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Beers, Steers + Queers (1990)
1990
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(Let's Get) Physical (Olivia Newton-John cover)
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Minds are empty, heads are hollow
You might find out the truth is hard to swallow
There's a place down there where heads are square
Laws are tough, you are bare
There is a law and there is a lawman
Who is the right and who is the wrong man?

It doesn't take much to kill that guy
Don't get in my face and ask me why
Texas is the place, hang 'em high

Beers, steers and queers
Beers, steers and queers

Texas is full of women and willies
Eyes too close, filthy hillbillies
Who are these people, raised in barns
Ghouls and fools, sex on farms
Texas hoedown, this is the lowdown
You're full of shit, destined to go down

Let's go down, herd 'em up
If you agree, then let's word 'em up
And if you don't, then shut the fuck up

Beers, steers and queers
Beers, steers and queers

I've spent my life, go kicking shit
Not gonna give up, ain't about to quit
Life is a bucket of gettin' rough, feeding stock
Get in my way? I'll knock you off

Beers, steers and queers
Beers, steers and queers
Beers, steers and queers
Beers, steers and queers

I'm a crazy mother in a drunken state
A redneck asswipe, who thinks he's great
So full of shit, diarrhea for fingers
Everywhere I go, personality lingers

Say you don't like my dialect
I don't give a damn, so fuck your respect
If you're looking for a reason, don't look any further
'Cause I'll give it to you baby, just like your father

Take what you get if it does the job
Texas has religion, Revolting Cocks

Beers, steers, and queers
Beers, steers, and queers

This is outta the house
And outta the house music
I am the creator

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No pain baby no gain
No pain no gain

Physical

I want something that is soft and sweet
And I can see it, that lady´s the treat
I´m gonna kill her if she turns me down
You know, I mean it man
You know, I mean it man

Gonna work it up and down across the floor
Until I know that you're begging for more
Don't try and stop me, don't say no
I said, "Now listen, come on let´s go"

I think you know how far I´ll go
Hahahaha
PHYSICAL
I´m getting closer
PHYSICAL
All I want is body-talk
BODY-TALK
Always in the mood for...
BODY-Talk talk talk talk...

Physical

I got a way with [take-up] lines
Don´t give a damn, I´ll make you mine
You turned me down the last time
You know, I mean it man
You know, I mean it man

Don't think you're teasing, it's not the reason
It's [?] motel
A fly on the wall would be disgusted by us
Welcome to my mattress, my yellow-stained fortress

I think you know how far I´ll go!
Hahahaha
PHYSICAL
I´m getting closer
PHYSICAL
All I want is body-talk
BODY-TALK
Always in the mood for...
BODY
Talk PHYSICAL
Talk PHYSICAL
Talk PHYSICAL
Talk PHYSICAL
Talk...

Physical

Just pull your pants down, come with me now... Ooooh BABY

Ahahaha
Hahahahah
Ahahahah

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I´m a killing machine

This is the certainty of sacrifice, with the almond tree of rage
I´m made for murder, designed for dreams, fueled for fighting
A killing machine
I'm a killing machine

This is a travesty of termination, the strategies upset
I´m made for a murder, suffocate breath, of your confession
A killing machine

I´m a killing machine

I´d rather sink away
Should be more careful, you're gonna hurt yourself
You hurt me
You should be more careful, you´re gonna hurt yourself
Like you hurt me
In the neck, in the neck
Yeah, in the neck

I´m a killing machine

An angel singing away
Should be more careful, you're gonna hurt yourself
Like you hurt me
You should be more careful, you're gonna hurt yourself
You´re gonna hurt yourself
In the neck, in the neck, in the neck
You're...

I´m a killing machine

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?? x2

Haunted Head
Fucked up
Are you in denial again
Haunted Head
Fucked up
Are you in denial again

Conclusions are streaming
And taking me round
I wonder if I am walking around
I sleep in the morning
I get up and spin
I walk in ?
?

Haunted Head
Fucked up
Are you in denial again
Haunted again
Denies

Spastic convulsions
Tripping on anything
Spastic convulsions
Tripping on anything

Again it ??
I'm floating again
I see it sleeping and rotting away
I don't know my name
I don't know where I came
Put aside
Thrown aside
I see it spell
Haunted Haunted

We just wanted to get down
To get down

Haunted, I'm dead
I'm tripping
And I hate life again
Haunted again
And back is straight is straight is straight so vibrate

Fucked up I’m tripping again
Haunted I’m inbred
With a substance that kills
And more and more goes round
And your ?
Haunted haunted
And your in my ?
Haunted haunted
No turning now
Haunted

Haunted haunted haunted we trip
Wanting and wanting and wallowing in it all
Haunted Haunted
I know your insanity on your knees please
Please get on your knees and give me head

We just wanted to get down
To get down
Get down
I said get down
Now get down
Get down

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Get around get around I get around

Stainless Steel Provider

Stainless steel providers,
Make it obvious
We like driving the point home,
A hundred thousand vagabond insects
All making a meal out of stainless steel
You should kick away the watchword
And throw caution to the wind
Remember what it's like
When we are
Screaming dreaming
STAINLESS STEEL

Stainless steel providers

Get around get around I get around
When it's time to go, I´m the first to know
A parasitic nation
Is it good enough for me?
I'll make you a mantra
From monkeys and carbombs
Beneath

Quick locate and detonate your public enemy
Stainless steel, believe it's real,
It's all you mean to me
What's that sound, what's that sound
It bleeds efficiency
The way I feel on stainless steel,
And all it does to me

Stainless steel providers

Another tire
Let it catch on fire
A metal motor mantra
Makes you waste the time of day
You´ll sit on a timebomb, forever and ever
Now breathe breathe breathe breathe BREATHE!

Quick locate and detonate your public enemy
Stainless steel, believe it's real,
It's all you mean to me
What's that sound, what's that sound
It bleeds efficiency
The way I feel on stainless steel,
And all it means to me

Stainless steel providers...

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Temper frayed and sanctified,
Delivered up in flames,
No eyes, no grace, no motion,
No mention of the game.

The sweetest flower in the valley,
The sickest joke in the book,
Why don't you keep your eyes tightly shut,
'Cos you don't want to look.

If you can't sit still,
You can't by a thrill

I don't know whether to leave you,
Or push you over the edge,
But still the pleasure is always mine,
No matter what I've said.

If you can't sit still,
You can't by a thrill

. . .


I'm crawling in my head with the walking dead
I've got a cold sweat on my skin
I'm fighting back the demons in a waking dream
Where my weakness will become a sin

I'm holding onto terror, it's my guiding light
It's gonna pull me out of my mind
A never-ending telepathic testimony
To the fear that I feel inside

Hell is not a place, it's a game you play
And suffer every move you make
Posession is the prize in the enemy eyes
You pay for every chance you take

A soul is not a soul until it lives in a hole
With a hacked up life and limb
The pain that you find can make you feel so fine
The alienation's dead

At the back of your mind
Go to the other side
Hello is anyone home?
But you've been left alone.

Maybe I'll submit to my own desire
Will the agony be too extreme?
Something deep inside pulled my legs wide open
And the whisper turned into a scream

Took my by surprise when I heard my cries
Because I didn´t recognize my voice
A schizophrenic call or a voodoo doll
Too terrified to make that choice

I´ve been stabbed in the back
By a maniac
And I thought it was me
But I didn´t have the guts to believe
Beyond good and evil lie the future ghosts
That surround us like a ring of flames
Summoned here by innocents and fools alike
For the pleasure of the game
I wish to hell I was a stronger man
And I could heal just as quick as scar
But I´m weak, when I´m in this deep,
It´s not a game anymore, it´s gone too FAR!

I´ve been stabbed in the back
By a maniac
And I thought it was me
But I didn´t have the guts to believe

. . .


Ahhhhhh
Agony

Pain is my name
Dancing on the edge of a nervous break-down
Dancing on the edge of a razor blade

Desperately seeking for relief

I just let go, all that holds me back
I´m in free fall, and nothing holds me back

The automatic pilot has no grief
Desperately seeking for relief
Even when it's all over we still believe

I just let go, all that holds me back
I´m in free fall, and nothing holds me back

I just let go, all that holds me back
I´m in free fall, and nothing holds me back

Desperately seeking for relief
Even when it´s all over we still believe

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Talk...

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