Party At Ground Zero

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Party at ground zero
A “B” movie starring you
And the world will turn to flowing
Pink vapor stew
Johnny, go get your gun, for the commies are in our hemisphere today
Ivan, go fly your MIG, for the Yankee imperialists have come to play
Johnny goes to Sally’s house to kiss her goodbye
But Daddy says to spend the night
They make love ’till the early morning light
For tomorrow Johnny goes to fight
Johnny, Ivan, Ian, everybody come along for our nations need new heroes
Time to sing a new war song[CHORUS]
Please do not fear ’cause Fishbone is here to say (say what?)
Just have a good time the stop sign is far away
The toilet has flushed and green lights are a ghost
And drop drills will be extinct
Speedracer cloud has come
They know not what they’ve done
Sin has just won
The planet is a crumb[CHORUS]

Baca Yang Ini...
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Slick Nick, You Devil You

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Ma And Pa

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A Selection

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Another Generation

FISHBONE none none none Grab your arms...

Question Of Life

FISHBONE none none none I saw the...

Pray To The Junkiemaker

FISHBONE none none none Pray to the...

Properties Of Propaganda (Fuk This Shit On Up)

FISHBONE none none none Best to bust...

Mighty Long Way

FISHBONE none none none Said I’m shakin’...

Pouring Rain

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If I Were A…I’d

FISHBONE none none none If I believed...

Slick Nick, You Devil You

Slick Nick stole the reindeer from the zoo
Fell down my chimney with a keg of brew
Put my dog out in the cold
Ripped off the candy from my socks
Smokin’ cloves and drinkin’ Scotch
Slick Nick you devil you
(Devil you, devil you)
Slick Nick you devil you
(Devil you, devil you)
Dressed in red and overweight boot
Stole the TV and the stereo
And the toys
The toys were broken too
You devil you
(Devil you, devil you)
Slick Nick, Nick you devil you
(Devil you, devil you, devil you)
I saw Slick Nick fall over the X-mas tree
He was a whole different man from what mom and dad told me
Spillin’ Jack Daniels all over the drapes
Spray-paintin’ a bad finger over the fireplace
Tattoos on his arms and knees
I never thought Santa Claus would be such a sleaze but
Slick Nick you devil you, you devil you
(Devil you, devil you)
You just a devil you, you just a devil you
You just a devil, devil, devil, devil
Cussin’ and coppin’ and playin’ punk-rock
And every once in a while you’d just scratch your jock
Hey, Slick Nick, where are my toys ?
You went drinkin’ with the boys
You put Mad Dog in my sock, I wanted candy
I wanted candy, I wanted candy
Oh, oh, I thought you were my buddy and chum
But you’re just a downtown bum
Instead of puttin’ presents in front of my eyes
You just told me a bunch of lies
Oh, Slick Nick, devil you
(Devil you, devil you, devil you, ooh)
Oh, Santa Claus
(Devil you, devil you, devil you)
(Devil you, devil you, devil you, ooh)

Ma And Pa

There once was a Ma that wanted her
There once was a Pa that wanted her
I know she’s confused,
she’s my blood sister
She told me the blues as she start to shiver
Only a child in the middle of a war
She’s a problem child now because of a divorce
Hey Ma and Pa
What the hell is wrong with ya’ll
Hey Ma and Pa
What the hell is wrong with ya’ll
Well there’s a lot of money
For all the attorneys
It’s just not a fight for child custody.
‘Cause Ma and Pa’s revenge
Is making little sister bleed
Fussin’ and fightin’ through a family life
Make her wanna take drugs and be out of line
Hey Ma and Pa
What the hell is wrong with ya’ll
Hey Ma and Pa
What the hell is wrong with ya’ll
Fighting for love on an angel’s feather
Why don’t ya’ll get your shit together
Well it’s three the hard way
Doin’ it the wrong way
Ma hates Pa, Pa hates Ma
Little sister say,
“What the hey!”
Well there’s an evil streak there
With a righteous leak I fear
That’s why a child goes stray
To live a life another day
Mom and Pop in a family fury
Brother tried to say
“Little sister, don’t worry.”
Hey Ma and Pa
What the hell’s wrong with ya’ll
Hey Ma and Pa
Why’d the family rise and fall
Why don’t you get your shit together

A Selection

You go out to the bar after you get paid
You see the little surfer girl with eyes of jade
Then you see a foxy lady standin’ by her side
Pick up the blond to have some fun you do decide
You go out to the parking lot — you find your keys
You get in your auto and you aim to please
But the lover of your choosin’ is a chilly shade
A trick, a tick, a silly duck
But, you have made —
A SELECTION
A SEL-E-E-E-E-CTION
A SELECTION
A SEL-E-E-E-E-CTION
You get on the commercial for the t.v. tube
Bob Barker asks you which vehicle you would choose
You want the Cadillac or BMW
And you say O-O-O-O-O-O-OKAY!!
You go out on a date with your fiancee
The pretty little lady with the eyes of gray
You go to the bathroom to brush your teeth
WHAT! NO TOOTHPASTE?!?[Repeat chorus]
You have to go to New york on a business trip
On train, a plane, a car, or ocean ship
Or you become a rock star and your mind will flip
A choice of psychedelic drugs or groovy chicks
You buy a pack of bubblegum from the store
With two, or three, or four, or five pieces or more
You take out the last piece to put in your mouth
But you select the first piece
Yes, you have made a selection[Repeat chorus]

Another Generation

Grab your arms and choose a side
There’s a battle to be won
A psychic war’s upon us, and the walls are closing in
And it’s time to change the time
Brave are those who do decide[?]
Unless the calls get misdirected
Another trend to follow, another word to linger on
They may not even know the reasons why
You think without a vision, and then they try to call it ours
And it’s causin’ me to culture shock
The fools all hide behind the fashion
The new age rebels have no cause
But little do they realize, that a true change can come from within
But that’s too simple to be true, my hair looks better now in blue
Is it true profession, or just another way to stay along?
Sometimes I even ask myself
Another generation, another forward state of mind
It’s somewhere deep within our consciousness
Is it the new beginning, for those who need a second chance
Maybe then we’ll find out why we did
Another generation, another forward state of mind
It’s somewhere deep within our consciousness
Problems of the aged, problems of the kids
Problems are the mistakes of the past we’ve made
It’s time to look forward to a third generation
Another generation, another forward state of mind
It’s somewhere deep within our consciousness
Another generation
Another generation
Another generation

Question Of Life

I saw the god spread his arms across the imperfect sky
The clouds rolled across the full moon,
tattooed in the sky
For the eye tattooed in the sky judged the planets plea
And I was just a humble man and feared God in his sight
The Light
A question rose from my soul
A question I began to hold
A pitchfork pinned to my chest
Will I, I not pass the test
Will I, I not pass the test
A disease of clouds formed over the sea
The Angel was cruisin’ down so that I could see
The roses in his eyes
He would give me, Lord
The New Age not the winter
The Ice Age was the last page
You must present a P.M.A. (Positive Mental Attitude)
For we all dance for freedom sake
To tie the shoelace of life in place
To change the mind from a negative state, Yeh![Chorus]
The Angel began to say to me
As the roses set me free set me free
You must recite this throughout the land or else
you will be snuffed and canned snuffed and canned
You musn’t wrong the write
Yoo musn’t dark the Light
Yu must dove the vulture
U must do or die
Wow I was shakin’
A question shake shake shake
Wow I was shakin’
A question shake shake shake

Pray To The Junkiemaker

Pray to the Junkiemaker through all types of weather
You will be a slave to the Junkiemaker forever
Fiend 4 the means while it taxes your mind…
You’re on the road to the “Tombstone Commode”
Fiend like a hype as you suck the glass pipe
Your soul is cast into a Hellish hole
And as you’re on your knees tryin to feed your disease
The Monkey’s on your back got you “beggin’ please”
Pray to the Junkiemaker
Take a hit wit yer lips
Pray to the Junkiemaker…WHOA!
You’re jaded the light you no longer see
Burned out, broke down in your misery
Drop to less, you’ll soon confess and “assume the position”
“Constipated asphyxiated concludes in Purgatory as stated!”
Pray to the Junkiemaker
Pray to the Junkiemaker
It’s the death ticket, “Can I get a witness!”
Pray to the Junkiemaker
“Take a hit, Wit yer lips!”
Pray to the Junkiemaker
“OOOOOOOOOH, WHOAH!”
Pray to the Junkiemaker
“Take a hit, sit and piss!”
Pray to the Junkiemaker
I ain’t talkin’ ’bout a physical addiction but a mental spell
It’s a moral to this story so listen well
I relate the life I live in full of shit and sometimes Hell
And you will C that the pipe is your reality
Pray to the Junkiemaker
Surrounded by mental shitty
Mental shitty in the city YEH!
Pray to the Junkiemaker!
And you will find you’ll be a junkie with a zombie mind
Suck the pipe, take your life and you will die
All because you wanted to get high!!!!!!
YEH!
In a cold sweat you will
In a deep need you will
In the rock house you will
With a dick in your mouth you will
In a mental rage you will
When your body craves you will
Demonic let’s make a deal
In the hospital you will
P.M.R.C. you must be
In the business office you will
In the limousine you will
In the White House in a!
In the school house you will
In the church house you will Yes!
In the police station they do
Shippin’ to the ghetto you Devils
As long as you’re married you will
Rocked up in the kitchen you’re trippin’
Sellin’ your child for the rock pile
In a straight jacket in a!!!
Forced for a divorce of course
In the jail house you will
Way black in the plantation
Trippin’ in the bum bus station
Mental m-m-masturbation
50 Skylab Station
And the astronauts got to cop
Killin’ off the brothers and sistahs
Twitchin’ down six feet under
Crack gettin’ under my dunder
Mr. Lucifer him chuckle
Mankind under his buckle

Properties Of Propaganda (Fuk This Shit On Up)

Best to bust the dust
Of a flour to powder the crust
A grain of sand and a gust of wind
To stir my stomach
And a ground swell to shake
The all that it must take
To break the headache
In my earthquake
Git together yo’ shit
Move your ass to a proper toilet
We gonna fuc We gonna phuck
We gonna fuque this shit on up
Git it like it’s posed to be gotten
Hear it like it’s posed to be heard
Shake it loose
Shake it loose holy cow
Sittin silly like a morning roost
Time don’t tell no swells
Cock-A-Doodle-Do duck or git goosed
Cock-A-Doodle-Do duck or git goosed
Sittin it on down
Sit your ass on down
Git together your shit
Move your ass to a proper toilet
It’s the properties of propaganda
When your feet don’t move and you
Don’t know where you standda

Mighty Long Way

Said I’m shakin’ in my shoes sometimes
And all alone I get the blues sometimes
And I’m far away from home, it seems so far, so far away
Many moons and many days
You know many things are on my mind
I search and search for answers I can’t find
Then my people I will seek
They listen when I speak
Believe me when I say
Me and my friends go a mighty long way
Yea, yea
There’s nothing that can make this bond to break
And if it comes along it must be strong
Believe me when I say
Me and my friends go a mighty long way
Well I look into the cloudy sky
And cleanse my soul as the heavens cry
My life like a rolling stone
Up and down the hills
It breaks my ass like a window sill
And if I had to do it all by myself
There be a threat to my mental health
But there’s no need to run and hide
When folks are by my side
Believe me when I say
Me and my friends go a mighty long way
Yea, yea
Yea, yea
There’s nothing that could make this bond to break
And don’t even try unless you’re ready to die
Believe me when I say
Me and my friends go a mighty long way
Believe my when I say
We go a mighty long way

Pouring Rain

The sun will shine on brighter
And the wind will always blow
Some think life’s a breeze
Others feel love is sin
I’ve found beauty in dancing stars
To you, your dreams may be a farce
And you think that you can’t feel pain?
And you think we can’t feel at all
Can you sing out in the pouring rain
Can you sing, can you sing out
He had one foot in the gutter
Another on dry land
His ship sailed without him
Across life’s burning sands
He cried out in the distance
And no one, no one heard a word
For a prophet’s not respected in his own world[Chorus]
And all the things I’ve said
And all these things
And all the things I’ve said
That you doubt and disbelieve
Are shoved back in your face
By the spite of mankind’s greed
You choose to close you eyes
And the rest of the world will bleed
You choose to close your eyes
And the rest of the world will bleed[Chorus]

If I Were A…I’d

If I believed everything I saw on television
I’d…Think
Like Brady Bunch
Eat Wendy’s for lunch
Drive a Datsun Subaru and never question much
Get a 9 to 5 never have a life
Married at 20 have 2 kids then divorce my wife
Then I’ll be a cop! And I won’t be stopped
Power trippin’ robot just chewin’ off my ear.

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