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Call Of  The Wired

Call of the wired -- Wired up for sound
This is 1999 -- Got my space-board i feel fine
Drop a tab let's get high -- C'mon c'mon surf to the sky

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Be a space cadet -- Be a surf cadet -- Be a space cadet-- Call of the wired -- Don't sleep cos i never feel tired --Call of the wired, wired up for sound

I don't know what i'm doing -- I don't know who i am
I don't know what is happening
Who gives a fuck, who gives a damn
Call of the wired --Wired up for sound
Call of the wired, call of the wired

Call of the wired -- Wired up for sound
Call of the wired
Don't sleep cos i never feel tired
Got my space-board on my back
Gonna give grandma a heart attack
Down the park, roll a draw
Get on my space-board and surf some more

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Call of the wired
Don't sleep cos i never feel tired
Call of the wired, wired up for sound
No money, no cigarettes -- No money to pay my debts
Got a buzz going through my brain
Damn near driving me insane

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Call of the wired -- Don't sleep cos i never feel tired
call of the wired, call of the wired

I don't know where i'm goin'
What pathway should i take
I don't know what is happening -- Oh god for fucks sake
Call of the wired -- Wired up for sound

Call of the wired, call of the wired
Don't sleep cos i never feel tired

Holy Hack Jack

He got a sheath made of plastic -- Grabs it over his head
Forty gallons of petrol -- Gonna burn you all dead

A forty-five strapped to his side
A machete in his hand
Whats the name whats the game
Holy hack jack's the man

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He's a sick sick, sick gone mother
He's a sick sick, sick gone man
He's a sick sick, sick gone mother
He's a sick sick, sick gone man

He hobbles along on a busted knee
Knife strapped to his thigh
Bombs and blades, hand grenades
Somebody's gonna die

With his cassocks an' his robes and his leather chaps
Covered by a plastic mack
He's sick he's insane -- Holy hack jack's at it again
Sick sick, sick sick

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Clapped out buggy down darkened streets
Likes to kill whoever he meets
He's sick he's insane -- Holy hack jack's at it again
Sick sick, sick sick

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Human Slug

When i wake up in the mornin' i go straight back to bed
And then my pretty baby wraps her clit around my head
She can really do it, she can really do it good
She does it like she ought to, she does it like she should
And she's got transparent eyes

Like a human slug (4x)
And she's got transparent eyes

Met her by tesco's about a year ago
A beautiful slug crawling out of a hole
Just one kiss and we fell in love
Beautiful sexy slimy slug
And she's got transparent eyes

Like a human slug (4x)
And she's got transparent eyes

I followed her trails all the way home
Got to get back to that globule throne
Climbs on top and i get inside
Got to get back to that globule slime
And she's got transparent eyes

Like a human slug (4x)
And she's got transparent eyes

Me and that slug are married now
Got ten slugs and i don't know how
They can really do it, they can really do it good
They do it like they ought to, they do it like they should
And they've all got transparent eyes

like a human slug (8x)
And they've all got transparent eyes

One Sharp Knife

Lying there with my back on a rack
Hole in the corner, my head in a sack
Flat on my back, neck on a block

One sharp knife buried in my wife

Lying there with a ring on her finger
Dying to tell me of her competent lover
If she gives me kisses, chains and three wishes

One sharp knife buried in my wife

She screams and she whores while unjarring doors
Late last night in the middle of the night
She took the kitchen knife -- Kitchen yellow knife
Buried in my wife, buried in my wife

Opened her mouth with a razor blade
Fighting and scratching in a blood red rage
She gives me kisses, my knife never misses

One sharp knife buried in my wife

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Pervy In The Park

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Pervy in the park, pervy in the park
Pervy in the park on a sunday mornin'
Pervy in the park, pervy in the park
Pervy in the park on a hot summers day

Mr pervy goes to the park -- Mr pervy gonna stay all day
Bottle of scotch in his pocket -- Takes a swigg he wants his wicked way

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Lovely leggy baby blue -- Want my wicked way with you
Love is like a flower -- Smell it and you feel alright
C'mon pretty baby -- Wanna baby all your body tonight

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Hey there who's that chick ? -- Swing a little higher baby
C'mon what´ s your name -- Pink little panties made me cum again
Bim bam pervy's the man -- Just swing a little higher baby now
C'mon don't be shy -- Just swing a little higher baby

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Lovely sexy baby delight -- Wanna take you home tonight
Cover you in flowers -- Touch you and hold you tight
C'mon pretty baby -- Wanna be your pervy pappa tonight

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PVC Chair

Ended up in a stranglehold on a pvc chair
Too young to realize too young to care

Ended up in a stranglehold on a pvc chair
Too young to realise too young to care
Chased me round the garden with a wooden pole
Too young to realize too young to know

We used to fight day and night
We used to hate each others sight
Nothing was said nothing was done -- Too young

Ended up in a stranglehold on a pvc chair
Too young to realize too young to care
Chased me round the garden with a wooden pole
Too young to realize too young to know

Wooden blocks flying down the stairs
Boiling white face and fuzzy hair
We used to fight day and night
We used to hate each others sight
Nothing was said nothing was done -- Too young

Ended up in a stranglehold on a pvc chair
Too young to realise too young to care
We used to fight day and night
We used to hate each others sight
Nothing was said nothing was done -- Oh too young

Queen Of Disease

See her walking down the street
She's got brand new clothes and a brand new beat
She's got a virus she'd never believe
Queen queen, queen of disease

queen queen, queen of disease (4x)
Pick the scabs make 'em bleed

New look, new club, new style
She goes to nightclubs drives the guys wild
She's got a virus, a killer disease
And she spreads it, spreads it with sleaze

Queen queen, queen of disease (4x)
Pick the scabs make 'em bleed

She got abused at the age of ten
Her daddy fucked her, drove her round the bend
She's real twisted she aint got no friends
It's a fact that she hates men
Pick the scabs make 'em bleed

Sex bitch girl of your dreams
She'll take you home, she'll make you cream
She's got a virus, a new disease
And she's a killer spreading it with sleaze

Queen queen, queen of disease (4x)
Pick the scabs make 'em bleed

Rubber Buccaneer

See her walking down the street
She's got rubber legs and rubber feet
Rubber head and a rubber nose
She's got a rubber face and rubber toes

Everything´s rubber in her land of dreams
Cannabis castles and acid queens
Rubber beds and rubber floors
Rubber pets and rubber doors

His rubber wife wears rubber clothes
And her rubbeer kids got snotty nose
The rubber bath has got rubber taps
And in the shower are rubber mats
Everything ´s rubber in his land of dreams
Been that way since his teens
Rubber women for his treat
Rubber bouncing beneath the sheets

Doctors think he's crazy -- Should be locked up soon
In a mental ward off the street -- In a rubber room
People think he's crazy -- Mother thinks he's queer
But nobody fucks around -- With the rubber buccaneer

See him walking down the street
He's got rubber legs and rubber feet
Rubber head and a rubber nose
He's got a rubber face and rubber toes

Everything´s rubber in her land of dreams
Cannabis castles and acid queens
Rubber beds and rubber floors
Rubber pets and rubber doors
People think he's crazy -- Mother thinks he's queer
But nobody fucks around -- With the rubber buccaneer

Shadow Crypt

Here i am all alone in this crypt i lay
I can't seem to find a light I cannot find my way

My mind wanders in the shadows
I cannot hear a sound
A zombie screams and a werewolf howls
My world is going down

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Who's that looking in the shadows
Who's that screaming in the night
Who's that hiding in the darkness
On this moonlit night

He walks into a graveyard he cannot hear a sound
He's in a trance his mind possessed his soul is going down

He fades into the distance finds his tomb of rest
He's got his peace his sanity Though his friends knew best

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Reached the mist to save him afraid i was too late
Aa banshee wails a full moon rising he's at that devil gate

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I've heard so many stories about the evil dead
Now they come and haunt me now as i lay here in my bed

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Listen to these words i say then it's up to you
Don't go in that cemetery or the same will come to you

 

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