Utter Bastard : Utter Bastard

Death Grind / USA
(1996 - 625 Thrashcore)
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1. BEER PICNIC

Alone we sit on this hill
Drinking up 'til we get our fill
We maybe losers with no friends
No girls in sight masterbate again

Got the beers from safeway.
Hike up to turtle hill.
Those stairs are a joke.
Stumble back to our ride.
Drunk as fuck with no pride.
Hope the pigs don't pull us over.

Driving home fully loaded
Passes out fully clothed
Hung over this ain't right
More beer, another beer picnic tonight.


2. PIECE OF SHIT

You suck why do you try?
No one cares if you live or die!

Fuck you piece of shit
Fuck you piece of shit
Fuck you piece of shit
Die!

Forcing friendships
That aren't real
Don't understand
About the real deal
I look at you and I fucking puke.


3. MACHO MAN

Enter the ring you won't win.
He's the macho man king of everything.
Slim Jim in hand spicy juicy beef.
Eat too many find some bowel relief.


4. FIVE FINGER DISCOUNT

Have no money just my backpack.
Five finger discount is in effect.
Need food or comics or maybe beer.
Store manager turns around and things disappear.


5. BASS FILL SONG

Get your fashion sense,
From mtv your so dense.
Try thinking for yourself,
you suck shit head.

Stupid fucking people
Judging by what they see.
Weak-minded fool.
Bow to your god mtv!


6. HARMONICA SONG

There's no future in this world,
There's no future in this world.
We must change or become extinct,
We must change or become extinct.
Kill the babies now!
Kill the babies now!
Kill the babies now!
Kill the babies now!


7. THE STRAIN

My life's a constant war.
Love and peace, I know no more.
I sit with my friends at home,
Yet, I always feel alone.

I won't become part of the mindless masses.
Sitting through your fucking classes.
But I can't keep up the strain.
Kill the leaders that cause my fucking pain.

My thoughts are never sane
Your fucked up world is to blame!


8. GETTIN' UNORTHODOX

4th and 28,
Pick a run play.
Running for a first.
Getting unorthodox.
Push the x button.
On the 50 yard line.
Leaping for a first.
Getting unorthodox.
4th and goal,
Five yards to go.
Q.b. runs for a t.d.
Getting unorthodox.


9. GLAM ROCK

What ever happened to glam rock?
It faded our what a fucking shock!
Wore that make-up, wore those clothes.
Why you did it? lord only knows!


10. FOUR HORSEMEN

Arn Anderson the enforcer.
Nature boy, rik flair.
Flying brain pilman.
The canadian crippler.

Four horsemen on the left.
Four horsemen on the right.
Four horsemen on the left.
Four horsemen on the rise.


11. OLD MEN

We keep voting for these fucks.
The left or the right, they both suck.

I will never follow your lies.
Deny your government 'til I die.
Corrupt old men, keep the power.
Stealing freedom hour by hour.

Oppressing those who aren't like you,
Yet I'd hate to do what you do.
A mindless clown in your suit,
All your morals have now become mute.


12. WE DRINK BEER

We are here with a glass.
Give us beer, drunk off our ass.
We drink beer and get fucking nuts.
Get a 12 pack open it up.

We drink beer!
We drink beer!

On our couch on turtle hill.
We drink beer never get our fill.
This is us, it's what we do.
We drink beer so fuck you!!


13. HIPPIE ALERT

Grateful dead,
But now he's dead.
Jerry garcia's
In his grave.

Hippie alert mass of dirt.
Hippie alert birkenstocks
Hippie alert tie dyed shirts
Hippie alert you stink.

Take your busses
And stupid clothes
Take your tofu
And fucking bath.


14. EGO SHIT

Look at you, you shit.
On a fucking ego trip.
You've got a small man's complex,
That rules your fucking life.
So you shit on others,
To cause them strife.

Fat man don't push it.
Cross my line and die!
My fuse is short,
And your pain will be real!


15. PUNK DRUNK

Have a beer your attitude grows
Have another and your out of control.

Six gone and your mess
Acting tuff and in my face
Trying to put everyone in their place

Screaming and bitching,
At your friends.
Having a fit,
That never ends.
Punk drunk!


16. S.D.I.

Gather around in your clique,
Beers in hand, brains of shit.
Much to proud of who you are,
What you wear, and your car.
Pick on those who are weak.
Beat on those who are freaks.
Wow, your cool, what great friends.
But we'll see who remains in the end.


17. FLAMIN' BAG OF DOGSHIT

What the hell is that smell.
Fucking odor makes me puke.
Sitting here on my couch.
Looming odor, what the fuck?
Open the door to reveal,
The burning bag with the smell.
Flaming bag of dog shit.
Holy shit I don't believe it.

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