All lyrics by Green Andy, sadly.
Detect. Destroy.
I am looking
Through the pieces
Of what used to
Be my chest and torso, thinking that it doesn't
Even look re-
Motely lifelike
To me
Was I ever fooling anyone?
I am a bad replica
Now the soldiers
Getting closer
There's no time to
Make repairs and try to camouflage the damage
They'll detect it
And destroy me
Won't they?
Was I ever fooling anyone?
I am a bad replica
Lights go out
Getting dim
No way out
State I'm in
I am looking
Through the pieces
Of what used to
Be my chest and torso, thinking that it doesn't
Even look re-
Motely lifelike
To me
Was I ever fooling anyone?
I am a bad replica
Make repairs and try to camouflage
For all of the good that it does
A Homebound 65-Year-Old Woman With Chronic Constipation
When you wake you know there's no help
Have to figure it out for yourself
Know it's time to go but your body's stalling
Time is running out, hurry or else
Decades ago it was a different situation
Try to act tough like there's no trouble
Your intestines work fine, but there it ends
It affects everything you do
You inspire pity and contempt in all your friends
Decades ago it was a different situation
Life isn't what it used to be
Even the delivery man can tell
This is one prison you'll never escape
Your bowels have become your own private hell
Decades ago it was a different situation
Now you're a homebound 65-year-old woman with chronic constipation
You Love You, I Hate You
You love you
I hate you
You love you
Fuck you
I don't want to hear it if you're totally adjusted
If you've got no problem keeping your self-loathing well in check
I think healthy, happy outlooks are disgusting and revolting
When I see your non-disorder then it really makes me sick
You love you
I hate you
You love you
Fuck you
(2X)
Are you aware your lack of problems is endearing you to no one?
We all vomit when we hear that you just love the way you are
You're supposed to cringe a little when you look into the mirror
Not parade around in front of it pretending you're a star
You love you
I hate you
You love you
Fuck you
It's a fact that I'm the normal one, hate everything about me
If you had a fucking clue you'd hate yourself the same way too
But you're a goddamn stinking idiot who thinks that there's no problem
Well, there's two big fucking problems and the second one is you
You love you
I hate you
You love you
Fuck you
Slower Death
So pleased with yourself
Think you're a hero
But every day
It still gets nearer
All you did
With your smug condescension
Was buy use more time
To hear you lecture
It's just a slower death
What did you gain
With your selfless efforts?
An extra six months
Before your last words
And still a planet
Bursting with people
All of them wasting
What you tried to keep from them
It's just a slower death
If you really want
To help conservation
You'll need to bring down
The earth's population
Would you be so eager
To save and to give
If they called you
The worst murderer who ever lived?
You want a slower death
Violent Answer
There's no problem
That can't be solved
With a properly-aimed fist
Even the problems
Caused by the fist
Can be solved by the fist
Six Hour Erection
Seemed too good to be true
Know I don't know what to do
Waiting
Waiting
Waiting
Waiting
When will it end?
Can't go out without causing a stir
It's too much for me, and it's too much for her
Waiting
Should I see a doctor?
Should I call for help?
Has this ever happened
To anyone else?
Waiting
Engorged with blood, as hard as a rock
It's my cock
I don't know how to end it, don't know how much longer I can stand it
For one quarter of a day
My erection has stayed
Should I put it on ice?
Seek medical advice?
Feels like it's getting stronger, I can't stand it any longer
Waiting
I've got a six hour erection
Now I'm searching Craigslist
For a missed connection
Vegetable Violence
Lots of time
Easily bored
Started a fight in the coma ward
Vegetable violence!
Human club
Human shield
Give them wounds that they can't feel
Vegetable violence!
Pushed a gurney
Down the stairs
He can't wake up so he's still there
Vegetable violence!
Used to have
Just bed sores
Now they're part of our private war
Vegetable violence!
Victory
Is getting closer
But visiting hours are almost over
Vegetable violence!
Duck Duck Death
Seven suckers sitting in a circle
Seven necks, waiting for the blade to fall
Seven people, who will be the one?
Seven players, I wish I could choose them all
You, I choose you
Duck duck death
Round and round, I follow the circle
Touch you once on the head and I pass you by
But coming up soon is the moment of choice
When the person I touch is the person to die
You, I choose you
Duck duck death
And now it's a chase around the circle
Everyone else breathes a sigh of relief
They watch with joy as the axe falls on you
But their pleasure has a dark streak of terror beneath
You, I choose you
Duck duck death
The round is over, but the game's just begun
The blade awaits to reach out to you all
Six suckers left sitting in a circle
Six necks waiting for the blade to fall
You, I choose you
Duck duck death
I Hope It Hurts
I hope it hurts
From the moment that the sun stings your eyes
To the thousand tiny insults that you have to take as you realize
You lack the power to extract your revenge
Over the masses that insist and demand
That all your dignity is food for the damned
And that you can't escape as hard as you try
Because this tawdry state is how you will die
I hope it hurts
That each injustice will go on for all time
And that this ladder is a ladder that you haven't got the power to climb
You're gonna stay right where you are til you die
With your head bowed down and ass cheeks spread wide
You're just the plaything of the man in the sky
But by the time he loses interest in you
You'll be too old to start the journey anew
I know it hurts
To think of all the opportunities pissed away
And how there's nothing left to see you through the tiny bit of time you have left today
And death's the only thing that's left on your plate
You have to watch yourself decay and just wait
For sweet oblivion to stifle the pain
It's the waiting for the end that's the worst
And like the rest of your life, I hope it hurts
Face First…Curbed
Face first, curbed
You're gonna get what's coming to you
Face first, curbed
You're out of chances, there's nothing to do
I can't believe that you thought you could run
You really thought you were the special one
No one else made any trouble for us
No one else decided to betray our trust
Face first, curbed
I hope you're not too attached to your teeth
Face first, curbed
Soon they'll be scattered on the fucking street
Was it worth it, your cheap little scam
Was half your face worth your backhanded plan
And now you're begging to apologize
Now that the concrete is before your eyes
Face first, curbed
Retribution is the name of our law
Face first, curbed
And now you have to eat your meals through a straw
Face first, curbed
You're gonna get what's coming to you
Face first, curbed
You're out of chances, there's nothing to do
Light a Match
If the world went dark today
I could take it
If the world went dark today
I could handle it
Light a match
Don't curse the darkness
Light a match
Enjoy the solitude
If the sun, it went away
I won't be bothered
If the sun, it went away
I've got no problem
Light a match
That's all the light I need
Light a match
My eyes can take it
If the dark was everywhere
I could adjust
If the dark was everywhere
I'd make it work
Light a match
Not even candles
Light a match
I'll see just fine
Like Hell
Naturally fucked, no chance of getting out of this one
So I may as well dig in and make the best of it.
Turning, twitching, trying to find a comfortable position
But they're all equally painful.
Like a million other people all trying for the same seat on the bus.
Like a football game that never ends.
Like a centipede's existence.
I try hard to maintain my equilibrium
But there's always a distraction and always someone else who thinks they have it worse
And they're usually right.
That's how it is and that's how it will be, so there's no point in complaining.
Twisting, rearranging, reorganizing, but it's the same problems over and over again
There's just too many of us and nobody's ever going to go away.
That's how it is and that's how it will be, so there's no point in complaining.
That's how it is and that's how it will be, so there's no point in complaining.
Twisting, rearranging, reorganizing, but it's the same problems over and over again
There's just too many of us and nobody's ever going to go away.
That's how it is and that's how it will be, so there's no point in complaining.
When the Children Taste Blood
When the night is at its darkest
There's a grim note in the air
It's a time for doors to be locked
And curtains drawn
Because the children can be seduced
By the howl of the hungry wolf
And when you least expect it, their bloodlust
Will turn on
When the children taste blood
They want more, they always want more
The son and daughter you thought you knew
Is gone forever more
They can't be reasoned with, just sated
They want your flesh and they want your blood
They're like a force of nature
Trying to unlock your door
That crimson taste of iron
It drives their little minds insane
Their childish dreams replaced
With a craving lust for gore
When the children taste blood
The supply can never meet demand
The day of the death of all that you know
Is at hand
When the children taste blood
They want more, they always want more
The son and daughter you thought you knew
Is gone forever more
Halley Where Are You?
I need to see Halley's Comet
Right this second
So it can dictate my
Every action
I can't make a move without
Consulting my stellar lord
When he says kill, I kill
When he says bow I drop to the floor
Oh Halley, lord of my life, light of my day
Where are you?
I can't make my own decisions
I don't know what to do
You give me strength and wisdom
Your sacred tail shows me the way
Halley's Comet made me
The man I am today
Halley where are you?