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Bad Times Worst Times
02:39
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The heavy doom is looming your destiny and role
And you are gravely running your life under control
Illusions of tomorrow and truth of coming day
You don't want to call off you lose yourself in play
Speed day by day is higher and madness on the end
Vestigial sand of money are melting in your hands
When you are rush for something this is always to late
With mocking force above you you can't manipulate
Bad times worst times still nothing on your shares
And don't try to count the last you likely have
Civilization, progress, the curse of fateful science
On painful stubborn fighting and hardship to be wise
Hot breath of crazy era when nothing can to stay
Names: Judas, Cain and Herod, and no sense to pray
Corrupted politicians, mass media in lie
With agony of culture prepared to die
World economic hires high profit coffin store
Dead poison in the air and dread of coming war
Bad times worst times still nothing on your shares
And don't try to count the last you likely have
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Not Able to Leave
02:26
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you are absurd as a frog in the sky
a blotter ship on the water
shadows of nightmare reflects in your eyes
the noise of countless motors
moving of crowds, patience of ants
slavery of desperation
the train has called off, no advance
after the last deadly station
big gloomy city you come to alone
gray stones and buildings around
merciless time when illusions have gone
you're in the bog, no ground
feeling like Jonah inside of the fish
you, simple man, not a prophet
here is nothing, is nothing to wish
and no meaning to stop it
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The Shock
03:31
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Is there somebody behind you forever to spy and to pry
Is here somebody above you the time from "to born" to "to die"
Forget simple things, inks and paper and senseless words "no" and "yes"
When they are objectively watching, recording your thoughts and your breath
The judges will order so strongly jury to dissect your poor life
You won't commit something wrongly but you have to run to survive
And even you have not heard "no more" all finally will be the same
One day they will simply come over with dead-set to make mortal claim
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Smashed and Crushed
04:39
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I'm smashed and crushed and near to cry
I see idiots are elected world wide
The thoughts are insane and speeches are poor
One their support of the triumphing fools
The Human Rights slogan, the cigarette stub
They share with gangsters the prestigious club
The rulers and liberals, dictators and slaves
Now they all are "players" as they call themselves
We have to stop butchers, the speaker has spoke
But here is veto as blunt stunning stroke
The cities are burning, the last chance has gone
Nobody is talking on no-fly zone
I know one commander insists he is right
We really now are not ready to fight
But sign the agreement the bloody tough deal
Since Mars God of War has not send us the bill
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Do try to find solution you know that you are right
And quick to take decision forever for your pride
And all the fatal problems all what you know to get
Are over this morning you're ready to forget
But gloomy morning coming you're tired and weak
When nothing is to follow forget your stupid trick
Your time will never come
Your time will never come
You're crawling this black tunnel on dream to see daylight
You will complete tomorrow this hike overnight
The canal is too narrow and movement too slow
Your chance to win this journey you understand is low
You know the heavy stones are pressing you around
No power for moving and no way from now
Your time will never come
Your time will never come
Forget this awful nightmare you are now in today
Your life is slowly running, your life is in the way
On this non-stop conveyor the troubles come and go
And you are thinking what is your destiny to know
Melancholy and sorrow, and what is truth to say
Illusions of tomorrow and weight of heavy day
Your time will never come
Your time will never come
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Black Hole Entrance
03:45
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Too Much Communications
01:33
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I will come over baby wait for me for a while
devices in my pockets are calling all the time
messengers, applications are running so well
all the communications buzzing as ringing bells
I say communications too much connected lines
Really drive me crazy out to melt and cry
I see an error message the monitors in wreck
tentacle running wires are all around my neck
a furious navigator can not show why and when
I see I'm running circles wider and wider then
I say communications too much connected lines
Really drive me crazy out to melt and cry
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8. |
We Can't Quit
04:21
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Degeneracy is the stamp on the faces and common, and common, and our, our guise
Hieronymus Bosch could use us as models for painting and we should be there for sure the best
And any producer could take us as actors for grave horror movies with no, with no make up
And our ruling political party, you know and we know, and all know, had rot through
But we hold the power we use all the money as cement of very hard basement, and glue
We clean dirty money from all the dictators and thieves we say "welcome" to them
We moved the production abroad far away, as you know far away, far away to Far East
And laborers here always are expensive, yes, so expensive and this very clear we can not afford
The wind on the broken factories' windows is whispering here this is not for sale as estate luxury
Toadstools of high buildings are growing up and in breadth in the city we want to displace everything
And we don't care we don't want people unless just devoted servants just near around
We run on railways can not quit and we hold all the thing in right place and right now
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9. |
Have Money More Times
02:12
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How many more times will you tolerate this
You know very well who is behind of those things
Why our countries are under attack
Why dirty bribing money passed though our banks
Why our cities are flooded by spies
Then children of children will have to pay the price
This sounds much clear the war we can not use
Why not to spell it out and just tell the truth
You need to close your eyes, you need to close your eyes
And money many many many more times
Money money many many many more times
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