>RITALIN<

One of the greatest punk bands of all time THE SPITS wrote this gem.

>K1LL-THE-KOOL<

>THE-MOMENT<

I have standards of conduct, I'm fancy.  Etiquette dictates I act a part; From table manners down to ball room dancing.  And most important: One Must Never Fart.  Oh, I don't fart.  I'm proper and I always look quite dashing.  I know a hundred different types of wine, how to hold your cigarette while ashing.  At Cricket and Lacrosse I do just fine.  WELL I'M NEVER OUT OF STYLE, I'M NEVER IN BAD TASTE. I LAUGH AND TALK AND SMILE AND LEAVE FOOD ON ALL MY PLATES.  AND THEN AFTER A WHILE DISAPPEAR WITHOUT A TRACE--I'VE SNUCK OFF TO THE BATHROOM TO SQUAT THERE IN DISGRACE i don't fart. No i don't fart. i don't fart. No, i don't fart. Except for wheenn.....except for when i look exactly like the people that i scorn.  Except for, for when i remind myself of the day i was born.  I don't fart except for when i have, i don't fart except for when I have DIARRHEA YEAH DIARRHEA MAN I don't fart excpet for to remind myself of the day i was born.  I don't fart.

I Don't Fart

CHicka Chik
I DON'T FEEL LIKE GOING OUTSIDE, I JUST WANNA STAY WHERE I CAN BE ALONE.  LOOK AT THE DEMONS RUNNING AROUND, THEY HAVE MY FACE AND THEY HAVE MY FROWN oh do you look exactly like my freeeeeeennnzz DO YOU LOOK EXACTLY LIKE MY FAMILY? I WANT TO SEE THE PEOPLE THAT I WANT TO SEE i've been listening to demons on an ancient realm (OLDE FORMAT) and I don't want to know what the hell Ive found THEY'RE INSIDE ME~right now I knew that you were somewhere out with your friends taking stims of Zistec, forget to solve 'em, like ELECTRIC stims of Zistec, forget to solve em, Electric, problem of talk, problem of talk. . . . oh well, uh, Hey Now, look out for the coming time.

ZMBZ

tell me what you wanna hear, if it aint clear at first, well give it time. I move too fast to even try at everything, just pushed another dull year from my mind.  "I, well i'm sorry, but i just don't think you got it man." You got hit, and you gotta know down deep inside i hear it in all human beings.  Sometimes i hope my life already ended, and i'm living in my memories.---Well if the pain is temporary, well then theres really Hope.  And if you kiss that inner knowledge you can use it like Paint.  Oh you can use that word to see people. And no one has to know, its perfectly cool.  Ask and i'll tell you I don't like this persons personality. --  I know, then go first, you want it.  I aint moving at all in that regard yeah.  Tight-fisted as all hell, i can tell.  I start to play what I want and then I can sell myself for something this time, baby, yeah.  We've got T-shirts, tapes, records, sweatshirts, and little pins for sale that say S1UGS DRUGS.

Personality Disorder

Clap Fokka

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME (CELEBRATE)

Maggie

SLUGS ROOFS

Im Poor

You say its Groovy
But is it Graveyard Groovy?
Do it got that bone drum beat
that beat that makes you want to shuffle your feet

Like a Zombie
Do the Zombie

I know that you want to
Don't it feel so good
Get Graveyard Groovy
And act like a Gaunt
Stoked on the music in the places you haunt

I been a ghoul since I was in school
Shambling around and being cool
I been a ghoul way longer than you
Rambling around like a god damn fool

So do the Zombie
Zombie

Graveyard Groovy

You gotta let it go

I was walking around with  my depression like a couple of idiots. 
Oh why did this happen to me
I'm a real nice guy oh blah blah blah
suck it bondage, suck it baggage,
you gotta let it go

gotta let it go

side BLOOD

all i need is music
you gotta let it go
hold me close
my privilge
im not the man 4 u
purge
blood god
get me on the radio

SLUGS BONES

S1UGS: BLOOD

BLOOD

SLUGS BLOOD

SLUGS: BONES

BONES

SLUGS VOLUME 2

Go to the beach

MORE VOLUME side A

MORE VOLUME side B

oh you feel that they've found you
wanting in some way
you could heal from the wounds
but there's no face-to-face
i don't see
how i'm bound to seek you all out to say
"I deserve to be abused, and I'll just fade away"

Garbage Man, I'm a Garbage Man

We tried
to say goodbye
but we both got sucked in
you said
you're sorry
but took it back again
we talk
we try to work it out
but you can't tell your friends
you tell me you love me
but you can't shake my hand

garbage man, guess I'm garbage man

I stand on pyramids and see the dead walk by
the cruel, the kind, the desperate
their lives important in their moment on this plane
but gone & never heard from again

with the sun on my face through the window
hear the bells and the calls of the garbage men
as they go
from house to house
for a couple of pesos and their soul
what worlds am I in 
and are there more
and can I go

Garbage, man,
we're all garbage
man

(g-g-g-g-garbage)
(T-t-t-t-t-Trash)

SLUGS

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