Slugs Revenge - Prison Song @shagadelic215

shagadelic215 2017-01-04 | wetheheathens.bandcamp.com/album/the-blood-behind-the-dam

Lyrics:

I've been drinking all day, hope that I can get drunker tonight, drunker tonight drunker tonight, when I hear that basement callin, load our backpacks ride out on our bikes, for us there is no other place that we'd rather go, no other place that we'd rather go. When I hear that music callin, pedal onward faster to the show

If you've got nothing to drink just show up we'll catch u a buzz, don't fear sobriety because,
It's ten more drinks before any us fall, there's beer in the carpet and blood on the walls, punks in the basement and sweat in the pit, this fucked drunk life we don't ever wanna quit.
It's five more lines before any us sleep, we're pulling off the bottle to that dirty d-beat, we all love each other but we fuckin hate you, its killing us slowly but it's what we choose.

It's been a sleazy ass day and we're all gettin wasted tonight, wasted tonight wasted tonight
We've got the Warren rompin, party til you puke and lose your sight
It all goes down in a place that is under the snow, under the snow under the snow
Until the sun is callin, never let it end, hail Warren shows!

We The Heathens - Empty Your Pockets

shagadelic215 2017-01-04 | wetheheathens.bandcamp.com/album/we-the-heathens

Lyrics:

One more word and that will be enough
One wrong move and you'll be in cuffs
You will cry and you will plea
You must learn to not test me
Never ever speak your mind
Swallow down my endless lies
Court order this and court order that
You are poor and now entrapped
I'll decide whatever's your crime
Watch your dollars turn to dimes

You'll empty your pockets, empty them for me
For my masters overflows with greed
Empty your pockets, empty them for me
For now it is your turn to be unseen

My injustice can't be seen
Forever justified my schemes
Sovereign truth are my words
You've a voice that can't be heard
Stalk you in the dead of night
Strip you of your civil rights
Hidden behind a shield of gold
Our wretched tales ever untold
The weight of the gavel has taken its toll
Unwillingly falling into their hold

You'll empty your pockets, empty them for me
For my masters overflows with greed
Empty your pockets, turn them inside out
Hand over all you can't live without

Empty your pockets, to these times pay heed
Believe your masters are not whom they seem

We The Heathens - Crooked Kings

shagadelic215 2017-01-04 | wetheheathens.bandcamp.com/album/the-blood-behind-the-dam

Lyrics:
Tearing down the forest of concrete and steel
Bring you back to the world of turmoil instilled
By the greed and the fucking politicians that you hate
With shit in their mouths and masks on their face
Blind, we're folding way to early in this game
While their bluffs are much more obvious
Than where they point the blame
It's sick, yet we stay content in the dark
While they feed it to our minds
And control our very hearts

Eating up the lies
Ingesting every brainwashing disguise
They're getting away with it
We've already quit and it's right beneath our eyes
I can't believe
What you'll believe if its on your TV screen
Leashed up, broke dog
Obedient and Silent
It's time to get violent
It's time to break the silence

Corruption falls like acid rain
Their thought control and propaganda
Tighten the leash around the vein
Take the knife out of your back
And slit the throat of crooked kings
Their reign is going to end
Some day they'll fall like flies (going to end)
Some day they'll fall like flies

So you gotta quibble with the thought of a new world order
Totalitarian vomit on your shoulders
The quill and ink are black as blood
The white collar kings controlling every single drop
Surveying every move
And veiling all the news
Parading every fascist ruse
Lifeless they live in infamy
WE ALL KNOW THE REAL ENEMY

We The Heathens - Failure To All Justice To None

shagadelic215 2017-01-04 | wetheheathens.bandcamp.com/album/regicide

Lyrics:

Ashes will forever fall from the sky
The bodies the rubble in wire entwined
The towers have toppled, the forests have burned
A life has forsaken, no earthly concern
Al that once was was gone in a flash
Hatred, torture, violence, all in the past
Nothingness in the end.

We all foresaw the day
Yet they fueled the flames
Our bones now rest beneath eternal grey
Ages of murder done
Wars neither lost or won
Failure to all, justice to none.

Filth in our veins, no hope to feel
Peace was a dream for the crooked to steal
No say to give, no choice to make
Our lives in our homes, nothing but theirs to take
But if this end was the only release
From the blood drawn borders
Corruption and plague in the streets
Then in death I lay content

We all foresaw the day
Yet they fueled the flames
Our bones now rest beneath eternal grey
Ages of murder done
Wars neither lost or won
Failure to all, justice to none.

DJ Magnet- Enter Mr Sandman

shagadelic215 2014-03-21 | djmagnet.blogspot.com/‎

www.youtube.com/user/djmagnet‎

I Self Devine - Overthrow

shagadelic215 2014-03-20 | from "Self Destruction"

Chatterbox and the Latter Day Satanists- Cellar World

shagadelic215 2014-01-23 | Talk Is Cheap, Guns Are Expensive
http://chatterboxandthelatterdaysatanists.bandcamp.com

Lyrics:

I don't wanna sing about being fucking broke,
I'd like to ask more questions besides, "Do you got a smoke?"
And I think there's something better that I have to say,
But i just can't seem to put my finger on it anyway,
This job I work is draining the life right out of me,
And I feel as though I'm getting farther from truly being free,
They say you gotta play the game, if you're ever gonna break out,
But I slave away all day and I'm still in economic drought.

But I don't care about petty things, materialism is a drag,
But it seems to me this world came attached to a price tag,
Get a life so you can pay your bills and pay your rent,
You'll be appalled to find the truth in how your tax dollars are spent.

I'm too fucking tired, to have any sort of life,
And I'm starting to fear that we've already lost the fucking fight,
But I swear to a god I don't believe in, I haven't given up,
I'm not ready to dig a hole and abandon all my fucks,
But when I think about my lack of faith, it's not entirely true,
Cause I happen to believe in a god thats inside of all of you,
And I'd like to think there might even be a little bit in me,
But only time will tell maybe one day we will see.

This wasteland is too beautiful, there should be much more hope,
Good folks shouldn't have to cope by shooting up with fucking dope,
And I don't know if God exists beyond you and I,
But he's probably hanging out with Satan,
Laughing at us in the sky.

And if that bastard ever intended for us to be free,
Then why'd he create the IRS, FBI, and PIC,
Well fuck it all, does anything matter anyway?
But if were gonna change anything, we should probably start today.

We have no rights, there is no future, but we've gotta take it back,
The gang that controls all our lives, deserves to be attacked,
But I know the chance of any of us being able to make bail,
And revolution will be accompanied by most of us in jail.

And I know I don't have the bail,
And i don't wanna rot in jail,
But I'm sick of things being this way,
This world feels like more of a cell everyday.
credits

released 04 November 2013

Micah Butler - Guitar/Vox
Aidan Allen - Bass
Richard Thomas - Drums
Ian Morrissey - Saxophone
Nick Carter - Violin
Bobby Davis - Banjo
Allen Cooke - Dobro

Recorded by Duncan Honeycutt
Mixed by Nick Carter and Duncan Honeycutt
Mastered by Jorma Kucsmas
Album art by Darby Lee Jones

J57- Been A Long Time Feat. ATR (Produced by Exile)

shagadelic215 2014-01-15 | http://www.audiomack.com/song/j57/been-a-long-time-feat-atr-prod-by-exile

Days n Daze - Hidden At Home

shagadelic215 2014-01-14 | from the Days N' Daze//Arroyo Deathmatch Split

daysndaze.bandcamp.com/album/days-n-daze-arroyo-deathmatch-split

lyrics:

little boy so scared and selfish
blocking off our every exit
cowering inside these white white walls
formed into the ground he's kneeling
scratching out his every feeling
screaming prayers out to every god

CHORUS
But the gods they never answer him
cause non of them exist
their stories paid in blood
rewritten and retold
there's no one there to help you
when your suffering and broken
you better learn to fucking cope
all on your own

His lovers throat it moves inside
it moves inside his sleep
and so he sleeps to find
the sweetness when she speaks in lullabies

He comes back to the world he finds
his lovers frigid throat is silent
and he makes noises he can't recognize

CHORUS

The boy now man has pieces left to find
and once he does he swears to bind them back
as they once were so pure
he slays the wants of habits born
emerges from behind locked doors
with no mind for letting go

whoah

this is not what I was looking for
a tragedy of some sort

ENDER:
A wind a wanders lonely
and chills a poor man's spine
i mourn sleeping body of that love
so fair of mine
she sang so sweet a fable
of together growing old
now I weep into the satin
where my sweethearts sleeping cold
we left one hundred cities
I left one hundred blind
but now I see so clearly
that love so fair mine
though smoke and wine do comfort
my weary yawning soul
the sun does never warm me
when my sweethearts sleeping cold

Days N Daze - Gnargle

shagadelic215 2014-01-14 | From the Days N' Daze//Arroyo Deathmatch Split

http://daysndaze.bandcamp.com/album/days-n-daze-arroyo-deathmatch-split

Lyrics:

We wear our rags we wear our ties
and once were dead were all the same
we drive our cars we ride our bikes
and once were dead were all the same
we build our towers we build our forts
and once were dead were all the same
nobodys different we all rot the same

Help me father i'm a sinner I just cannot cope
put that bullet in my skull and dress my neck with rope
bring these towers crashing I can't take this anymore
drown me in the flood waters I'll cower at your door

With every sip and every sup
i'm breaking down i'm giving up
like knives under my nails
along with pliers tearing teeth from rotting gums
i'm backed into the corner so familiar so secure
we hate the differences to bite the fucking hook

(Chorus)
Lye me down in satin croon that lullabye
that eases the tremors and lust to ache
the cost will kill the stumbled sobbing swaine

When the frame work collapses
theres no reason left to fight
its hard enough to surrvive
without senseless violence
are chances are greater of living
so open your eyes

GOD - Blistered Mind

shagadelic215 2014-01-14 | Self Titled

GOD- Heading for the Id

shagadelic215 2014-01-14 | Self Titled

GOD - Gunk

shagadelic215 2014-01-14 | Self titled

Blind Man Deaf Boy- Space Rastas Gone Rotten

shagadelic215 2014-01-14 | Ep
http://blindmandeafboy.bandcamp.com

Blind Man Deaf Boy- Whiplash

shagadelic215 2014-01-14 | http://blindmandeafboy.bandcamp.com
Ep

Chatterbox and the Latter Day Satanists- Been Runnin

shagadelic215 2014-01-14 | http://chatterboxandthelatterdaysatanists.bandcamp.com/album/talk-is-cheap-guns-are-expensive
Talk Is Cheap, Guns Are Expensive

lyrics:

I've been runnin', I've been runnin' down that line,
Been runnin' down that line for quite some time,
And I've been living, I've been living this life,
Been living this life for quite some time,
And I've been dying, I've been dying all my life
I'm slowly fucking dying all the time,
And I've been runnin', I've been runnin' with a knife,
Ive been runnin' for my life,
And they are close behind.

And they've been diggin', they've been diggin' my grave,
And I'm not the kind of person to be saved,
I see hatred, I see hatred in their eyes,
In they're goddamn deceitful lying eyes,
And I hear fear, I hear fear in their words,
And they're still taking more than they deserve,
There's frozen ice, there's frozen ice on their hearts,
and they're trying to tear us apart,
We've been doomed from the start.

I'm not askin' much, I'm not askin' much of the man,
Just to grow some food on a piece of land,
And don't bother me, don't bother me with your rules,
I don't wanna be a part of your gang of rotten fools,
And I've been dying, I've been dying all my life
I'm slowly fucking dying all the time,
And I've been runnin', I've been runnin' with a knife,
Ive been runnin' for my life,
And they are close behind.

Casper Allen- Sunglassd

shagadelic215 2014-01-14 | Damn Sun LP
http://casperallen.bandcamp.com/album/damn-sun-lp

Lyrics:

I'm all packed up, sunglass'd and ready
give me the sign I'll shut the door on your Chevrolet
I've said goodbye to my muses and mentors and left more
tips than I ever did when I was doin' okay
and my lungs are demandin' I breathe
but I only remember between cigarettes and the whiskey I eat
that's why I can't stay but I hope it's okay
that I kiss you again on the lips to help heal yer teeth

And I see the way you wanna cry
but keep that feelin' between yer thighs
I hate to say hello sometimes
but I always hate goodbye

Well you've barely seen me since
the last time that we copped out quick and quiet
thanks for the cash and I know I still owe you
I'm sorry but I know you don't buy it
I brought you yer stuff and I know I'm fucked up
but I love you I just need to get hurt
I don't know what happy's like
cause everytime I'm happy
I just don't know how to feel good

And I see the way you wanna cry
but keep all that wine right behind yer eyes
oh I hate to say hello sometimes
but I always hate goodbyes...

Casper Allen- Bullet in My .45

shagadelic215 2014-01-14 | Damn Sun LP

lyrics:

I've got a wallet in my pocket
yer picture in this locket
and a bullet in my .45

I've got a love in my bones
I've got a hatred in my soul
and a bullet right inside a my .45

So I'm runnin' through this forest
revolver in my pocket
a memory so morbid
yer picture in this locket

I've got a wallet in my pocket
yer picture in this locket
and a bullet right inside a my .45

I've got a cancer in my stomach
a cousin out in Lubbock
and a bullet in my .45

So I'm runnin' through this forest
revolver in my pocket
a memory so morbid
yer picture inside of this locket

And I stop
I fall to my knees
I pray
God, I'm beggin' you please
I can't speak
and I can't breathe
I can't love you
but I can't leave

So I'm runnin' through this forest
revolver in my pocket
a memory so morbid
and your picture inside of this locket

I've got a wallet in my pocket
yer picture inside of this locket
and a bullet
right inside of my
.45

http://casperallen.bandcamp.com/album/damn-sun-lp

Lloyd Banks- Deep Cover Shit ft Tony Yayo and Young Buck

shagadelic215 2014-01-09 | good remix, verses from hate it or love remix

St. Raw- Still Freestyle