Album (if you can even call it that) out July 1st!

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I’m sick of seeing your meth ravaged face
Who’s watching your kids you fucking disgrace
You tell yourself this will be the last time
But we both know just what you’ll do for a dime

Get off the meth!
Get off the meth!
Get (off the meth)
Get (off the meth)

You junkie cunt! 

You’re always walkin round looking like shit
You sold your mums rings to pay for that hit
And though the sores on your face make me sick
I’d still pay you 10 bucks to suck on my dick

Get off the meth!
Get off the meth!
Get off the meth!
Get off the meth!

Get (off the meth)
Get (off the meth)
Get (off the meth)
Get (off the meth)

You junkie cunt!

You Junkie Cunt (Get Off The Meth)

Credit:
Written by Lee Ving
Performed by FEAR on The Record (1982)

Lyrics:
My house smells just like a zoo
It's chock full of shit and puke
Cockroaches on the walls
Crabs are crawling on my balls
Oh, but I'm so clean cut
And I just wanna fuck some slut cos'

I love living in the city
I love living in the city

Spent my whole life in the city
Where junk is king and the air smells shitty
People puking everywhere
Piles of blood, and scabs, and hair
Bodies wasting in defeat
People dying on the street
But the suburban scumbags they don't care
They just get fat and dye their hair but

I love living in the city
I love living in the city

I love living in the city
I love living in the city
I love living in the city
I love living in the city

I Love Livin' In The City [FEAR Cover]

Album (if you can even call it that) out July 1st!

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Who needs a warrant when you got a badge or a gun
You look at them the wrong way and they’ll fuckin light you up
Someone called in a suspicious looking man
Of your ethnicity they’re sure you understand

Trigger fingers itching
They’re ready to go
Incase you’re unaware
There’s something you should know

They’ve got that qualified immunity
To kill you with impunity
You never see a copper doing time
Amendments don’t apply tonight
They violate your human rights
Even if you don’t commit a crime

They roam the streets looking for a potential threat
They see a pensioner “let’s go and bust his head”
Shoot first ask questions later seems to be the plan
So if they pull you up you need to understand

They’ve got that qualified immunity
To kill you with impunity
You never see a copper doing time
Amendments don’t apply tonight
They violate your human rights
Even if you don’t commit a crime
They’ve got that qualified immunity
To kill you with impunity
You never see a copper doing time
Amendments don’t apply tonight
They violate your human rights
Even if you don’t commit a crime

It doesn’t matter if you complain they’ll just investigate themselves
The union wouldn’t have it any other way
It doesn’t matter ‘cos they’ll never spend a minute in a cell
They’re free to shoot minorities another day

Because…

They’ve got that qualified immunity
To kill you with impunity
You never see a copper doing time
Amendments don’t apply tonight
They violate your human rights
Even if you don’t commit a crime
They’ve got that qualified immunity
To kill you with impunity
You never see a copper doing time
Amendments don’t apply tonight
They violate your human rights
Even if you don’t commit a crime
They’ve got that qualified immunity
To kill you with impunity
You never see a copper doing time
Amendments don’t apply tonight
They violate your human rights
Even if you don’t commit a crime

Qualified Immunity

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Once every 13 minutes
An American dies from gun violence
But they won't change their laws
'Cos they're a bunch of stupid cunts
You're just a bunch of shitcunts

XXXVMMMMDCCLXXIII

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Ghislaine Maxwell
I hope you rot in hell
But before you go and kill yourself
You’d better fucking tell
All about Prince Andrew
And your other pedo friends
It’s the least that you could do
For all the kids you helped molest

And if you think she’s a victim
Then I think you’re a fuckwit
And if you think she’s a victim
Then I think you’re a cunt
And if you think she’s a victim
Then I think you’re a fuckwit
And if you think she’s a victim
Then I think you’re a cunt

She used to fetch him soup
Then she fetched him kids
Her friends call it manipulation
But I don’t buy that shit

Ghislaine Maxwell
I hope you rot in hell
But before you go and kill yourself
You’d better fucking tell
All about Prince Andrew
And your other pedo friends
It’s the least that you could do
For all the kids you helped molest

Jeffrey Epstein
There’s no conspiracy
The coward killed himself
To dodge accountability
Choking on a bedsheet 
Seemed an easy way to go
His kind don’t do well in prison
Cosby told him so

If You Think Ghislaine Maxwell is a Victim You’d Have to be One of the Dumbest Cunts I’ve Ever Met

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The state of the world it stresses me out
Someone ate a bat, toilet paper has all run out
Quick love, off to Coles, time is wearing thin
There’s only one way out of this mess we’re in

Panic buy! Everything in sight we’re gonna
Panic buy! Anything we like we’re gonna
Panic buy! Everything in sight we’re gonna
Panic buy! Until it all runs out

“Son, I don’t think we’ve ever eaten tinned ravioli before, and I don’t know if we really need 27 cans of it… just get em though… In case they run out!”

Rock up at 4am first in the line
Looks like there’s nothing left, but still it all shall be mine
Mexican stand off for the last loaf bread
The only thing you’ll gets a punch in the head

Because I need
Everything
More than you!

Panic buy! Everything in sight we’re gonna
Panic buy! Anything we like we’re gonna
Panic buy! Everything in sight we’re gonna
Panic buy! Until it all runs out

Panic Buy

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Public Service Announcement

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Who needs a mask when you’ve got free-dumb
Corona cannot kill your free-dumb
Who needs a mask when you’ve got guns
Corona cannot kill your free-dumb and guns

Lack of equality? That shit is over-stated
My family was nice to all the slaves we traded
We need to build that wall to keep us safe from harm
I’d rather seek to emigrate that cease to bare my arms

F is for fuckin
For fightin’
For free-dumb
Three things they’ll never take from me
Opression don’t exist in this great land of ours
It’s just fake news on your TV

Please keep your politics out of all my sports
I like to pick and choose the free-dumbs I supports
Don’t give me BLM, all lives matter to me
Except if you’re not white and rich or if you’re refugees

F is for fuckin
For fightin’
For free-dumb
Three things they’ll never take from me
Oppression don’t exist in this great land of ours
It’s just fake news on your TV

You can’t tell me what to do
The constitution doesn’t let you
I have no need for empathy
Bad things don’t ever happen to me

You think it’s not white privilege
It’s just cos you work hard
Because you like your football
And place your faith in God
You braindead fuckin boomers 
Can’t see what you’ve become
You’re fucking up this world
With your fucked up sense of free-dumb

F is fuckwit
For fucktard
For fasicist
You cunts look thick as fuck to me
You need to make a change what better time than now?
But you are just too dumb to see

Cos you got Free-Dumb Free-Dumb!

Free-Dumb

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Holding council with the king and queen Trying hard to decide the fate of their regime There's only one needed to complete the harmonizin' And that's a man with a voice like a scraping violin Waiting for Mr. Damage  Toothless jaws gumming melancholy stuff A burst of rapid fire Spanish from a window up above Students out to pose in studied disarray Books of Sartre, Marcuse openly displayed Waiting for, Mr. Damage  Mr. Damage, walks through the doors of the sacrificial church Mr. Damage, meets you in the lobby then leaves you in the lurch Mr. Damage, stands at the altar, Sermon of the search All the faithful follow  Resident winos stumbling and lurching Walking cadavers smiling and searching Man in the DT's looking at the feeble glossy portraits of long dead celebrated people Waiting for Mr. Damage  Trying hard just to keep a candle lit A leather flyer leaves the subway anxious to admit That the marvelled one so recently deposed was seen Three days later in a brand new suit of clothes A brand new suit of clothes for a very special day A brand new suit of clothes for a very special day A brand new suit of clothes for a very special day A very special day, a very special day, a very very very special day  Mr Damage holds a curse Mr Damage drives a hearse Don't you know who did it first...Mr Damage  Holding council with the king and queen Trying hard to decide the fate of their regime There's only one needed to complete the harmonizin' And that's a man with a voice like a scraping violin Waiting for Mr. Damage  Mr. Damage, walks through the doors of the sacrificial church Mr. Damage, meets you in the lobby then leaves you in the lurch Mr. Damage, stands at the altar, Sermon of the search All the faithful follow  Holding frozen hands as Mr, Holding frozen hands as Mr, Holding frozen hands as Mr, Damage holds the curse

Mr Damage

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Down in the Vatican
The pastors cracked a fat again
He’s seen an Altar boy
That’s looking like a toy
He wants some of that again

He says son get on your knees
Now listen really closely please
You need to give me a jerk
That’s doing the Lords work
Quit being such a tease

Touched by the hand of God
Touched by the hand of God
Touched by the hand of God
Fucked by a priest

A Priest, A Paedophile And A Rapist Walked Into A Bar. He Ordered A Drink

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Down the local minding my own business
When our eyes meet across the room
Your belt is bright your pants are tight
And your ‘stache is in full bloom
And I’ve lost count of all the years 
That I’ve spent staring at you
But your beady eyes they hypnotize
Yeah whats a boy to do

You know just what I like
You know just what I need

So gimme more! Gimme more!
More chillies
So gimme more! Gimme more!
More chillies
So gimme more! Gimme more!!
More chillies
You know just what I like
You know just what I need
So gimme more!

Paydays only once a week
It’s never quite enough
From Saturday to Thursday
All I do is dream of us
Then every friday night 
I dump my whole pay into you
But your bags of gold they don’t get old
Yeah whats a boy to do?

So gimme more! Gimme more!
More chillies
So gimme more! Gimme more!
More chillies
So gimme more! Gimme more!!
More chillies
You know just what I like
You know just what I need
So gimme more!

More Chillies

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Big Bash! Big Bash!
Somethin’ to watch while I’m getting trashed
Big Bash! Big Bash!
Somethin’ to watch while I’m getting trashed
Big Bash! Big Bash!
Somethin’ to watch while I’m getting trashed
Big Bash! Big Bash!
Somethin’ to watch while I’m getting trashed

My girlfriend asked me when can we hang out?
I told her give it three months the big bash is on now

Big Bash! Big Bash!
Somethin’ to watch while I’m getting trashed
Big Bash! Big Bash!
Somethin’ to watch while I’m getting trashed
Big Bash! Big Bash!
Somethin’ to watch while I’m getting trashed
Big Bash! Big Bash!
Somethin’ to watch while I’m getting trashed

My girlfriend asked me if we could have sex?
I told her make it quick love, Lynny is in next

Big Bash!

Well the crickets pretty shit
T20 is the worst
But now I’ve got the best excuse
To quench my aching thirst

Monday! Big bash beers
Tuesday! Big bash beers
Wednesday! Big bash beers
You boys get the idea!

Big Bash! Big Bash!
Somethin’ to watch while I’m getting trashed
Big Bash! Big Bash!
Somethin’ to watch while I’m getting trashed
Big Bash! Big Bash!
Somethin’ to watch while I’m getting trashed
Big Bash! Big Bash!
Somethin’ to watch while I’m getting trashed

Big Bash!

Described as "...It's like if The Chats took a bunch of meth on Smoko then went back to recording". Now, we don't fuck with no meth, but that is the *exact* vibe we be going for.

Deffrey Jahmer - Lead Vocals / Guitar
Tronald Dump - Bass / Backing Vocals
Lalai Dama - Drums / Percussion

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