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Intro
01:28
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2. |
Generation Lose
01:12
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Somewhere in the line
Something went wrong
Those that raised us
Told us to be strong
Don’t try to talk
The vicious cycle
of drink pain drink
Emotions are wrong
We’re scared of them
Don’t try to talk
There’s no excuse
We’re generation lose
Thriving on misuse
We’re generation booze
For years later
We must face the truth
We’ve lost it all
Money, health our youth
Don’t try to talk
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3. |
Contractor
01:05
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I asked you to do one thing
I didn't ask you to sing
Just help me with my house
I didn't ask you to be a louse
I seem to have two left hands
I'm bad at reading plans
I called you gave you a job
I didn't ask you to be a slob
You postponed and postponed
postponed and postponed
You postponed and postponed
While I lost all my money loaned
You postponed and postponed
You even dared to show up stoned
There was always a hold up
And then you messed it all up
At the end of each day
You left my home in disarray
You're not even out of the door
You ask for money like a whore
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4. |
Nazi Truck
00:32
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Fuck fuck nazi Truck
Fuck fuck nazi Truck
Fuck fuck nazi Truck
Fuck fuck nazi Truck
They rule our little land
With a fascist hand
They want to be rich
While we end in a ditch
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5. |
That Guy
00:38
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Let me tell you a story
About this guy called bowy
For each and every show
He had an excuse like a pro
Bedda Bowy
Tournai
Bruxelles
Boulogne sur mer
Ypres
Bruges
Lille
Anvers
Harelbeke
Titty bar
Et Roulers
He wasn't there
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6. |
Callcenter Meltdown
01:26
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I tried to give a call
Just to fix my problem
But by the 4th menu
I feel the urge to brawl
When I finally reach help
They don’t fucking listen
I need to put you through
Fuck now back in the queue
Hello Hello Call Center Meltdown
Hello Hello I’m having a breakdown
Hello Hello I’m losing it
Hello Hello I’m not a half-wit
Awful unhappy people
Rotting away at their job
For a shitty low wage
Building up my fucking rage
Almost ready to burst
Can’t stand it much longer
My hate is growing stronger
Is this place cursed
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7. |
Fins Up
00:07
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8. |
IG
00:51
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Don’t forget to photoshop
Take away that fat chop, chop
You are almost like a doll
Got to whiten your eyeball
You toy with the crop tool
Know it’s for perverts drool
You look so fakely tanned
You should be permanently banned
Its pure insanity
This widespread vanity
It’s one fucked up scam
This stinking instagram
You look so fantastic
When everything is plastic
Destroy others self-esteem
Try to look like a dream
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9. |
BBB
00:27
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Röt Stewart Kortrijk, Belgium
A rötten stew of long forgotten hopes, dreams and love.
Straight in your ugly git with some fast hot legs thrashy
punk hardcore
Pieter Dewulf: Vocals & Dancing
Yannick Beck: Guitar
Maxime Opsomer: Bass
Clint Merlevede: Drums
... more
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