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1. |
The Beatnik
02:15
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Park bench in Denver, frigid cold night
Been begging for change from those who pass me by
They turn away, dirty homeless rat
Talking to myself in a beatnik scat
Wasn’t always like this
Wouldn’t have it any other way
Ten years in a suit and tie
Didn’t wanna be a corporate slave
Got a bad rep out on the streets
They all know not to fuck with me
Don’t mess around, don’t take no shit
Don’t got a name, they call me the Beatnik
No possessions, just my clothes
Ain’t got a dime to my name
Steal what I need, live carefree
Cast aside by a bunch of fakes
No problems to call my own
Take it easy, take it slow
Getting drunk, getting lit
Classic fuck up, they call me the Beatnik
I left that bullshit life behind
Was looking for something that I couldn’t find
I’m a crazy drunken lunatic
Psychotic outcast, I’m the Beatnik
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2. |
Search for More Whiskey
02:50
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Spent the night getting wasted drunk,
too cold to sleep
Riding on the shoe leather express
Through the empty streets
Hit the bottle til the last drop
Got no time to waste
Gotta make it to a liquor store
Before it’s too late
Count out my change, got less than a buck
It’s been a slow day
Need to find some cash and fast
Get some dough to pay my way
Heading downtown, pick some pockets
Consider it charity
Half the fun’s in the thrill of the hunt
On the search for more whiskey
Midnight downtown
It was crowded as hell
Wait outside the bars
Where the rich fucks dwell
Robbed a couple of yuppies
Got a decent score
Picked up a fifth and two packs of smokes
Down at the liquor store
Empty alley, laying low
Light up a cigarette
Sitting back, feeling good
Keeping my palette wet
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3. |
Lead Pipe
02:06
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Killed half a fifth
I feel fucked up
Minding my own business
Got kicked in the gut
This punk’s trying to take my booze
Don’t start a war that you’re gonna lose
Lead pipe within my reach
Swing left to right and repeat
You try and pick a fight
You’re playing with your life
Think you’re a gambling man
I’ll kill you where you stand
Gave him twenty blows to the head
After ten he was already dead
Missing teeth, face hacked up
Corpse twitching in a pool of blood
In all of this excitement
Can’t believe I didn’t see
Two cops walking down the alley
Guns pointed right at me
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4. |
5-0
01:57
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Blood on my hands, caught in the act
No time to think, no time to react
Adrenaline pumping through my veins
Cops on my tail trying to put me away
Chorus:
5-0 chasing me crosstown
5-0 come to take me down
5-0 got me under the gun
5-0 got me on the run
Why explain? They won’t hear my side
It wasn’t murder, it was justified
Punk had it coming, tried to take what’s mine
It’s self defense, ain’t no fucking crime
Chorus
I ain’t slowing down, I could run all night
Gotta keep on moving til I’m outta sight
Find a place to hide, don’t know where to go
Cops are losing ground in a haze of snow
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5. |
Ain't Going to Jail
03:12
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Finally lost the cops in a strange part of town
Now I’m having a hard time finding my way around
Wandering aimlessly, I need to get some sleep
I’ll skip town in the morning, get away from the heat
Chorus:
I need a spot to rest my head
Seek shelter or freeze to death
Look for a space unoccupied
Ain’t going to jail, live free or die
The blizzard’s getting worse, gotta pick up the pace
Blinded by the snow, lost without a trace
Sirens in the distance, they just won’t give up
I’m running out of time, all I got’s bad luck
Chorus
My feet are numb, my knees are sore
Then I found what I’ve been looking for
Mental asylum, abandoned for years
No better place to crash than here
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6. |
Abandoned Asylum
01:51
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An abandoned compound
For the criminally insane
Climbed through a window
The doors were locked and chained
Light up a smoke
Take a look around
Feeling drained and weak
Need to lay my body down
The whole place was bombed out
Floors littered with trash
Exam rooms and padded cells
Stepping over shards of glass
Made my way to the upper floors
Syringes stuck in the walls
Wind blowing through the broken windows
Whistling through the halls
Five flights of stairs
Got to the top floor
Graffiti marking the walls
Up and down the corridor
Cold and exhausted
I fell to my knees
Before my head hit the floor
I was already asleep
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7. |
Are They Coming for Me?
02:47
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Passed out on the floor
A distant sound awakes me
Cackling and laughter
Giving me the creeps
Trying to ignore it
The noise just won’t stop
I don’t think I’m alone
But I doubt it’s the cops
Chorus:
Persistent laughter beckons me
Drilling into my brain constantly
Are the noises real? Is it all in my mind?
Are they coming for me or just looking to hide?
The laughter’s driving me mad
I can’t fall back asleep
Sudden break of silence
Peaks my curiosity
Crept into a room
Locked the door behind me
I can still hear the chuckle
Who the fuck could it be?
Chorus
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8. |
Now I'm Up!
01:20
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Controlled by suspicion
Patience wearing thin
There’s someone in this building
Gotta find out who it is
Been in and out of slumber
I’ve finally had enough
I’ll make ‘em wish they’re dead
I’m pissed and now I’m up!
Moving down the stairs
Chain smoking cigarettes
Find these motherfuckers
Show ‘em a fight they won’t forget
Laughter’s getting louder
I’m gonna shut ‘em up
Unleash a fit of rage
I’m pissed and now I’m up!
Must be getting close
Back on the ground floor
It’s coming from the basement
That was locked before
They woke me up
Now they’ll pay the price
I’m heading downstairs
Putting ‘em all on ice
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9. |
Lobotomized
02:38
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Open door at the end of the hall
Lit by fluorescent light
Entered the room ready to kill
Discovered an appalling sight
Rage turns to shock
Can’t believe my eyes
A dozen captives tied to chairs
Unwillingly lobotomized
They all laugh uncontrollably
Don’t have any choice
Not one can speak a word
No objection to voice
Sporting hairless scalps
Dotted line drawn around their heads
Still alive on the outside
Inside their souls are dead
Chorus:
No cry for help, a mindless laugh
Sadistic work of a psychopath
Impaled skull, zombified
Twelve victims, lobotomized
I.V.’s keeping them alive
Dwell in pain, no way to survive
Pull the plug, set ‘em free
Put an end to their misery
Chorus
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Continued to explore
Got inside the morgue
Opened up a drawer
Unveiled a mutilated corpse
Empty cavity
Where the brain used to be
Feel like I’m gonna be sick
Who the fuck could’ve done this?
Chorus:
Morgue of brainless bodies
Tops of the skulls removed
Morgue of brainless bodies
Stench of death fills the room
Premeditated execution
Surgical precision
Should I run or keep on searching?
Gotta make a decision
Chorus
There wasn’t just one corpse
Found thirteen more
Pale skin, missing eyes
Deconstructed, no way to die
I was about to leave
A sudden noise distracts me
Muffled scream I can’t ignore
From behind the operating room door
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11. |
Trio of Torture
01:33
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Followed the sound of a scream
Into a chamber of butchery
Lobotomized patient, still alive
Brain dissection, slow demise
Surgeon cuts off the skull
Second cleans up all the blood
There’s a third jerking off in the corner
Getting off at the sight of the torture
Faces obscured by masks
Screams silenced with one last gasp
Blood soaked scalpels and knives
Dissect the brain one piece at a time
Surgical desecration
Psychotic stimulation
Masters of merciless slaughter
Murderous trio of torture
Thinking like I’ve seen enough
Time for me to interrupt
Make these motherfuckers pay
Yelled the only thing I could say
What the fuck is wrong with you people?
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12. |
Gotta Run
01:24
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Aw shit, now I gotta run
Got the psycho’s attention
Ran as fast as I could
They’re all chasing after me
Just like I knew they would
Follow the path from which I came
Head back to the start
Get some distance, stay alive
They won’t tear me apart
Chorus:
Gotta run, didn’t think this through
Three against one, I’m kinda screwed
Even the odds, find a way
Three surgeons I gotta slay
Made it out of the basement
Trying to find my way
Should I try and get out
Or make a stand if I stay?
Three sadistic surgeons
Want what’s in my head
I won’t go down like a bitch
I’ll fucking kill ‘em dead
Chorus
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13. |
One by One
01:58
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Went to the second floor
Found a two by four
The seekers, overheard
Dividing up their search
Their fucking super pissed
I killed their captives
They wanna feel my wrath?
I’ll show ‘em a blood bath
Burning rage inside
The dark is where I hide
Patiently, I wait
For one to show there face
Beat ‘em to a pulp
Rearrange their skull
They don’t realize
They’re all gonna die
Chorus:
For what they made me see
I’ll kill ‘em just for fun
Stalk them in the shadows
Hunt ‘em down one by one
Chorus
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14. |
You Won't Get Out Alive!
02:14
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Hunted became the hunter
Hiding in a padded cell
Strike when the time is right
Send ‘em straight to hell
Surgeon entered the room
Just across the hall
Knocked him out with a two by four
One swing to the jaw
Freshly sharpened scalpel
Slit his jugular vein
Eyes opened, clenched his throat
Over the wall, the blood was sprayed
Took a piss on the corpse
Showed no vital signs
Left a threat written in blood
You won’t get out alive!
You won’t get out alive
Come and get me, it’s time to die
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15. |
Six Story Fall
02:30
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Another surgeon came from the stairs
Found his lifeless colleauge
Got the message, head to the exit
Left behind the body
Opposing figure stopped him in his tracks
Shadowy silhouette
Holding a scalpel and a two by four
Amber glowing from my cigarette
He started moving towards me
I turned around and ran
Hey motherfucker, come join the party
Catch me if you can
Head to the roof, hot on my tail
Take him on outside
Freezing cold, covered in snow
Say your last goodbye
Chorus:
Broke his legs with a two by four
Sliced out both his eyeballs
Threw the body off the edge of the roof
Screaming down a six story fall
Blind and disabled
He never saw it coming
Add another to my body count
The only thing I fear is nothing
Chorus
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16. |
Don't You Wanna Play?
01:36
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One target left
Hunting back inside
Came across the surgeon
Running for his life
Finish what you started
Your homicidal game
Why you giving up?
Don’t you wanna play?
Out of the asylum
Slowly gaining ground
Chased him to his car
Knocked the fucker out
Threw him in the trunk
Made a getaway
The slaughter isn’t over
Don’t you wanna play?
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17. |
My Own Brand of Surgery
02:22
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Drove down to the rail yard
Busted through the gate
Sun rising over the mountain
Do some killing to start my day
Pulled the surgeon out of the trunk
Tied him to the track
Death’s coming on a westbound train
Decapitate this maniac
Chorus:
Tightly bound, can’t break free
My own brand of surgery
Wait for death, filled with dread
Next train through here will take his head
Begging for his life
Nothing can change my mind
Train approaching fast
Now your turn to die
The train severed his head
Spilled his blood on the ground
Body parts scattered down the line
Ripped apart without a sound
Chorus
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18. |
Away From the Sunrise
06:28
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Ride the rails to freedom
Heading west
What I just been through
Don’t think I’ll ever forget
Sadistic mutilation
Torture, butchery
Psychotic homicide
Like I’ve never seen
Chorus:
Relax my mind
Finally nothing to find
I’m sick of running
Leaving Denver behind
Taking a ride
To where my freedom lays
Westward through the mountains
Away from the sunrise
Been a hell of a night
Feel completely drained
Screams of pain and torment
Echo through my brain
Faces of the dead
Will forever haunt my dreams
Burn one last cigarette
Try to get some sleep
Chorus
I think I did the right thing
No remorse for the dead
I got a couple of screws loose
But not like them
Chorus
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Detroit crossover thrashers who play too many notes. No rules. No limitations.
J. Fay - Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Programming
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