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Machine's
Agenda "Out
Of My Loop: The Complete Recordings" LP
(ZWR004)
Released: 10/09/2007
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| Heather
Hell • Vocals (All Tracks) |
| Zane
Comina • Guitar (All Tracks) |
| Arena • Drums
(Tracks 6 - 14, 26 - 32), Guitar (15 - 25) |
| Mikey • Bass
(Tracks 26 - 32) |
| Patrick
Marsh • Bass (Tracks 6 - 25) |
| Marc • Bass
(Tracks 1 - 5, 33 - 35) |
| Joe
Russia • Drums (Tracks 15 - 25) |
| Preston • Drums
(Tracks 1 - 5, 33 - 35) |
Entire album available for FREE MP3 download...coming shortly... |
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| 1. Can't
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19. Stand
and Defend (live) (2:55) |
lyrics |
mp3 |
2. Canine
Devotion (2:41)
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mp3 |
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20. Ignorance (live)
(2:06) |
lyrics |
mp3 |
| 3. Choke (2:11) |
lyrics |
mp3 |
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21. Can't
Fix This Hate (live) (3:45) |
lyrics |
mp3 |
| 4. Slaves (1:34) |
lyrics |
mp3 |
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22. Little
Piece Of Heaven (live) (1:53) |
lyrics |
mp3 |
| 5. Phoenix (2:10) |
lyrics |
mp3 |
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23. Phoenix
(live) (2:14) |
lyrics |
mp3 |
6. Machine's
Agenda (1:03)
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lyrics |
mp3 |
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24. Out
Of My Loop (live) (1:54) |
lyrics |
mp3 |
| 7. Ignorance (1:31) |
lyrics |
mp3 |
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25. Machine's
Agenda (demo) (1:15) |
lyrics |
mp3 |
| 8. Out
Of My Loop (1:12) |
lyrics |
mp3 |
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26. Call
Center (demo) (2:33) |
lyrics |
mp3 |
| 9. Their
Warfare (1:45) |
lyrics |
mp3 |
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27. Stand
and Defend (demo) (2:11) |
lyrics |
mp3 |
| 10. Filthy (1:58) |
lyrics |
mp3 |
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28. Waste (demo)
(1:49) |
lyrics |
mp3 |
| 11. Little
Piece Of Heaven (1:31) |
lyrics |
mp3 |
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29. Out
Of My Loop (demo) (1:21) |
lyrics |
mp3 |
| 12. Waste (1:35) |
lyrics |
mp3 |
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30. Their
Warfare (demo) (1:55) |
lyrics |
mp3 |
| 13. Make
It Right (2:15) |
lyrics |
mp3 |
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31. Little
Piece Of Heaven (demo) (1:41) |
lyrics |
mp3 |
| 14. Stand
and Defend (2:30) |
lyrics |
mp3 |
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32. Bloodstained
Reality (live) (1:40) |
lyrics |
mp3 |
| 15. Machine's
Agenda (live) (1:32) |
lyrics |
mp3 |
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33.
Bricks (live) (1:45) |
lyrics |
mp3 |
| 16. There
Is No Change (live) (2:43) |
lyrics |
mp3 |
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34. Sleazy
(live) (2:52) |
lyrics |
mp3 |
| 17. Their
Warfare (live) (1:46) |
lyrics |
mp3 |
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35.
[hidden track] (8:57) |
lyrics |
mp3 |
| 18. Waste (live)
(2:17) |
lyrics |
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Produced
by Aaron Ward & Zane
Comina.
Tracks
1 - 5 originally
to appear on the unreleased Machine's
Agenda "Can't
Fix This
Hate" EP. Re-released 2010 (ZWR010).
Recorded 05/27/06 at Ampersand Recording (Santee,
CA).
Engineered,
mixed, & mastered
by Kyle.
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Tracks 6 - 14 originally
appeared on Machine's Agenda "Remain In Control" LP,
released Sept. '04.
Recorded 08/18/04 at Double Time Studios (El Cajon, CA).
Engineered,
mixed, & mastered by Jeff Forrest.
Tracks
15 - 24 originally appeared on Machine's
Agenda "Live and In Control" live LP, released '05.
Recorded 08/15/005 live at Chasers (San Diego, CA) with Radio Mobil Unit.
Engineered & mixed
by Cliff Cunningham.
Tracks
25 - 31 originally appeared on Machine's
Agenda "Live at the Crackhouse" demo LP,
released May '04.
Recorded April '04 via live mobile recording at Greg's House (San Diego, CA).
Engineered by Greg.
Mixed & mastered at ZenWhisper Studios (Imperial Beach,
CA)
by
Aaron Ward.
Track
32
unreleased live performance.
Recorded 02/26/2006 at The Zombie Lounge (San Diego, CA).
Recorded by Aaron Ward. Engineered by Zane Comina.
Tracks 33 - 34 unreleased live performance from last official Machine's Agenda
show.
Recorded 06/17/2006 at Oakland Metro Operahouse (Oakland, CA).
Recorded
by Kevin. Engineered by Zane Comina.
Additional mixing & mastering by Aaron Ward at ZenWhisper
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All
songs published ZenWhisper 2007 (ASCAP).
All
music by Zane Comina, except where noted.
All lyrics by Heather Hell, except where noted.
"Can't
Fix The Hate" music by Heather Hell, Zane Comina, Patrick Marsh,
Arena, & Joe Russia.
"Choke" & "Bloodstained
Reality" music by Marc.
"Machine's
Agenda" music by Zane Comina, Stephen Muecke, Aaron Ward, & Arena.
"Ignorance" music
by Zane Comina & Arena.
"Out
Of My Loop" music by Zane Comina, Stephen Muecke, Aaron Ward, & Arena.
"Out
Of My Loop" lyrics by Heather Hell & Stephen Muecke.
"Their
Warfare" music by Zane Comina, Mikey the House, & Arena.
"Filthy" music
by Zane Comina, Patrick Marsh, & Arena.
"Little
Piece Of Heaven" music by Zane Comina, Patrick Marsh, & Arena.
"Waste" music
by Zane Comina & Arena.
"Make
It Right" music by Zane Comina, Patrick Marsh, & Arena.
"Make
It Right" lyrics by Stephen Muecke & Heather Hell.
"Stand
and Defend" music by Zane Comina, Patrick Marsh, & Arena.
"There
Is No Change" music by Patrick Marsh.
"Call
Center" music by Zane Comina, Stephen Muecke, Aaron Ward, & Arena.
"Call
Center" lyrics by Stephen Muecke.
Layout by Aaron Ward & Zane
Comina.
Front
cover and CD artwork by Gene Beans.
MA logo by Heather Hell.
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REMAIN
IN CONTROL |
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Machine's
Agenda
Everyone’s
on the agenda
Who’s up next to be destroyed
All the spoils will be divided
Between the good girls and good boys
Welcome to the mind machine
There’s censored thought and blinding screens
All the delusions are well fed
You like it here the pain is dead
You
like it here cause you can’t
think
Like it here cause you can’t see
Like it here you’ve got no choice
Like it here you’ve got no voice
What will you do when all the options run out?
Look to the future and forget all the doubt
That the past has created and the present portrays
Just surrender cause you’ve got no option
Welcome to the mind machine
There’s censored thought and blinding screens
All the delusions are well fed
You like it here the pain is dead
You
like it here cause you can’t
think
Like it here cause you can’t see
Like it here you’ve got no choice
Like it here you’ve got no voice
My hands are raw, bleeding bleeding
A happy thought there is no home in
What’s above and what’s below?
Who’s on the side, and who’s the next to
go
And all I wanna know is…who’s up next
On the machine’s agenda |
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Ignorance
Power surging through my veins
Kill the urge? – I can’t!
So save it for someone a bit better-
Who can sit in silence
Fucking deranged?
I won’t live in shame!
For all that Catholic nonsense-
The concept of sin, of sin
Guilt leaves you paralyzed,
Fat and bed-ridden
Get out of your box
And start fucking living!
Guilt leaves you paralyzed,
Fat and bed-ridden
Get out of your box
And start fucking living!
Hands are poised over your head
Are they praying? -Hardly.
And the man on the street
Tells the same sad story
Covered in sores
What’s the trade-off? – Tell me!
Why would you choose
A life full of pain?
When you could cut it all out
And then start it out brand new again
The pieces will fall
Just like us all -
We all got
The same kind of rage
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Out
Of My Loop
Covered in blood
A night on the street
You self-made half sane fucking whore
You’re not at all what you seem
Why
can’t you see what you’re
doing to me
Why can’t you see what you’re doing to
me
Why can’t you see what you’re doing to
me
What you’re doing to me
Another decade gone terribly wrong
Your mothers, brothers, fathers
Sisters, sons have all got guns
And the bombs are gonna drop down on you
Why
can’t you see what you’re
doing to me
Why can’t you see what you’re doing to
me
Why can’t you see what you’re doing to
me
What you’re doing to me
Consider yourself out of my loop
Consider yourself out of my loop
Consider yourself out of my loop
Consider yourself out of my fucking loop |
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Their
Warfare
All our pain and all our promise
Drains into one sewer cup
Drowning out and wearing down
The voices say we’ve had enough
But there is nowhere to turn
No one to hear our desperate pleas
If this continues
We’ll live our who lives on our knees
Well I’m tired of feeling
useless
And I’m tired of feeling spent
I’m tired of trying never winning
Tired of all I’m up against
What I’m up against
What I’m up against
What I’m up against
As there war keeps getting closer
All our minds just fill with dread
Kept in fear by what the media
Is shoving into all our heads
The evidence of ignorance
Is written on their faces
When will all this madness stop
So we can take our rightful places
Take our rightful places
I can’t be if you don’t
believe
I can’t be if you don’t believe
We can’t be if you don’t believe
We can’t be if you don’t believe
We won’t be if you don’t
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Filthy
Back against the wall and my eyes are sore
Give me room to breathe and I’ll ask for more
Piece by piece my nightmares
Are lying on the floor
I wish I wish that this was over
What you see - I cannot feel
What they feel – means nothing to us
Did you think you’d disguise all the lies that
you told?
I know that we’ll make it through without you
Back against the wall and my eyes are sore
Give me room to breathe and I’ll ask for more
Piece by piece my nightmares
Are lying on the floor
I wish I wish that this was over
What you feel – I do not
see
What we feel - means nothing to them
Did you think you’d disguise all the lies that
you told?
I know that we’ll make it through without you
Back against the wall and my eyes are sore
Give me room to breathe and I’ll ask for more
Piece by piece my nightmares
Are lying on the floor
I wish I wish that this was over
And all of the plans that you had
Never ever could follow through
Sitting there naked in the dark
All cut up with the closet door shut
Behind your eyes and mind
You find the glory
You lost within your self
And now you’re on your lonely descent
Just one more stepping stone
On your way to hell
Fuck you all I know what to do
Fuck you all if you think it’s true
Fuck you all I know what to do
Might as well
Now just waste away
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Little
Piece Of Heaven
So you want a little
A little piece of heaven
Well it’s just not your choice to decide now
You want her to come in
And she wants to get out
Just go fuck yourself and stand aside
Tell me, tell me, tell me…
Did you think it was your fucking choice
So you wanted to prove
You’re not the one being used
You’re the man with the plan and the tools
And you rip up a soul
On your quest for control
Just go fuck yourself and stand aside
Tell me, tell me, tell me…
Did you think it was your fucking choice
And every bit of your
Precious plan
Always did involve both your hands
With your two hands
With both your hands
Gonna make her understand now
Understand you
Appreciate you
Tell me, tell me, tell me…
Did you think it was your fucking choice
Just go fuck yourself and stand aside
Just go fuck yourself and stand aside
Just go fuck yourself |
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Waste
Drum roll stand up
Take a bow
What the fuck do you think that you are
Still shaking in your boots
Still trying to pass off that act as natural
Well I can see right through you
Right through your vacant fucking eyes
You’re no one to me no one to the world
You’re just a waste of time
You’re
just a waste of my time
You’re just a waste of their time
You’re just a waste of our time
You’re just a waste of yourself
And everybody knows
Just how far you’d go
To see a picture of yourself on a television screen
Maybe this Sunday
Take a walk outside
And grab a piece of the American dream
And learn not to cry
You’re
just a waste of my time
You’re just a waste of their time
You’re just a waste of our time
You’re just a waste of yourself |
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Make
It Right
Thank you for calling
Now I’m dying
Stuck in my box
Many sheep are in this flock
Surrounded by idiots
The meaning is tedious
Well one day I’ll find my way
Whatever happened to recess and play
I
don’t wanna talk
to you
I’ve got nothing to say to you
I don’t want to see your fucking face
Your position of power I see as a joke
You sold out for a fallacy hope
Extra bonuses and kissing ass
Not me man I’m in a better class
So tell me about your stupid plan
Jobs for monkeys given by man
At least I see it objectively
I feel sorry for your life of stupidity
I
don’t wanna talk
to you
I’ve got nothing to say to you
I don’t want to see your fucking face
All the white lies
And all the closed eyes
Watch the world just go to hell
Maybe sink but you’re too shallow
Maybe one day they’ll wish you well
Or is it too late for you?
It’s just too bad for you
Maybe
one day they’ll
fix you up
Maybe one day you’ll get it right
Maybe one day they’ll fix you up
Maybe one day they’re gonna make it right
Make it right
Make it right
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Stand
and Defend
Burned by their eyes
So silent in death
Get up show up
Do fucking something
About the world that you left
When will you see?
It’s not all your pain
Wake up to the facts
We’re all just as fucking insane
We’re all fucking insane
We’ve got illusions and delusions of grandeur
You’ve got to stand and defend
Stand and defend
Still finding time
To drink and to play
Watching our lives
Go straight down the drain
It’s such a fucking shame
But I’m not ashamed of who
I am
And I’m not ashamed of what I do
And neither should you be
You’ve got to stand and defend
Stand and defend
Stand and defend your ideas and belief systems
Cause no one’s gonna do it for you
When will you see?
It’s not all your pain
Wake up to the facts
We’re all just as fucking insane
We’re all fucking insane
We’ve got illusions and delusions of grandeur
You’ve got to stand and defend
Stand and defend
Stand and defend
Get up show up grow up
Get up stand up and fucking defend |
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LIVE AND IN CONTROL |
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Machine's
Agenda
Everyone’s
on the agenda
Who’s up next to be destroyed
All the spoils will be divided
Between the good girls and good boys
Welcome
to the mind machine
There’s censored thought and blinding screens
All the delusions are well fed
You like it here the pain is dead
You
like it here cause you can’t think
Like it here cause you can’t see
Like it here you’ve got no choice
Like it here you’ve got no voice
What
will you do when all the options run out?
Look to the future and forget all the doubt
That the past has created and the present portrays
Just surrender cause you’ve got no option
Welcome
to the mind machine
There’s censored thought and blinding screens
All the delusions are well fed
You like it here the pain is dead
You
like it here cause you can’t think
Like it here cause you can’t see
Like it here you’ve got no choice
Like it here you’ve got no voice
My
hands are raw, bleeding bleeding
A happy thought there is no home in
What’s above and what’s below?
Who’s on the side, and who’s the next to go
And all I wanna know is…who’s up next
On the machine’s agenda |
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Their
Warfare
All
our pain and all our promise
Drains into one sewer cup
Drowning out and wearing down
The voices say we’ve had enough
But
there is nowhere to turn
No one to hear our desperate please
If this continues
We’ll live our who lives on our knees
Well
I’m tired of feeling useless
And I’m tired of feeling spent
I’m tired of trying never winning
Tired of all I’m up against
What
I’m up against
What I’m up against
What I’m up against
As
there war keeps getting closer
All our minds just fill with dread
Kept in fear by what the media
Is shoving into all our heads
The
evidence of ignorance
Is written on their faces
When will all this madness stop
So we can take our rightful places
Take our rightful places
I
can’t be if you don’t believe
I can’t be if you don’t believe
We can’t be if you don’t believe
We can’t be if you don’t believe
We
won’t be if you don’t believe |
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Waste
Drum
roll stand up
Take a bow
What the fuck do you think that you are
Still
shaking in your boots
Still trying to pass off that act as natural
Well
I can see right through you
Right through your vacant fucking eyes
You’re no one to me no one to the world
You’re just a waste of time
You’re
just a waste of my time
You’re just a waste of their time
You’re just a waste of our time
You’re just a waste of yourself
And
everybody knows
Just how far you’d go
To see a picture of yourself on a television screen
Maybe this Sunday
Take
a walk outside
And grab a piece of the American dream
And learn not to cry
You’re
just a waste of my time
You’re just a waste of their time
You’re just a waste of our time
You’re just a waste of yourself |
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Stand
and Defend
Burned
by their eyes
So silent in death
Get up show up
Do fucking something
About the world that you left
When
will you see?
It’s not all your pain
Wake up to the facts
We’re all just as fucking insane
We’re
all fucking insane
We’ve got illusions and delusions of grandeur
You’ve got to stand and defend
Stand and defend
Still
finding time
To drink and to play
Watching our lives
Go straight down the drain
It’s such a fucking shame
But
I’m not ashamed of who I am
And I’m not ashamed of what I do
And neither should you be
You’ve got to stand and defend
Stand and defend
Stand
and defend your ideas and belief systems
Cause no one’s gonna do it for you
When
will you see?
It’s not all your pain
Wake up to the facts
We’re all just as fucking insane
We’re
all fucking insane
We’ve got illusions and delusions of grandeur
You’ve got to stand and defend
Stand
and defend
Stand and defend
Get up show up grow up
Get up stand up and fucking defend |
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Ignorance
Power
surging through my veins
Kill the urge? I can’t!
So save it for someone a bit better
Who can sit in silence
Fucking
deranged?
I won’t live in shame!
For all that Catholic nonsense
The concept of sin, of sin
Guilt
leaves you paralyzed,
Fat and bed-ridden
Get out of your box
And start fucking living!
Guilt
leaves you paralyzed,
Fat and bed-ridden
Get out of your box
And start fucking living!
Hands
are poised over your head
Are they praying? Hardly.
And the man on the street
Tells the same sad story
Covered
in sores
What’s the trade-off? Tell me!
Why
would you choose
A life full of pain?
When you could cut it all out
And then start it out brand new again
The pieces will fall
Just like us all
We all got
The same kind of rage |
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Little
Piece Of Heaven
So
you want a little
A little piece of heaven
Well it’s just not your choice to decide now
You
want her to come in
And she wants to get out
Just go fuck yourself and stand aside
Tell
me, tell me, tell me…
Did you think it was your fucking choice
So
you wanted to prove
You’re not the one being used
You’re the man with the plan and the tools
And
you rip up a soul
On your quest for control
Just go fuck yourself and stand aside
Tell
me, tell me, tell me…
Did you think it was your fucking choice
And
every bit of your
Precious plan
Always did involve both your hands
With
your two hands
With both your hands
Gonna make her understand now
Understand
you
Appreciate you
Tell
me, tell me, tell me…
Did you think it was your fucking choice
Just
go fuck yourself and stand aside
Just go fuck yourself and stand aside
Just go fuck yourself |
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Out
Of My Loop
Covered
in blood
A night on the street
You self-made half sane fucking whore
You’re not at all what you seem
Why
can’t you see what you’re doing to me
Why can’t you see what you’re doing to me
Why can’t you see what you’re doing to me
What you’re doing to me
Another
decade gone terribly wrong
Your mothers, brothers, fathers
Sisters, sons have all got guns
And the bombs are gonna drop down on you
Why
can’t you see what you’re doing to me
Why can’t you see what you’re doing to me
Why can’t you see what you’re doing to me
What you’re doing to me
Consider
yourself out of my loop
Consider yourself out of my loop
Consider yourself out of my loop
Consider yourself out of my fucking loop |
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LIVE
AT THE CRACKHOUSE |
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Machine's
Agenda
Everyone’s
on the agenda
Who’s up next to be destroyed?
All the spoils will be divided
Between the good girls and good boys
Welcome
to the mind machine
There’s censored thought and blinding screens
All the delusions are well fed
You like it here, the pain is dead
You
like it here ‘cause you can’t think
Like it here ‘cause you can’t see
Like it here you’ve got no choice
Like it here you’ve got no voice
What
will you do when all the options run out?
Look to the future and forget all the doubt
That the past has created and the present portrays
Just surrender ‘cause you’ve got no option
Welcome
to the mind machine
There’s censored thought and blinding screens
All the delusions are well fed
You like it here, the pain is dead
You
like it here ‘cause you can’t think
Like it here ‘cause you can’t see
Like it here you’ve got no choice
Like it here you’ve got no voice
My
hands are raw, bleeding…bleeding
A happy thought there is no home in
What’s above and what’s below?
Who’s on the side, and who’s the next to go
And all I wanna know is…who’s up next
On the machine’s agenda |
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Call
Center
Thank
you for calling
Now I am dying
Stuck in my box
Many sheep are in this flock
Surrounded
by idiots
The meaning is tedious
Well, one day I’ll find my way
Whatever happened to recess and play?
I
don’t wanna talk to you
Rather be drinking a brew
I don’t really wanna talk to you
Your
position of power I see as a joke
You sold out for a fallacy hope
Extra bonuses and kissing ass
Not me man, I’m in a better class
So
tell me about your stupid plan
Jobs for monkeys, given by man
At least I see it objectively
I feel sorry for your life of stupidity
I
don’t wanna talk to you
Rather be drinking a brew
I don’t really wanna talk to you
All
the white lies
And all the half-truths
What is real, only you decide
I’ll try to make it
Hope that you do to too
But I won’t stay behind that line |
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Stand
and Defend
Burned
by their eyes
So silent in death
Get up, show up
Do fucking something
About the world that you left
When
will you see?
It’s not all your pain
Wake up to the facts
We’re all just as fucking insane
We’re
all fucking insane
We’ve got illusions and delusions of grandeur
You’ve got to stand and defend
Stand and defend
Still
finding time
To drink and to play
Watching our lives
Go straight down the drain
It’s such a fucking shame
But
I’m not ashamed of who I am
And I’m not ashamed of what I do
And neither should you be
You’ve got to stand and defend
Stand and defend
Stand
and defend your ideas and belief system
‘Cause no one’s gonna do it for you
When
will you see?
It’s not all your pain
Wake up to the facts
We’re all just as fucking insane
We’re
all fucking insane
We’ve got illusions and delusions of grandeur
You’ve got to stand and defend
Stand
and defend
Stand and defend
Get up, show up, grow up
Get up, stand up, and fucking defend |
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Out
Of My Loop
Covered
in blood
A night on the street
You self-made half sane fucking whore
You’re not at all what you seem
Why
can’t you see what you’re doing to me?
Why can’t you see what you’re doing to me?
Why can’t you see what you’re doing to me?
What you’re doing to me
Another
decade gone terribly wrong
Your mothers, brothers, fathers
Sisters, sons have all got guns
And the bombs are gonna drop down on you
Why
can’t you see what you’re doing to me?
Why can’t you see what you’re doing to me?
Why can’t you see what you’re doing to me?
What you re doing to me
Consider
yourself out of my loop
Consider yourself out of my loop
Consider yourself out of my loop
Consider yourself out of my fucking loop |
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Their
Warfare
This
one’s for you…
All
our pain and all our promise
Drains into one sewer cup
Drowning out and wearing down
The voices say we’ve had enough
But
there is nowhere to turn
No one to hear our desperate please
If this continues
We’ll live our who lives on our knees
Well
I’m tired of feeling useless
And I’m tired of feeling spent
I’m tired of trying, never winning
Tired of all I’m up against
What
I’m up against
What I’m up against
What I’m up against
What I’m up against
As
their war keeps getting closer
All our minds just fill with dread
Kept in fear by what the media
Is shoving into all our heads
The
evidence of ignorance
Is written on their faces
When will all this madness stop?
So we can take our rightful places
Take our rightful places
I
can’t be if you don’t believe
I can’t be if you don’t believe
We can’t be if you don’t believe
We can’t be if you don’t believe
We
won’t be if you don’t believe |
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Little
Piece Of Heaven
So
you want a little
A little piece of heaven
Well it’s just not your choice to decide now
You
want her to come in
And she wants to get out
Just go fuck yourself and stand aside
Tell
me, tell me, tell me…
Did you think it was your fucking choice?
So
you wanted to prove
You’re not the one being used
You’re the man with the plan and the tools
And
you rip up a soul
On your quest for control
Just go fuck yourself and stand aside
Tell
me, tell me, tell me…
Did you think it was your fucking choice?
And
I already know
When you started the scam
That the plan was always to use your hands
Your
two hands
With your two hands
Gonna make her understand
Understand
you
Appreciate you
Tell
me, tell me, tell me…
Did you think it was your fucking choice?
Just
go fuck yourself and stand aside
Just go fuck yourself and stand aside
Just go fuck yourself and stand aside
Just go fuck yourself |
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Waste
Drum
roll, stand up
Take a bow
What the fuck do you think that you are?
Still
shaking in your boots
Still trying to pass off that act as natural
Well
I can see right through you
Right through your vacant fucking eyes
You’re no one to me, no one to the world
You’re just a waste of time
You’re
just a waste of my time
You’re just a waste of their time
You’re just a waste of our time
You’re just a waste of yourself
And
everybody knows
Just how far you’d go
To see a picture of yourself on a television screen
Maybe this Sunday
Take
a walk outside
And grab a piece of the “American dream”
And learn not to cry
You’re
just a waste of my time
You’re just a waste of their time
You’re just a waste of our time
You’re just a waste of yourself
Waste… |
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