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S.O.B.
03:56
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S.O.B.
You’d been talking all day long
I had to wonder if you’d shut your mouth
But everything I said was wrong
That’s when the conversation headed south
You can push a man so far
Before you cannot push him any more
You came at me with the aim to scar
Did you think I wouldn’t even the score?
I ain’t a loser and I ain’t no son-of-a-bitch
I ain’t a loser and I ain’t no son-of-a-bitch
Far too long you’ve done me wrong
I think it’s time a finally made the switch
I ain’t a loser and I ain’t no son-of-a-bitch
There was a moment in your eyes
When I thought I might have seen a spark
Behind a look of sheer surprise
I could see that I had hit the mark
I ain’t a king and I ain’t no pawn
So it’s a game I’m never gonna win
I’m turning over your chess board
Or did you think I’d let it go again?
I ain’t a loser and I ain’t no son-of-a-bitch
I ain’t a loser and I ain’t no son-of-a-bitch
Far too long you’ve done me wrong
I think it’s time a finally made the switch
I ain’t a loser and I ain’t no son-of-a-bitch
I ain’t a loser and I ain’t no son-of-a-bitch
I ain’t a loser and I ain’t no son-of-a-bitch
Far too long you’ve done me wrong
I think it’s time a finally made the switch
I ain’t a loser and I ain’t no son-of-a-bitch
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Broke
04:48
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Broke
I got no money
Not very funny
Please tell me honey
Where is my money?
As you can see, I’ve got the skills
But they never seem to pay these bills
Death and taxes, these things are sure
And I ain’t never been much of an entrepreneur
I’m broke
I’m broke
I’m broke
I’m broke
There’s been a blunder
I’m going under
This daily plunder
Tell me, is it any wonder?
As you can see, I’ve got the skills
But they never seem to pay these bills
I’ve been to college, and I’ve learned some stuff
But that, that piece of paper just don’t mean enough
I’m broke
I’m broke
I’m broke
I’m broke
I’m slowly drowning
Check the accounting
All my tension is mounting
So I keep a-frowning
As you can see, I’ve got the skills
But they never seem to pay these bills
I get up early just to catch that worm
But my chronic condition seems to be long-term
I’m broke
I’m broke
I’m broke
I’m broke
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3. |
Twisted
03:26
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Twisted
There were many twists and turns out on the road
And there were times I thought my heart would soon explode
But I’m still here
Oh, I’m still here
When it came on down to a case of fight or flight
That’s when I fled the scene under cover of the night
But I’m back here
I’m right back here
I’m twisted and I won’t shed another tear
I’m twisted and I ain’t gonna disappear
I’m twisted, a reminder of your sordid past
I’m twisted and I’m coming for you last
Tossed into the ditch and left out there for dead
My soul it carried on, my heart just fucking bled
But I’m still
Oh, I’m still here
While you leave a trail of bruised and battle-scarred
My heart is growing soft, my fists are growing hard
And I’m still here
I’ll be right here
I’m twisted and I won’t shed another tear
I’m twisted and I ain’t gonna disappear
I’m twisted, a reminder of your sordid past
I’m twisted and I’m coming for you last
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4. |
Tougher Than Hell
04:00
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Tougher Than Hell
With double-minds and double-speak
And with a warmth that made him freeze
They spoke a curse to make him weak
They thought they’d bring him to his knees
But spoken curses did not light
And on his feet the man did stay
With lessons learned and the will to fight
He’s not the same as yesterday
Lessons learned in flames
Are lessons we learn well
And the resulting educated man becomes
Tougher than hell
That man he’s made of flesh and blood
But for you he will not bleed
Nor will he wallow in the mud
‘Cause you got nothing that he needs
That man has come down from your shelf
With lightning strike and thunder peal
Don’t think so highly of yourself
He’s got faith and knuckles made of steel
Lessons learned in flames
Are lessons we learn well
And on your dime that learned man became
Tougher than hell
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5. |
Bloody Knuckles
03:15
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Bloody Knuckles
Hey good buddy, I’m makin’ 10-25
I saw you at the rest stop trying to hide
And now I’m licking my chops to give you a ride
Got me a gag-ball in the sleeper that I want you to try
Oh, you can’t outrun me
No, you can’t outrun me
If you make me chase you, I’ll have to cause you pain
It’s how naive you looked and how you smiled when I looked down
When I get my way all you’ll have is blood and shame
And in the end you’ll have yourself to blame
Well, I can outhunt any hound dog alive
And little buddy, the chase makes me feel so right
I’ve got these scarred up knuckles made of solid steel
My beard on your neck – the last thing you’ll ever feel
Oh, you can’t outrun me
No, you can’t outrun me
If you make me chase you, I’ll have to cause you pain
It’s how naive you looked and how you smiled when I looked down
When I get my way all you’ll have is blood and shame
And in the end you’ll have yourself to blame
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6. |
Kiss This
03:49
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Kiss This
You don’t like my attitude – I don’t care
Think that I’m just too damned rude – I don’t care
Maybe I should just like down – I don’t think so
Movin’ outta your shantytown – Come on, let’s go
All the times you screwed my head
Are falling back on you instead
You say yes, but I say no
And now it’s time for you to go
You can jump up and kiss my ass
And while you’re down there
You can kiss this too
You don’t like my point-of-view – I don’t care
Everyone must be just like you and think like you - I don't care to
Hang my head and walk away? – I don’t think so
Maybe you wanna get in a scrape? – Come on, let’s go
All the times you screwed my head
Are falling back on you instead
You say yes, but I say no
And now it’s time for you to go
You can jump up and kiss my ass
And while you’re down there
You can kiss this too
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7. |
Hammerfist
04:03
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Hammer-Fist
Like a cyclone humming, you hear it coming
Like a juggernaut out of control
Like a cannon shot, it can’t be stopped
It’ll tear a hole through your soul
Like a hammer attack, your skull will crack
And still you’ll beg for more
You just can’t resist, this hammer-fist
Hammer-fist rock-n-roll
Hammer-fist, hammer-fist, hammer-fist rock-n-roll
You scream, you scream, you scream go-go-go
You beg, you beg, you beg more, more, more
Hammer-fist, hammer-fist, hammer-fist rock-n-roll
Like an earthquake shaking, there’s no mistaking
It’s a twelve on the Richter scale
Like a hurricane tearing, it’s overbearing
With a destiny to prevail
Like a blade come ripping, the blood is dripping
Like a psycho on parole
Like a conjugal visit, you’re gonna miss it
Hammer-fist rock-n-roll
Hammer-fist, hammer-fist, hammer-fist rock-n-roll
You scream, you scream, you scream go-go-go
You beg, you beg, you beg more, more, more
Hammer-fist, hammer-fist, hammer-fist rock-n-roll
It stalks near, eyes burning hot
It bears down on you, never to be stopped
Infinite power, screaming from the sky
You weep and cower, now you’re gonna die
Hammer-fist, hammer-fist, hammer-fist rock-n-roll
You scream, you scream, you scream go-go-go
You beg, you beg, you beg more, more, more
Hammer-fist, hammer-fist, hammer-fist rock-n-roll
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8. |
Motherfucker (For Love)
03:06
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Motherfucker (For Love)
Have you ever cast off your everything?
Have you ever lost sight of the words you sing?
Ever opened your mouth but had nothing to say?
Have you ever owed more than you could pay?
I’m guilty as I’m charged you see
Do you want the truth or just debris?
I’m a motherfucker
I’m a motherfucker
I’m a motherfucker
I’m a motherfucker
Motherfucker for love
Have you ever stuck a finger in that face?
Have you ever repossessed your rightful place?
Did you ever give the past the slip?
Have you ever dissolved the partnership?
The polling place will close at three
But I’ll have to vote by absentee
I’m a motherfucker
I’m a motherfucker
I’m a motherfucker
I’m a motherfucker
Motherfucker for love
You cannot bruise or make me bleed
You’ve been disarmed for I concede
I’m a motherfucker
I’m a motherfucker
I’m a motherfucker
I’m a motherfucker
Yes, I’m a motherfucker
That’s right, a motherfucker
I’m a big motherfucker
That’s right, a motherfucker
Motherfucker for love
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9. |
Wrinkle In Time
03:36
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Wrinkle in Time
To think you once had your hooks in me
To think that I once took the bait
To think I’d go each time you sent me
And make damn sure not to be late
Watch me – dropping you like luggage
Watch me – tossing you like trash
I’m leaving you just like it’s five o’clock on Friday
And I’ve just got time to get my paycheck cashed
You’re a wrinkle in time
You’re a shiver in my spine
You’re a wrinkle in time
Never more will you control me
Never more to acquiesce
Never more your words console me
Nothing more and nothing less
Guess what – the honeymoon is over
Guess what – the wedding’s over too
I’ve got the papers and they’ve all been signed
It was a long time coming, but it was way past due
You’re a wrinkle in time
Even though it was a crime
You’re a wrinkle in time
You’re a wrinkle in time
But I haven’t got a dime
You’re a wrinkle in time
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10. |
Is She Gonna...?
03:40
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Is She Gonna...?
Lately man, things have really sucked
And you don’t need a degree to notice things are fucked
Now she’s saying things and I don’t like the sound
I’m beginning to think that she don’t want me around
Now the sign outside says “fortune’s read”
So could you tell me the truth, is it as I dread?
Can you foresee?
Is she gonna leave me?
Set me free
Is she gonna leave me?
Screaming, fighting all day long
Don’t know where things went all wrong
I’ve got to admit it couldn’t get much worse
Now our relationship is in the back of a hearse
Although it may leave my heart in shards
Just give me the truth, what do you see in the cards?
Can you foresee?
Is she gonna leave me?
Set me free
Is she gonna leave me?
Now I’ll pay your fee in cash and I’ll try and stay calm
But tell me what do you see in the lines on my palm?
Can you foresee?
Is she gonna leave me?
Set me free
Is she gonna leave me?
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