A Dictator Pickles Playlist, I don't support Emily Youcis. I also don't support Nazis.

🪓 Dictator Pickles🩸 (Alfred Alfer)

spy? - whokilledxix

A Dark Cabaret 2

Rivolta Silenziosa

Hand Me My Shovel, I’m Going In! - Will Wood and The Tapeworms slowed

ALL CREDITS GO TO JACK STAUBER, I ONLY SPED UP THE SONG

mirror man // jack stauber // sped up

CHECK MY ORIGINAL SONGS ON MY PROFILE PLS!

DIVINE CEO

Trust Me, I’m Lying

TOM JEvNS - Emily Youcis

The Heart Goes to Heaven, The Head Goes to Hell

Twist the Knife

Your Parents Are Sellouts

Guys Are Gross

Karmakaze

A chiptune cover of Cotard's Solution (Anatta, Dukkha, Annica) by Will Wood and the Tapeworms

Cotard's Solution (Anatta, Dukkha, Anicca) - Will Wood and the Tapeworms - Chiptune Cover

Lyrics for Thermodynamic Lawyer, Esq. G.F.D. by Will Wood and the Tapeworms from Everything is a Lot omitted by request of attorney.

Thermodynamic Lawyer Esq, G.F.D.

From "Everything is a Lot" by Will Wood and the Tapeworms.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hl5XUM_qoN4

Six-up, five-oh, pigs come, I cop n’ go. 
The blotter shows they got me on the rocks like Galapagos. 
Good luck finding critters creepy as me. They shoulda fried me, I’ll give ya PTSD 
Vodka shots droppin’ down the throat they been stompin’ on. 
Cockin’ guns, lockin’ up, the quotas all for shock n’ awe. 
Drivin’s tirin’, and I been hot-wirin’ to make my get away from the jailbreak riot and 
Cellmates scrapin’ upon the bricks in the basement, 
tryin’ to escape this probation generation- too late! 
Crazy fuckers’ gotta do the time. 
Committed to the mental ward, committing all the crimes. 
I’m alive and kickin’ till the split ends fray. 
Maybe plead insane, guilty, but I’m not to blame! 
I’m a slave to the main vein, sprayin’ on the mainframe. 
Suffering the infrastructure, hoping I can maintain! 
Oh how I know how I go how I go. Ask me a question the answer I know. 
Yes or no options don’t weigh out and so; I don’t ever see the cons and the pros. 

You bare a striking resemblance. 
Some kind of semblance of somethin’ I been rememberin’. 
You appear familiar dear. You look just like my bathroom mirror. 
Please policeman- no heel-to-toe. Oh please, let me go! 
Please police- is it a test? I won’t know till I’m under arrest. 

The drunk-tank’s blood red. Junkie’s gonna relapse. 
Some think punk’s dead, me I don’t believe that. 
Rock n’ roll gatherin’ the moss till I be that lichen-coated boulder, make you slip, 
Bust your kneecap! 
Open on the amazon, hide the cure for cancer. 
I’m Lance Armstrong, you’re the necromancer. 
Slash n’ burn, crash into the 42nd answer, 
all my fellow skeletons adore the army ants here. 
Flies on my eyeballs, scabs on my elbows. 
Heaven knows God’s sittin’ up there like “Hell no!” 
Only one thing comes to those who wait. Is it too late to embrace your fate? 
My death come swiftly and gently to you. 
Mayhem, cry mayday, and oncoming doom. 
Save your convictions, they never will do. What you say’s at least 1/6 billionth true. 

You bare a striking resemblance. 
Some kind of semblance of somethin’ I been rememberin’. 
You appear familiar dear. You look just like my bathroom mirror. 
Please policeman- no heel-to-toe. Oh please, let me go! 
Please police- is it a test? I won’t know till I’m under arrest. 

Am I being detained? Am I under arrest? 
Read me my rights please. I want my phone call. 
Please policeman- no heel-to-toe. Oh please, let me go! 
Please police- is it a test? I won’t know till I’m under arrest.

Rivolta Silenziosa

HUMANWINE

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