Third World Vacation
if you meet some terrorists
don't be a pussy, get out
your fists
american boys kill communists
the world gets run by capitalists
crushing the antagonist
of the corporate ventriloquist
government taxidermist
storing souls on compact discs!
third world vacation (repeat
between:)
peasants on plantations
too much procreation
in utter desperation
hey, lets eat cajun
americans in foreign lands
they hate us they cut off
our hands
bands of savages roam the
lands
fuck those scum lets bomb
their sands
camel fuckers in mercedes
benz
the vision of peace in a holligram
we must protect the fatherland
lets do to them what we did
to japan
third world vacation (repeat
between:)
in a foreign nation
no time for mediation
global erradication
lets get retaliation
protect our navigation
political masturbation
full annihilation
get your vaccination
anal penetration
leads to defication
artificial insemination
alien ejaculation
shag-nastation
island of domination!
Skate And Destroy
everyday i skip school
don't go there... shine the
rules
i just skate all day long
don't tell me that i'm wrong
my skateboard is not a toy...
i skate and destroy!!
everyday i bail school
don't go there... shine their
rules
i just skate on my skate
it's the only thing i do great!
skating through society's
waste
i drink beer for the taste,
yeah!
skating is my eternal fate,
to the ramps i am never late
hippies can't skate b'cuz
they're gay
their hair gets in the way!
inverts, grinds, tail-taps,
too
get in my way and i'll grind
on you, yeah!!!!
skate and destroy, skate and
destroy
my skateboard is not a toy!
skate and destroy, skate and
destroy
skate, skate, skate, oi! oi!
oi!
Negative Threat
you're always givin us so much
shit
just cuz we like to slam in
the pit
beat us up in your uniforms
of blue
we never did anything to hurt
you
negative threat - to me (repeat
lotsa times)
cops always pushin' us around
punk music is our hardcore
sound
police just want to take away
our freedom
but me and the crew, we're
gonna beat 'em
negative threat - to me (repeat,
louder!)
stage diving on all yur fucking
rules
circle dance against fascist
fools
we ain't society's marrionette
negative threat, negative
threat!!!!
Crackwagon
all aboard we're goin' for
a ride
down any freeway we will fly
smoking dookie dust in our
crackwagon
hand me the gun, i'm gonna
do sum blastin'
(chorus)
better not cut me off
cuzz i'll blow your head off
(x2)
working 8 hours, 5 days a week
wound up nerves, i'm ready
to freak
crack up the rocks and we
get higher
speed up, i'm going to fyre!
(chorus)
crackwagon! (repeat)
Next Stop Nowhere
Babylon Rules
i like sugar
i like meat
drive my chevy
down the street
go to 7-11
buy some beer
turn on de t.v.
listen to phil
cruise thru da city
gettin' my kicks
go to a bar
and scam on the chix
(chorus)
i love to live
in babylon
it is where i belong
can't eat steak in zion
you may be right
but i aint wrong
love to live in babylon
that's why i sing this song
i like to shit in a john
and smoke my ganga in a bong!!!!
take her home
give her some blow
apply the bone
and tell her to go
go to fenders ballroom
and see a show
bang my head
to dr. know
(chorus)
Look Fast (To Be Fast)
you gotta look fast to be fast
if you're gonna last, &
get past the past
hippy shit! i don't care!
mind of shit! cut your hair!
bald is beautiful (please
don't stare)
speed metal has hardcore beat
but t have soul it's gotta
cum from the street
hippy just get out of the
pit
in your face, i'd like to
spit
you gotta look fast to be
fast
metallica is not punk
megadeath sounds like junk
please accept no immitations
only hardcore rocks the nation!
you gotta look fast to be
fast (x2)
(See You) In The Pit
wake up in the morning and
i put on my boots
l.a. might as well be beruit
stumble to the toilet, in
the bowl i do pollute
fins my mother's purse and
steel some loot!
get out of bed, shave my head
curse my father cos he digs
the grateful dead
burn my old records, some
hippy named "ted"
blast minor threat cos those
dudes shread!
plug in my guitar and play
some suicidal
dont mess with me cos im homicidal
my brother is a fag, he looks
like billy idol
my sister o.d.'d on a box
of midol!!
i talked to ian in d.c.
rapped with henry at sst
hung with jello of the dead
kennedys
drank a pepsi w/ mike muir
in venice beach
we went to the gig, we had
no cash
bouncer tried to stop us,
so on him we did thrash
once inside we proceeded to
trash
every stupid hippy that was
tokin' on some hash!
we pushed our way to the front
of the stage
we played like wild animals
locked in a cage
my girl couldn't get get it,
i went into a rage
they said 12 years old was
considered underage!
the d.j. had our record, we
said play it now!
play that wax loud, youse
ignant mau-mau!
the d.j. threw it down, he
said whats that mix?
don't be disco faggit... it's
anarchy sixx!!!!
Slam, Spit, Cut Your Hair,
Kill Your Mom
slam, spit, cut your hair,
kill your mom
society is dying cause
the government is lying
the pigs are really dim,
i can bench press more than
them
kill that preppy over there
mug a hippie, cut his hair
suicide is radical
living is forever dull
i'm gonna kill you hippie!