black as the night is
The feeling's not over
You're haunted by street scapes again
And shadows upon the moon
Never cover or cower
Breaking the seals of tombs
The air is a river
It's haunting and hunting you
Upon machines of burning fire
Lighting up the funeral pyre
Smoke begins to fill the shire
Haunting and Hunting you
From the sky the darkness enters
Storm of ash begins to center
Taking all who came and went there
Haunting and hunting you down
It's all in the timing
You know when your time is due
Set your sirens to surface
Release the bells
Rattle chains and deaths perfume
Call upon machines of fire
The air is a river
It's haunting and hunting you
Upon machines of burning fire
Lighting up the funeral pyre
Smoke begins to fill the shire
Haunting and Hunting you
From the sky the darkness enters
Storm of ash begins to center
Taking all who came and went there
Haunting and hunting you down
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10. |
Funeral Train
07:16
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And whatever the night brings
Alone and still suffering
A journey to the darkness
The cold stench of a carcass
Thunder when the sky breaks
A grey tomb to seal your fate
There's blood stains on the brickwork
A low drone where your head hurts
You're going down on a funeral train
The next stop is hell to pay
Fresh cob webs where your head lays
How many times I count the ways
A shot rings in your powder room
You're shaking the hand of doom
Charged with a price for pain
You'll never see light again
A bell tolls every hour
Locked inside your ivory tower
You're going down on a funeral train
The next stop is hell to pay
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Pirrama Sydney, Australia
Started in 2004 the mighty Pirrama took the world by storm with their debut E.P and then took a rest waiting for when the
world is ready to be saved again from bad music. That time is now, Pirrama is readying their first full length album and it's going to rip your face off and Sh*t down your neck!
Boyd Moore - Guitars, Bass, Vocals
Simon Chandler - Guitars, Bass, Vocals
Drums - Cock
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