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LIKE A RAT IN A HOLE!
VERSE
I'll never be the number one
'Cos it looks like shit, like a bad omen
Won't play the fool at my item's fun
Proving my right with mouth foaming
PRE-CHORUS
With wasted thirst you are ablazed
Roaming like a blindman,
Lost in your mind's eye
Restrictions've failed
And the lines're erased
If you're craving for wealth, you may try
CHORUS
So sell your mind, sell your brain!
Go sell your feelings, sell again!
Go sell your body and your soul
If you're stuck in crap like a rat in a hole!
VERSE 2
Who plays with your feelings just for fun
Ravaging mind, turning out your pockets
Who flirts but going you to gun
Intending to emty your rockets
PRE-CHORUS 2
My heart is broken down with pain
The main words were already spoken
So we live for gain's sake again
Everything is selling, avarice is choking
CHORUS 2
So sell your mind, sell your brain!
Go sell your feelings, sell again!
Go sell your useless body and your soul,
Once you lost control at all!
SOLO PAUL (2:05)
CHORUS 3
So sell your mind, sell your brain!
Go sell your feelings, sell again!
Go sell your body and your soul
If you're stuck in crap! ...
So sell your mind, sell your brain!
Go sell your feelings, sell again!
Go sell your useless body and your soul,
Once you lost control at all!
INTERLUDE
Like a rat in a hole!...
Like a rat!...
SOLO SERGE (3:02)
CHORUS 4
So sell your mind, sell your brain!
Go sell your feelings, sell again!
Go sell your body and your soul
If you're stuck in crap!...
So sell your mind, sell your brain!
Go sell your feelings, sell again!
Go sell your body and your soul
You are stuck in crap! Like a rat in a hole!
Music by Serge Chirkoff, Paul Staine.
Lyrics by Paul Staine.
DEAD HEAD
VERSE
When I see red
I'm going mad
I never know
What's better use to say
When I see brown
I'm feeling down
Advantage now
It seems is thrown away
PRE-CHORUS
Am I talking to you
Am I talking to friend
Am I talking to enemy lines
But they don't understand
You are killing my time
You are programming hate
You are urging on crime
You are not talking straight
CHORUS
My brain is dried!
My mind's denied!
My head is dead!
Dead is the head
The head is dead
SOLO SERGE (1:01)
VERSE 2
I've got enough
Your lying stuff
I never know
What's better use to say
I grab my gun
Let's do some fun
Advantage now
It seems is thrown away
PRE-CHORUS 2
Are you talking to me
Are you talking to friend
Are you talking to enemy lines
But they don't understand
I am killing your time
I am programming hate
I am urging on crime
'Cos I am talking straight
CHORUS 2
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Dead head!
SOLO PAUL (2:16)
SOLO SERGE (2:33)
PRE-CHORUS 3 (1)
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CHORUS 3
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FINAL WORDS
Don't let 'em down you
Don't let 'em kill
Don't let 'em thrill you
Don't let 'em break your will
Don't let 'em judge you
Don't let 'em fool
Don't let 'em crush you
Don't let 'em start to rule
SOLO PAUL (3:47)
SOLO SERGE (3:54)
Music by Serge Chirkoff, Paul Staine.
Lyrics by Paul Staine.
REGRESSIVE BY DEFAULT
VERSE
When a wild cat rends toy doggy
The law of nature, it's not for fun
When street children are cruel like killers
The liberty's sleeping, you better run!
We are still humans, we are still men
So why do we not compromise if we can?
Because we blench and we don't wanna see
That humanity is in jeopardy
Listening to the gorged high state chieves
Breaking down into abyss of false
You're becoming a hostage of own wrong naive believes
SOLO SERGE (2:14)
So under one common sky we live
Sharing the same air which we breathe
We have nothing each other to give
It was used only to be taken away
VERSE 2
Disclose your fucking nature
Regressive by default
You're falling in the rapture, dude
Just give your last assault, hahay!
No one will care for your thoughts
Leave your brain on your fucking shelf
Your rating comes to naught, man
You better kill yourself, go!
SOLO PAUL (1:44)
VERSE 3
Don't scare me
Don't thrill me
Don't vex me
Don't tell me all your lies
Don't fucking scare me
Don't fucking thrill me
Don't fucking vex me
Get out from my fucking way brainfucker
SOLO SERGE (2:14)
Regress!
VERSE 1 (REPEAT)
When a wild cat rends toy doggy
The law of nature, it's not for fun
When street children are cruel like killers
The liberty's sleeping, you better run!
We are still humans, we are still men
So why do we not compromise if we can?
Because we blench and we don't wanna see
That humanity is in jeopardy
Listening to the gorged high state chieves
Breaking down into abyss of false
You're becoming a hostage of own wrong naive believes
CODA
Time has come to muse
To turn it over on your mind
Take no more abuse
Now it is time to damn decide
Music by Serge Chirkoff, Paul Staine.
Lyrics by Paul Staine.