"Leave Them All Behind"

APOCALYPSE WHENEVER

Give me a shot of what the kids repell.
If it's lame to them, it's gotta suit me well.
And hand me a book that all their parents hate.
If it corrupts their kids I wanna see the bait.

CUZ I’VE HAD A LONG TIME OF WAIT.
AND NOBODY TRIED TO SET ME STRAIGHT.
GRANT ME A CHANGE FROM THIS LIFE OF GRIME.
APOCALYPSE WHENEVER, ANY TIME.

Give me inebriation of the scary kind.
Pour me a glass of what makes the drunks go blind.
And sell me a car that just guzzles gas.
EPA's worst nightmare's gotta kick some ass.

CUZ I’VE HAD A LONG TIME OF WAIT…

What the kids repell.
It’s gotta suit me well.
I’m gonna raise some hell.

APOCALYPSE WHENEVER, ANY TIME.

Give me an upper that just slows me down.
Play me some soul that has that death rock sound.
Rent me a movie with no reason or rhyme.
If nobody likes it, it should be worth my time.

CUZ I’VE HAD A LONG TIME OF WAIT…

What the kids repell…

APOCALYPSE WHENEVER, ANY TIME.

NO REGRETS

What doesn’t thrill you makes you weaker.
What doesn’t move you makes you bleaker.
Sleep with devil, give it one more try.
Don’t regret your safe life when you’re about to die.

Build it up and tear it down.
Bad decisions are abound.
Recreate and deconstruct.
Spin the chamber, try your luck.

You need an urge to find a whole new feeling.
Might want your head to pulverize the ceiling.
The fastest action and the highest stakes.
We ain’t got much time for christ sakes.

Build it up and tear it down…

NO REGRETS, JUST LET IT FLY.
CAN’T JUST SIT’N WATCH DAYS GO BY.
NO REGRETS IS WHAT I LIVE BY.
CAN’T SIT AND WATCH DAYS GO BY.

Make it happen, it’s my final will.
Become a sucker for that rushing chill.
No regrets and no repent.
Buy a used parachute, don’t pay the rent.

Build it up and tear it down…

NO REGRETS, JUST LET IT FLY…

SAW IT COMIN’

You got me so in check,
you´ve got your eyes on me all the time
from when I rise to when I hit the deck.

When the going’s already gone,
you keep the track on one and all,
you always have that radar switched on.

START A LIFE ON YOUR OWN,
I WON’T THROW THE DOG A BONE.
YOU CAN’T TEAR MY WORLD APART.
I SAW IT COMING FROM THE START.
PUT THE WEIGHT BACK ON MY BACK.
TELL ’EM ALL I’M OFF THE TRACK.

You know exactly when I’m lit,
you got a spotlight right on me,
your peering eyes just don’t know when to quit.

The scandalseeker is on a roll,
you ruin the fun when I’m in my prime,
when it’s my right to get out of control.

START A LIFE ON YOUR OWN…
BUT YOU CAN’T TEAR MY WORLD APART.
CUZ I SAW IT COMIN’ FROM THE START.

You got me so in check…
The scandalseeker is on a roll…

START A LIFE ON YOUR OWN…
BUT YOU CAN’T TEAR MY WORLD APART.
CUZ I SAW IT COMIN’ FROM THE START.

GODSPEED

Eat fire, now you give it one last try.
See high flames soaring right into the sky.
Got a deathwish so you rev it up again.
No hope, you’re numb to all the pain.

Live fast, and the hazards multiply.
Out of question that a fluke will stand you by.
Heat strikes and smarting out your eyes.
Keep cool when your front is on the rise.

GODSPEED – GOT A MESS ABOUT TO BLOW.
GODSPEED – WHERE EVER YOU MAY GO.

Scared stiff, hope that luck is on your side.
Jump right in with disaster as your bride.
Peaking out like a missle on the hunt.
Jalopy rider with a penchant for a stunt.

Break down, in a sea of oil and flames.
Add one more to the long list of names.
Made a try with hot skates on thin ice.
Snake eyes on your tumblin’ dice.

GODSPEED – GOT A MESS ABOUT TO BLOW…

Eat fire, now you give it one last try…

GODSPEED – GOT A MESS ABOUT TO BLOW…

ON ALL EIGHT

Loud, primal and ferocious.
Hungry for a chunk out of that road.
Stripped, wide and obnoxious.
A brawler with no extra load.

IF YOU THINK YOU’VE HIT THE JACKPOT
AND THAT I’LL CROSS THE LINE TOO LATE
YOU KNOW THAT NICE GUYS FINISH LAST
WHEN I FIRE ON ALL EIGHT.

Hot, clean and unrelenting.
Reverberating thunder in the night.
Bad, mad and torque presenting.
Accelerating screaming streak of light.

IF YOU THINK YOU’VE HIT THE JACKPOT…

Rough, tough and never-breaking.
Stuck to the roadway just like glue.
Sleek, tweaked and hood shaking.
Wrung-out demon coming through.

IF YOU THINK YOU’VE HIT THE JACKPOT…

MEGATON SHAKEDOWN

Shaking from slack and the usual crap.
Stripping you down with unrevealed smack.
Tell us you're back with some other spark.
Just let us begin we're back in the dark .

Shaking from sighs from the beloved night.
Cranking with fumes and noone’s in sight.
Peeling off chrome and setting is done.
Tonight it all goes with some unruly fun.

TAKE ANOTHER FOOL’S ADVICE.
AN UNREPENTANT SINNER’S VICE.
HIT ’EM HARDER IT’S ALRIGHT.
IT’S MEGATON SHAKEDOWN NIGHT.

Shaking the shack it’s my own neon trap.
With gunshot spirit this head’s ’bout to snap.
Catch you off guard it’s a perfectly good plan.
A human Zoo keeper in a rusty sedan.

TAKE ANOTHER FOOL’S ADVICE…

Shaking from slack and the usual crap…

TAKE ANOTHER FOOL’S ADVICE…

OUTLAW

Can't stop for the city, many miles to the promised land.
Slowly slippin' and sweat drippin', I've tried to tell you but you don't understand.

I'M GOIN' AWAY, I WON'T BE BACK.
YOU'LL NEVER CATCH ME CUZ I'M WAY UP TRACK.
TODAY THERE'S NOTHING LEFT TO SAY BUT GOODBYE. OUTLAW.

My body's tired and my hands bleed, my mind is racing to a different speed.
Final fear is drawing near, get closer and I'm out of here.

I'M GOIN' AWAY, I WON'T BE BACK.
YOU'LL NEVER CATCH ME CUZ I'M WAY UP TRACK.
TODAY THERE'S NOTHING LEFT TO SAY BUT GOODBYE. OUTLAW.

TAILLIGHTS DISAPPEAR

My thoughts wander back to a time and a place.
When power was cheap and a worker could race.
Now I’m stuck in a time with no style and no soul.
It feels like I’m dragged down a dirty old road.

A return to the basics and a loan I can pay.
To shut down flashy Beemers any ol’ day.
I want maximum fun for a reasonable price.
I don’t want to be trapped in a box that looks ”nice”.

I WANT A RIDE THAT CAN TAKE ME OUT OF HERE.
GIVE ME SOME GAS AND I’M HANGING OUT THE REAR.
I WANT A RIDE THAT CAN TAKE ME OUT OF HERE.
I WANT ’EM TO SEE MY TAILLIGHTS DISAPPEAR.

”But gas’s so expensive, it costs a fortune per mile”.
Says average maggots with no spirit and style.
”The clutch is so hard and it rattles my nerves”.
Just give me more juice, I won’t drive in no curves.

My thoughts wander back to a time and a place…

I WANT A RIDE THAT CAN TAKE ME OUT OF HERE…

BENDERBOUND

Wasted on blind pig, crawling into the sun.
On the brink of a seizure, what I have done?
Signed up for a bender and a full scale slip.
It’s been to long since I lost my grip.

I’M ARMED TO THE TEETH WITH PURE DEPRAVATION.
AND I’M HEADING FOR A BINGE WITH NO HESITATION.
GOTTA GET A CHANGE FROM MY SOBER STATE.
I’M BENDERBOUND CUZ IT’S TOO LATE, TOO LATE.

So tired of the pressure and the be-nice-feel.
I cook up something dangerous for my dinner meal.
I’m ready for whatever, and to cross the line.
Electricity and water, don’t they mix just fine?

I’M ARMED TO THE TEETH WITH PURE DEPRAVATION…

When it comes to mayhem, I’m the real McCoy.
And one thing is dead set, I head out to destroy.
I’m locked and loaded and the target is me.
You can find some crazy fuckers in my familytree.

Wasted on blind pig, crawling into the sun…

I’M ARMED TO THE TEETH WITH PURE DEPRAVATION…

BUSY DOING NOTHING

I’m a buzzing fountain of spirituality.
And you can call me the king of inactivity.
Right now I have something in the works.
Gotta get out of my bed and I tell you it hurts.

I HAVE ALWAYS TRIED TO DO THE BEST I COULD
SLOWING DOWN THE PACE AND DOING IT GOOD

I AM BUSY DOING NOTHING
I’M A MAN THAT NEVER ACTS.
I AM BUSY DOING NOTHING
MAN, CAN I RELAX.

I’ve tried to push my efforts to the hilt
Cuz people tend to cram me full of guilt.
But they don’t know that I work for five.
When I slam my brilliant mind into overdrive.

I HAVE ALWAYS TRIED TO DO THE BEST I COULD…

I AM BUSY DOING NOTHING…

I guess you’ve never seen one take it this slow.
What have I done this week, I don’t know.
Soon there’s a fresh week coming to my bed.
And I’ll be ready to keep working in my head.

I HAVE ALWAYS TRIED TO DO THE BEST I COULD…

I AM BUSY DOING NOTHING…

BAD MAN

Well he was born under a bad sign and livin’ much the same.
Way up in the badlands, just too goddamn wild to tame.
He got stuck in that rut from not knowing other ways.
Now he can tear out your spine with precision and grace.

An outlaw under God, an area under one.
He’s always aware of the things you’ve done.

One-man judge and jury, and one man terror squad.
Escape into the swamps, he will wade on through the mud.
He’s got his bed placed so he gets out on the wrong side.
It’s all ’bout being mean, this man is doublewide.

An outlaw under God...

LAY LOW, THE WORD IS ON THE TOWN.
THERE GOES A BAD MAN.
THERE IS MADNESS TO GO DOWN.

THIS IS TRULY WAR

Curfew traps you in your den.
Dragged through hell, then back again.
Nightmare scenes when man destroys,
Wounded people makes a terrible noise.

FORGET THE THINGS YOU’VE KNOWN BEFORE
FORGET THE THINGS YOU’VE KNOWN BEFORE
CUZ THIS IS TRULY WAR.

A change of the pace to the absurd.
There’s bombshell landing on the curb.
A reap the whirlwind type display
The dogs of war have the final say.

FORGET THE THINGS YOU’VE KNOWN BEFORE…

Your breathing in some air that chokes.
This ain’t no joke, this ain’t no hoax.
Get used to a whole new kind of worry
Napalm showers is a different story.

FORGET THE THINGS YOU’VE KNOWN BEFORE…

DRIVEN TO DRINK

Driven to drink.

I wake up every day.
The urge hasn’t gone away.
My eyeballs are bloodred.
I can’t remember what I said.

My drink is always laced , to boost my shitfaced ways.
Pour me another one, feels like the damage done.

Driven to drink.

Been raiding all the bars.
Got a bunch of barfight scars.
I’m ready for another round.
Soon it’s spining safe and sound.

My drink is always laced…

I fall out on the streets.
Out of those sweaty sheets.
Soon I flash my whiskey grin.
A night of chaos can begin.

My drink is always laced…

Driven to drink

My drink is always laced…

TAKE YOU DOWN

Break it off, you no-good clown.
You might wanna get your ass out of town.
Chicken legs got nothing on me.
You’ll hit the ground before I count to three.

Haulin’ ass - take you down.
Got no class - take you down.
Jaw of glass - take you down.
You get my treatment when I take you down.

If you want trouble I know just the thing.
Get in my way and get a baseball swing.
I earned my balls down at the liquor store.
My head’s a cylinder, you made the bore.

Haulin’ ass - take you down…

Got a knapsack full of dirty tricks.
A natural nemesis of annoying hicks.
You chewing asphalt is beyond doubt.
Nobody’s fool will make your light go out.
I’m pushing whippings at a discount price.
Deliver damage to be more precise.

Break it off you no-good clown…

Haulin’ ass - take you down…

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