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Metal O'Clock

by Henry Metal

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there was a time when perhaps i wasn't clear but let me clear the air in case i misspoke, trying to be nice let me be precise in case you feel that i do, be advised i don't i don't care and should you think that i will please rest assured i won't cause i don't care i won't join the majority i won't obey your authority i don't accept your priorities cause i don't care i don't believe anything you say i won't fall for your giveaways i wont be part of your judgement day cause i don't care you think i need you to save me you think you're going to enslave me you think your might makes you right you think these things but i don't care think i'm a slave to break in? i say that you're mistaken you'd better reawaken to the fact that i don't care say whatever you wanna say but i will not be explained away and i certainly won't obey cause i don't care you think i need you to save me you think you're going to enslave me you think your money makes you right you think these things but i don't care your whole life is a joke your whole world is a hoax you think i need you to agree? you must be kidding me... GO... i won't join the majority i won't obey your authority i don't accept your priorities cause i don't care i don't believe anything you say i won't fall for your giveaways i wont be part of your judgement day cause i don't care you think i need you to save me you think you're going to enslave me you think your money makes you right you think these things but i don't care i don't care... i don't care... i don't care
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thrash... thrash... thrash... get off your ass it's time to blast you were sworn to because you were born to it's time to blast!! thrash... thrash... thrash... off are the bets zero regrets answer the call fuck it all answer the call... so get up off your candy ass and decide to fucking thrash thrash your head... thrash your head now that you know the right way to go you know it's a gas when you learn to thrash thrash... thrash... thrash... time has come to get it done in blood we swear to bang our hair in blood we swear.... so get up off your candy ass and simply begin to fucking thrash thrash your head... thrash your head watch the fire, touch the flames see the truth, forget the names though it's hot this too shall pass with Satan's spike up your ass thrash... now you know the way to go it's a gas when you learn to thrash you've been waiting far too long to bang your head to a metal song so won't you get up off that candy ass and make the simple decision to fucking thrash... thrash! thrash your head... thrash your head...
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Holy shit, never seen anything like this before And it looks like they come from the North Holy fuck, be they demons? Crashing upon our shores Dang, what do we do? Looks like they're gonna run us through... Ancient Vikings, badass brawlers Fighting big league for entrance to Valhalla Kickin' ass and so the story goes Disposing of adversarial foes Hell from the North has now come forth... Odin thoust beard so long Odin thoust sorcery strong Honor thy decree Friend to the Valkyrie Takin' zero shit from times of old Wisdom sharp and hammer bold With valor we shall fight and die On we march through the winter sky Hell from the North has now come forth... Odin thoust beard so long Odin thoust sorcery strong Honor thy decree Friend to the Valkyrie Oh shit... no time to prepare Fuck... looks like they're here Hordes of ships as thick as flies Descend upon your shores, they yell "surprise!" Grabbing up all your jewels and pearls swiping all of your hottest girls Odin thoust hammer strong Odin thoust cock so long Honor thy decree Friend to the Valkyrie
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All the things have come to pass now Foretold by the runes Lying here in the cool grass The bloodied bodies strewn May Goddess Freyja find me Under the pale moon As I offer up to her My last tune... Now we see what the seers saw The blood runs red From the land of the snows Comes the hammer That makes you dead Divine Goddess, I beseech you To remember my name Above the smoke of war Your field awaits the slain For the love of Freyja I battle on To find embrace in her bosom Her soldier son On the field Folkvangr Where the lost get found Blood bursts from her fingers Run down to the ground... This bloody axe that I wield Is the cure for our disease Our own daughters never had So much as these Now I drift from the battle cries I can feel your light I search hard for my last breath I clutch your picture tight For the love of Freyja I battle on To find embrace in her bosom Her soldier son On the field Folkvangr Where the lost get found Blood bursts from her fingers Run down to the ground... This bloody axe I wield Is the cure for our disease Cause our own daughters Never had so much as these Us boys from the northern lands Remember tales told Could crush any enemy To dry your tears of gold For the love of Freyja I battle on To find embrace in her bosom Her warrior sons On the field Folkvangr Where the lost get found Blood bursts from her fingers Run down to the ground...
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They're gonna keep me safe Up on the airplane By stealing my face cream and putting me through the cancer machine Thank God for the government to bring us bombs and war Thank God for the government to keep us dumb and poor They're gonna give me rules To help me obey Tell me the good things I can think and say They're gonna give me the news So I know what to fear They're gonna choose What I can see and hear Thank God for the government to bring us bombs and war Thank God for the government to keep us stupid and poor Thank God for our leaders Who sing like whores Make our lives a living hell and have us begging for more Please keep me safe from the hell That I pay taxes to create And please protect me from the guns That you sell and make I thank God for those special humans Who educate me And thank the Lord for elected leaders Who give me a place to be Thank God for the government To keep us always at war And for telling us all the reasons Why we must be divided and torn
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I live to purchase, I live to purchase junk If you can put it into a box that I want... I am the earthworm sifting the cosmic dust I live for trinkets this is a a fact you can trust Acquiring garbage Is the way that I seek to win Lotions and potions And things that will help my skin Cars and new houses Give me security Just how they do this Remains an obscurity Life is a game and I want the credit If I do not get it then I regret it Oh, I'm addicted to junk Matter is the only thing that matters to me There are winners and losers Life is a game of chance When I see a new toy It puts me in a trance If it isn't on sale I'll just wait til it is Cause payin' full retail Is not the best way to do biz The less that I need it the higher I weight it The fact that I paid it is the proof that I made it Oh, I'm addicted to junk Matter is the only thing that matters to me Try... try... try... Buy... buy... buy... Oh, I'm addicted to junk Matter is the only thing that matters to me Try it, I wanna buy it The only thing that matters to me
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Boom... This a song 'bout getting messed up Just a little ditty 'bout getting drunk Just a little song about getting crunk This is a song 'bout getting messed up The time has come to throw the gauntlet down I'm going downtown to grab a bag of brown I'm gonna stick my face in a pile of coke 'til I look like a clown I'm gonna drink a bottle of Scotch until I drown This a song 'bout getting messed up This is a tune about getting crunk Just a little ditty 'bout getting drunk This is a song 'bout getting messed up Just to give you some idea I'm gonna shove a pile of drugs in a tortilla and eat This a song 'bout getting messed up Little tune about getting crunk Little ditty 'bout getting drunk This is a song 'bout getting messed up The time has come to relieve a bit o' stress Gonna smoke some crystal meth and hit the bench press Gonna snort some bath salts and then debate Whether to go down to Florida and eat somebody's face This a song 'bout getting messed up Little tune about getting drunk Little ditty 'bout getting crunk This is a song 'bout getting messed up Just to give you some idea I'm gonna stuff a pile of drugs in a tortilla I'm getting more messed up than I need to And I may wake up in Crimea With gonorrhea Solo! I've been told to just say no But that was before I drank an entire case of Merlot I'm getting more messed up tonight than I need to And I may wake up in Crimea with gonorrhea Ate three percosets and 2 ecstasy Crankin' the tunes in hi-fidelity Enjoying vicodin in perpetuity Lookin' forward to a pancreatectomy ...Just kidding...
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Now... We will explore... The possibilities... For your face I wanna be young forever but I do not like my nose I also do not like my chin, so what do you propose? I'll have them chop it off and fix me up a new one And if I am unhappy you know that I'll be suin' I'm tired of lookin' like such a piece of poo So get me in the computer and do what you gotta do Plastic surgery is the guarantee You wanna be in the greatest shape but consume too many crepes? Science has found a way to remove excess parfait They can just chop it off or they can suck it out Too much beef stroganoff? There is no need to pout You tired of lookin' like such a piece of poo? Let 'em get the permanent marker and show you what they gonna do Plastic surgery is the guarantee That I will always be a thing of sweet beauty Get the permanent marker and draw that shit on right Make your incision and pull back that flap tonight Remove the tissue, be sure to make that shit tight When I walked in my face was fucked But now we'll make it right! I'm tired of lookin' like a piece of fuckin' shit So put me in the computer and let's get on with it! Plastic surgery is the guarantee Of immortality and of beauty

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released August 29, 2017

Artwork by An3mic

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