Exile In Oblivion (20th Anniversary Edition)

Blueprint Of The Fall

Castaway

Castaway (Demo)

Sex and Death

Blood, Sex and Booze

Blood, Sex and Booze (Live at Makuhari Messe, Tokyo, Japan, March 18, 2001)

I CAN'T STAND YOUR FACE
I CAN'T STAND MY FACE WHEN I LOOK IN THE MIRROR
I CAN DREAM SO MUCH I CAN DRINK SO MUCH, YEAH, I JUST HATE YOU
I DRINK A BEER AND EVERY BAD THOUGHT GOES AWAY I'VE DRANK A BARREL RUN AWAY, TO SAVE YOURSELF
THIS IS THE SAME OLD SONG ABOUT PEOPLE WHO GETS DRUNK THEN GOES TO HELL
 SAME OLD SONG, SAME OLD WORDS, BUT WE'RE NOT THE SAME OLD BAND
THIS IS THE SAME OLD SONG, ABOUT BOOZE AND STUPID CRAP WITHOUT A CLUE SAME OLD SONG, SAME OLD WORDS, BUT WE'RE NOT THE SAME OLD BAND
I CAN SIT AT THE BAR
I CAN SIT AT THE BAR THEN SCREAM LIKE A MONKEY I JUST WANNA HAVE SEX 
I JUST WANNA HAVE SEX MY BOTTLE OF NOTHING
I DRINK A BEER AND EVERY BAD THOUGHT GOES AWAY I'VE DRANK A BARREL RUN AWAY, TO SAVE YOURSELF
THIS IS THE SAME OLD SONG ABOUT PEOPLE WHO GETS DRUNK THEN GOES TO HELL
 SAME OLD SONG, SAME OLD WORDS, BUT WE'RE NOT THE SAME OLD BAND
THIS IS THE SAME OLD SONG, ABOUT BOOZE AND STUPID CRAP WITHOUT A CLUE SAME OLD SONG, SAME OLD WORDS, BUT WE'RE NOT THE SAME OLD BAND
I MAY BE A ROCKSTAR
I MAY BE A ROCKSTAR BUT MY LIVER IS YELLING
I MAY BE A PORN-STAR
I MAY BE A PORN-STAR BUT I'M NOTHIN' SPECIAL 
I DRINK A BEER AND INHIBITION FADES AWAY
I'LL DRINK A BARREL ANYWAY!!!
ANYWAY!!!
THIS IS THE SAME OLD SONG ABOUT PEOPLE WHO GETS DRUNK THEN GOES TO HELL
 SAME OLD SONG, SAME OLD WORDS, BUT WE'RE NOT THE SAME OLD BAND
THIS IS THE SAME OLD SONG, ABOUT BOOZE AND STUPID CRAP WITHOUT A CLUE SAME OLD SONG, SAME OLD WORDS, BUT WE'RE NOT THE SAME OLD BAND


Spotify

Not the Same Old Band

LOST IN THE MIDDLE OF A DESPERATE FIGHT 
YOU'RE LOOKING FOR A CHANCE YOU'RE SEARCHING FOR THE LIGHT 
YOU COULDN'T KNOW WHEN HE STARTED THE GAME OF FOOLS 
AGAINST A SCUM LIKE YOU THE DEVIL CANNOT LOSE 
THERE'S NO TIME FOR YOU TO BLAME THERE'S NO TIME TO FEEL THE SHAME THERE'S NO TIME FOR YOU TO HIDE YOU KNEEL AND PRAY UNDER THE GUN 
YOU CANNOT BREATHE, YOU CANNOT REST 
GOT A "ONE WAY TICKET" FOR A DEAD END ROAD BLOOD FEST 
DON'T TRY TO FIGHT, DON'T TRY TO SEE IT THROUGH 
BECAUSE THE SPECIAL GUEST IS ONLY YOU
THERE'S NO TIME FOR YOU TO BLAME THERE'S NO TIME TO FEEL THE SHAME THERE'S NO TIME FOR YOU TO HIDE YOU KNEEL AND PRAY UNDER THE GUN  
NO TIME TO DREAM, NO TIME TO TALK NO TIME TO SCREAM, NO TIME TO WALK THE DEVIL'S COMING AFTER YOU 
NO TIME TO HIDE, NO TIME TO CRY NO TIME TO CHILL, NO TIME. TO DIE YOU'VE LOST YOUR HAND PLAYIN' LIKE A FOOL 
NO TIME TO BREAK FREE FROM YOUR CHAINS YOUR SOUL IS SICK AND YOU CAN'T TAKE THIS BURNING PAIN YOU WASTE AWAY YOUR PATHETIC LIFE THE MAN WITH THE BLACK HAT TAKES YOU UNDER HIS KNIFE
THERE'S NO TIME FOR YOU TO BLAME THERE'S NO TIME TO FEEL THE SHAME THERE'S NO TIME FOR YOU TO HIDE YOU KNEEL AND PRAY UNDER THE GUN 
YOU CANNOT BREATHE, YOU CANNOT REST 
GOT A "ONE WAY TICKET" FOR A DEAD END ROAD BLOOD FEST 
DON'T TRY TO FIGHT, DON'T TRY TO SEE IT THROUGH 
BECAUSE THE SPECIAL GUEST IS ONLY YOU
THERE'S NO TIME FOR YOU TO BLAME THERE'S NO TIME TO FEEL THE SHAME THERE'S NO TIME FOR YOU TO HIDE YOU KNEEL AND PRAY UNDER THE GUN  
NO TIME TO DREAM, NO TIME TO TALK NO TIME TO SCREAM, NO TIME TO WALK THE DEVIL'S COMING AFTER YOU 
NO TIME TO HIDE, NO TIME TO CRY NO TIME TO CHILL, NO TIME. TO DIE YOU'VE LOST YOUR HAND PLAYIN' LIKE A FOOL
FUCKED YOUR LIFE UP'LIVING LIKE A FOOL!!!

No Time

The grayscale autumn city, And all its blurry lights
Distract me from the traffic and the cold wind at night
And when I hang around, sometimes I feel alone
I hear the siren yelling, I feel it in my bones
Just a little moment
Tell me what you see old man..

Hey fortune teller, I’m begging for your prediction
Tell  me the future, sell me an evasion
Fortune teller will you please tell me your lies?
Pump my heart with someone else’s lullaby

It rains over the city, the skyline’s outta sight
I ain’t gonna think about a way to make things right
It rains over my heart, It rains over my mind
And rust is making its way where there’s nothing more to find
Just a little moment
Tell me what you see old man..

Hey fortune teller, I’m begging for your prediction
Tell  me the future, sell me an evasion 
Fortune teller will you please tell me your lies?
Pump my heart with someone else’s lullaby

I’ve got so many thoughts, but so little will
I’ve lost that something, very something that once was loud and clear
And when I hang around, the city  lulls me alone
I hear the siren yelling, it’s time to come back home

Autumn City Lullaby

Punk rock band based in Milan. A raw mix of punk rock refrains, rock’n’roll riffs and hi gain distortion.

Rik - Vocals, guitar
Diego - Lead guitar, backing vox
Fra - Bass, backing vox
Fede - Drums

https://www.instagram.com/thrashoutgrease

Not the Same Old Band

Thrashout Grease