Tracks

01. The Fist Of The Leng Tch'e
02. Don't Touch My Spandex
03. Overkill Bill
04. Another Hit Single
05. Bobby-Joe's Slumber Party
06. Remote Controlled
07. Glamourgirl Concubine
08. Ingest: Dissent / Medley
09. Schematic
10. Man's Inhumanity To Man
11. Motorgrinding
12. Fat Camp
13. Icon Resizer
14. Derisive Conscience
15. Patriotic Pleasure
16. The Plastic Motive
17. Testosterone Collar
18. Scene Scenery
19. Clarity Denied
20. Mediocrity Contest
21. P.I.M.P.
22. Reality? TV
23. Alliance Of Blockheads
24. Terminal Excess Patient



01. The Fist Of The Leng Tch'e

This is the fucking fist
This is our outlet of anger, our escape from the routine
This is our reason to breathe
The embodiment of a dream
Revolt on all your senses
Exclude all which makes numb
The revolution of music dressed in a grindcore coat
Let go of all the masses
The stress of mass consumption
The personal revolution, we're all here for the same cause
Subculture of a defunct world
Alternative to the routine imposed
This is the fucking fist
This is our outlet of anger, our escape from the routine
This is our reason to breathe
The embodiment of a dream
Revolt on all your senses
Exclude all which makes dumb
The revolution of music dressed in a personal coat
Let go of all the masses
The stress of mass consumption
The musical revolution, we're all here for the same cause


02. Don't Touch My Spandex

When I go out on a Saturday night
I always wear my spandex, it's such a delight
To match with my headband, don't mess with my spikes
My nice leather pants, sure I got sweaty balls
Nice old patches on my jacket
All-over shirt stuck in my trousers
Come on watch me being metal
More metal than you'll ever be
Army boots in, checkin' my spandex
Leaving you guessing, what is in there
Nice shiny balls, with an Accept tattoo
Udod Dirkschneider eat your heart out


03. Overkill Bill

Is this what it has come to?
Is this what you call a scene?
Every week the rehashed shit
Every week beating around the bush
This is the overkill - this bill repeated to death
They are the modern rockstars
The flaccid pornstars
Are you fucking bored yet??
Nothing else to do?
Is it for the 'fame'?
Is it for the 'money'?
Is it for the lack of wit?
Are we bored yet?
Every week the rehashed shit
Every week beating around the bush
This is the overkill - this bill repeated to death
Audience indifferent, play for 20 or less, what a fest
Why aren't we bored yet?


04. Another Hit Single

Here we go, yeah, another day at my fucking job
Another eight hours of listening to the radio
I'm going mental of hearing the same, over and over and over and again
The same shit all day long, they even redo old songs
Just another farce in the demoralization of man
Just wait till the new hit comes and strikes you with boredom till kingdom come
I'm going mental of hearing the same, over and over and over and again
The same shit all day long, they even redo old songs
Play something else, before I lose my sense


05. Bobby-Joe's Slumber Party

Come on step right into the barn
Some sheep fucking won't do no harm
I'm Bobby-Joe and I'm a redneck
So bring out da hoods and burn the cross
If there was a tard gene I was blessed with it for sure
Prejudice and bigamy, the farm is on a roll
I'mma get medieval on yo ass
With a pair of playas and an ax
Marching streets and chanting hymns
I'm a real threat to mankind


06. Remote Controlled

Independence is at an all time low
Personal development thrown out the door
Is it for the cashflow?
Or does one simply not give a fuck anymore?
Robotized by a charted life
We are all remote controlled
For economic growth
Prostitutes - of the mighty dollar
Ill consumed - spirit doesn't matter
Prostitutes - living on a collar
Brain refused - for the mighty dollar
Can't anyone see, what's going on?
Why don't you step out of it and smash the current times?
A life or a currency?
Independency to be revised?
Independence is at an all time low
Personal development thrown out the door
Is it for the cashflow?
Or does one simply not give a fuck anymore?
Can't anyone see, what's going on?


07. Glamourgirl Concubine

Nothing else to do, guess I'll spend another fortune
4000 dollars on a suit, well spent for a one time fling
Walking down the street like you're strutting on a stage
Yeah! I'm so suffering from attention whore cliche
Can't handle the stress, what if I don't make the press?
It's a gathering of assholes, only there to show they're present so they can say "Have you seen me?"
I'm so spoiled, that what I achieved
The paparazzi make my day let me dress up for the parade
Number one attention fucking whore


08. Ingest: Dissent / Medley

Social utopia differentiates from own values in life
Does one have the right to differ from what the mass imposes?
Barriers and rules imposed by other is not my way to go
I dissent all the sheep, ingest to create my own morals
Choices imposed...
Do we still have the right to choose for your own sexuality, way of life?
Or are we consciously policied by our friends, and our government?
Who sets the rules, the codes on how to dress and act?
On who to love or to hate, how can you make a standard of that?
I for one take my right to disagree and break global pact
Bend the rules and dissent to bigotry, ingest a higher truth...
How can you... pick on someone, make his life hell
For the personal choices that he has made
People differ in opinion and taste
There is no preset on how life should be lived
Bend the rules and dissent to bigotry, ingest a higher truth...


09. Schematic

9 to 5, empty shells do their part for society
Numb yourself, get it on day in day out
Braincells degrade for the sake of a paycheck
IQ selectively reduced for a schematic... life
Ambition left the heart of men
For a bunch of zeros you sell yourself
One day you will take the gun
Shoot it all against the wall
Do your time... schematic... life


10. Man's Inhumanity To Man

I drive around in my stolen car
Public places are my goal
Aiming for a massive body count
Hail to Allah, my personal whore
Packed with dynamite, I will destroy
In the name of the good Lord
Blown to pieces, scattered around
Innocent lives I will abort
I shoot people in the head
For they had it coming
At least that's what baby Jesus said
Now I'm coming after you
I will kill you on the spot
For that I will reach Heaven soon
Yeah Heaven, cause Hell is too hot


11. Motorgrinding

Ooh baby, get your hood all shining
We're gonna ride all night long
I love your greasy leather beneath my big fat bung
Pedal to the metal, here we go...
I want trucks, motels, whores, mullets, barfights, horny sluts
I want skulls cracking, whacking, slapping and titty grabbing
What can I do, I'm a fat ass bastard
Brawling is my job... all night long...
Ooh baby, get your hood all shining
We're gonna ride all night long
I love your greasy leather beneath my big fat bung
Pedal to the metal, here we go...


12. Fat Camp

Fat camp, come on pass the mayonnaise
Eat another burger, I'll like you even more
Uncle Sam told me you to eat that shit
Fat camp, come on here my bourgoise tease bitch
Eat another bag of chips, I'll like you even more
Uncle Sam's getting rich and my pole stiff
Baggy tits, XL cunts, I'm a fatofiliac who likes chicks like trucks
Huge ass bung, triple chin, gimme some lube to make it swing


13. Icon Resizer

Icon resizer
We're all pawns on a game board
Icon resizer
Replace the default with a customized shell
Icon resizer
We're all pawns on a flowchart
Icon resizer
Replace the default with a customized shell
Calculate the silver, gold and platinum
Translating figures, money into power
Twisting value, decreasing virtue - corporate degout
Pushing lives, expendable assets
Rising unemployment callous to the big suit
Ruining lives, undervalued problems
Rising public frustration
Demoralizing man
Icon resizer
We're all pawns on a flowchart
Icon resizer
Replace the default with a customized shell


14. Derisive Conscience

Pathetic your excuses are at best
Instantly you shove the blame somewhere else
Incapable minds control your life...
I am not the one to sit back and swallow their crud
No life, no future, no free will, is this what you want?
Misleading the masses... but this is when your derisive conscience kicks in...
Feeding morons with lucrative lies
Joking about it while you waste your cash
Living a life without morals or sense of self
I hope your ass can cover the check for loss of mind...


15. Patriotic Pleasure

Hide behind your fuckin' flag
Country-ass hillbilly bastards
Scatter by your ignorance
Another bunch of retards
Fed by spineless policies
Do yourself a patriotic pleasure
Superior by your one way thoughts
Just a bitch of those who feed you
Better run your line-dancing country ass
Cause I just wanna bleed you
Hang yourself from your burning flag now


16. The Plastic Motive

Genuine or devious, motives tested to the end
Masked intentions overrule any form of trust in me
A preordained psychosis infused to a bitter end
The plastic motive, hypcrite means to and end
Masked emotions destroy social confidence
The plastic motive, emotive bonds a new trend
Masked emotions overrule self esteem'
The plastic motive, hypocrite means to an end
Are they out for information and self enrichment?
Humane masquerade, twisting people at your will
At which cost do you toy with your so called 'friends'?
Solitary confinement, a zero tolerance solution, your kind
Is there a solution for your kind?


17. Testosterone Collar

I wanna be a macho man
My testosterone flies off the pan
Props and requisets five me that extra glit
But nothing equals the size of my bling
I'm a jerk, I'm a dick, all I wanna do is park my prick
I wanna be a macho man
My testosterone flies off the pan
Props and requisets five me that extra glit
But nothing equals the size of my bling
Macho man... yeah baby... I fly out the pan


18. Scene Scenery

What a vicious lucrative masquerade serving up compliments and bullshit, an idolated friend-foe policy honesty is a burden in this scenery
Whatever happened to be yourself?
Whatever happened to "speak your mind'?
Whatever happened to "spit your piece"?
When did music turn into politics?
A two-faced bitch - standing on the side feeding & breeding on a pool of lies, a fashion victim begging for a chance
The time has come to end the scenery, the time has come to end the politics, drop the antics and get up to date
Competitive bullshit: scene scenery
What's the point of being two-faced?
What's the point of fake compliments?
Where did criticism get traded for cocksucking & a bribe?
Your existence is a waste of breath and time
Scene scenery, the time has come to end the scenery
Competitive bullshit: scene scenery


19. Clarity Denied

Silenced and beaten down
By a 'normalized' envrionment
A man torn from reality, caged and caved in
Time to put the needle to the test
All which you held high in regard
All which you have learned in your life
All which defines your point of view
All is right, no more needs to worry
No more need to think
The injections make it easier
For them to do the thinking for you
Strapped to a gurney
They took your life from you
Time to put your free will to the test
Reprogramming till you match the mold
A stone cold reality for a fucked up world
Clarity is denied and sealed with a hit...
I've had enough - take another Prozac
I've made my choice - no need to think
I've had enough - take another Prozac
Another fix derrides the will to oppose
Silenced and beaten down
By a 'normalized' environment
A man torn from reality, caged and caved in
Time to put the needle to the test


20. Mediocrity Contest

Flooded with crap creating overdose
Abundance of junk - creativity is lost
Mediocre at best, just chugging along
Just the same shit in a different coat
It seems like they all enjoy & compete
To rip off bands that had 'the beat'
It just ain't worth a thing
If it ain't got swing
All your riffs sound the same
My attention, just fades!
It seems like they all base their songs
One that one riff that rocks their world
So please make sure there's a difference between two songs
I can't even hear the difference
Between two bands
Flooded with crap creating overdose
Just the same shit in a different coat


21. P.I.M.P.

Yeah baby, I'm on a roll
Checkin' booty walkin' down da street
Wicked playaz clear da hood
Cause ya don't wanna mess with me
I'll pull my piece out mothafucka
I'll put a fuckin' cap in yer ass
With a stilleto I'll cut you up
As you know my scars will last
Got my bitches on my leather sofa
Creamin' in my Oldsmobile
No compassion 4 human life
You best take me 4 real


22. Reality? TV

What is this sitcom therapy?
What is emulation of empathy?
Thrashcan dating Big Brother shows, it's a brothel of emotions
Why the fuck should I care about a suburb bitch that can't find a man?
Why the fuck should I care about some fatass that eats himself to death?
You tell me, why the fuck should I care?
You tell me, what is this charade?
Ratings are money, a life for profit you tell me, are you that liable?
Thrashcan dating Big Brother shows, it's a brothel of emotions


23. Alliance Of Blockheads

Propogated to be the new world power
Wartoys speak out your voice in a deadly manner
Propogated to be the new world power
Epitome of madness, the illusion of the free
Imposing rules to apprehend control
Defecating facts one dollar at a time
The biggest farce now turns to crime
Media corrupted, joining the plot
Imposing the so-called free
Is anyone free to breathe?
Imposing rules for global control
Pretending to defend the truth when cash is involved
Media corrupted


24. Terminal Excess Patient

Come on see me now
I used to live next door
Until I spoke to Satan
I now live in a mental home
Something snapped inside my head
I killed my family with an ax
I used to talk to Satan, but now I'm all alone
I'm restrained now with Haldol