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Stick
01:37
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Get hip quick this shit’s legit: stick it to the man
That’s just the start of it, stick it to the man
That’s what I call stickin’ it to the man
Peace & love, sister brother stick it to the man
Up against the wall motherfucker, stick it to the man
Kick out the jams, stick it to the man
It’s all part of Nature’s plan
Like you gotta bite the hand
Sabotage their fear machine, stick it to the man
Rewrite the final scene, stick it to the man
No in-between stick it to the man
Know what I mean? Stick it to the man
Stick it to the man Oh man oh man
Man oh man oh man
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Waffen Haus
01:32
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Achtung! Sieg heil! There’s another every mile
Achtung! Und Ihn. Dude pulled out an AR-15
Achtung! Zeitgeist, alt-right eats there Sunday nights
Achtung! Was los? That’s ‘cause Chik Fil-A is closed
Waffen Haus, Waffen Haus, komm gehen wir heraus
Achtung! Was gibt? Gun-Totin’ motorists
Achtung! Komm mit! Setting up a drive-by hit
Achtung! Macht Schnell. Picking up the shells
Achtung! Toot sweet. Lady threw up on my feet
Waffen Haus, Waffen Haus, mopping up the ralph
Achtung! Bring cash. Bad place to dine and dash
Achtung! Nicht gut. Strictly third-rate greasy food
Achtung! Danke Schön, past the point of no return
Achtung! Das ist, totally got 86’d
Waffen Haus, Waffen Haus, institution of the South
I want a scattered hamlet, extra cheese
Texas toast between your knees
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Uncle Dude
02:55
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Mom left him in charge, now we’re living large
Hangin’ out with Uncle Dude
Ridin’ in the ‘Stang, pickin’ up the slang
Hangin’ out with Uncle Dude
Uncle Dude, Uncle Dude Stewed, screwed & tattooed
Uncle Dude, Uncle Dude He’s in a party mood
Checks his mullet in the mirror, bought us porno mags & beer
Hangin’ out with Uncle Dude
He’s a friend indeed; think he’s dealing speed?
Hangin’ out with Uncle Dude
Uncle Dude, Uncle Dude Gives lots of latitude
Uncle Dude, Uncle Dude Gotta love his attitude
Pullin’ out the electric clippers, makin’ groceries with the strippers
Hangin’ out with Uncle Dude
Don’t give him any guff, see that ankle cuff?
Do not fuss with Uncle Dude
It’s kinda complicated, not sure if we’re related
I’m a lot like Uncle Dude
He wants a subsidy so Mom gave up custody
Now we stay with Uncle Dude
Uncle Dude, Uncle Dude Children’s Services approved!
Uncle Dude, Uncle Dude Likes to BBQ the food
Hangin’ out with Uncle Dude
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Judy
02:31
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She was a girl from Birmingham, got hold of the Koran
She self-radicalized, that’s one way to meet some guys
first stop: Lebanon, sent a post card to her mom
next stop: Palestine, desert sun, weather’s fine
third stop: it’s Damascus, any question you can ask us
last stop: aint it great? Life in the Islamic state
Oh no Jihad Judy, you better shake your booty
Oh no Jihad Juday, you gotta do your duty
No going home, no going home, oh no
Allah has a lot of prayer mats, Allah needs more teenage mall rats
Buy the ticket, take the ride, Judy is an ISIS Bride
first stop: boot camp, let ‘er rub the magic lamp
next stop: she’s the fastest, used to be a Southern Baptist
third stop: flat back, serving Islam in the sack
last stop: she’s late, babies for the Caliphate
Oh no Jihad Judy, tell your paw-paw and your nana
Oh no Jihad Judy, can’t come back to Alabama
Oh no Jihad Judy, You should try the Taliban
Oh no Jihad Judy, can’t go back to Birmingham
No going home, no going home, where you gonna go?
I don’t know, oh no.
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Zero Million
03:09
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I’m here day and night
I’m here picking fights
I’m here wrong or right
I get zero million likes
and it’s all lies, let’s incentivize
c’mon, c’mon, wanna take your shot?
c’mon, c’mon, that’s all you got?
c’mon, c’mon, before prices spike
c’mon, c’mon, zero million likes
Where’s my ladies? Where’s my guys?
Guys I gotta monetize
Everything is supersized
Everything’s been weaponized
Oh, it’s who you know, my metrics blow
c’mon, c’mon, it’s just you and me
c’mon, c’mon, feel the futility
c’mon, c’mon, see how the numbers trend
c’mon, c’mon, zero million friends
Oh my neck, oh my back
Oh my anxiety attack
Oh my back, oh my neck
Oh my lack of self-respect
It came and went, now it all makes sense
c’mon, c’mon, shit has hit the fan
c’mon, c’mon, like I should give a damn
c’mon, c’mon, wanna try your luck?
c’mon, c’mon, zero million bucks
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Murderbot
01:49
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My baby’s smoking hot, she pilots Murderbots
Don’t get ahead of her, she flies the Predator
Murderbots for freedom NOW, all the freedom they’ll allow
Murderbots for freedom, dude, high at cruising altitude
Murderbots for freedom, man, Helping out Afghanistan
Murderbots for freedom, yo, here she comes look out below
My baby’s thinking quick, natural on the stick
She executes flight plan, I’m just the family man
Murderbots for freedom, Mom, she really drops the bomb
Murderbots for freedom, Dad, best war we ever had
Murderbots for freedom, Gran, finally gonna bomb Iran
Murderbots for freedom, “Bob,” my girlfriend HAS a job
She’s got a job, thanks, Murderbot
Salute and pray, Ali, that’s air superiority
Your lucky day, Muhammed, liberated by my baby mama
Murderbots for freedom, Guy, everybody has to die
Murderbots are NOT free, cost a billion, with a “B”
Murderbots for freedom, Boy, all that freedom we enjoy
Murderbots for freedom fly, my gal says it’s a lie
And it’s a lie, thanks Murderbot
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Done
02:37
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Thought we might get along
That was nice, I was wrong
That just leaves self-preservation
Thought we might get ahead
It was something else instead
It never was the situation
don’t know how to tell you son it’s all over and done
don’t know how to tell you friend it’s all come to an end
never going back again
It was all a bust
Now can you adjust?
Here on out, things are getting harder
Comes as no surprise
We’re supposed to work & die
Always thought that we were smarter
don’t know how to tell you child get your papers filed
don’t know how to tell you son it’s all over and done
we thought it’d just begun
don’t mis-under-estimate
time’s up & it’s way too late
Seems we had it good
It was always understood
Somebody was gonna throw the lever
Waste no tears to cry
It was mostly made of lies
Nothing lasts forever
don’t know how to tell you son it’s all over and done
don’t know how to tell you girl that world’s gone out of reach
let’s step into the breach
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F It
02:04
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I used to be concerned
Now I let it burn
I’m saying fuck it
Used to work and such
Never got us much
We’re saying fuck it
America says fuck it
Oh it’s going great
We know who to hate
But we’re above it
Use to talk a lot
‘Bout the Haves and Have-a-Nots
Ah just say fuck it
America says fuck it
Hear your country’s call:
Motherfuck all y’all
Evidence of common sense
All coincidence
Can be misleading
Here we are again
Get the Ventolin
‘Cause he ain’t breathing
Be light of heart
Your phone is smart
Until you brick it
We’re Minnesota nice
Underneath all black ice
We’ll punch your ticket
America says fuck it
America says
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ABUSEMENTS Montgomery, Alabama
Punk Rock Band from Montgomery AL. (L-R) Wil Evans/guitar, Dominique Bradley/drums, DJ Fake Name/mouth, Lyra Stephens/bass, Jay Hensley/guitar. Founded 2017. Physical media including Blu-Ray/DVD, CDs and vinyl available.
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