1. JURISDICTION



Our clean-cut leaders

In dirty money they deal

Transactions undercover

They bribe, divert and steal



Industry bosses

And the political class

Scratching each others back and

Kissing each other's ass for cash



Where do you see a just society



Fuck the law! Fuck the law!

They can do it in your face

Fuck the law! Fuck the law!

When the're in a higher place



Who said we're equal?

Laws only goverb the slobs

No one goes after those who

Do the white collar jobs



For tax evasion

A fine you maybe will pay

But as a demonstrator

They will look you away for sure



Equality is just a fantasy



Fuck the law! Fuck the law!

They can do it in your face

Fuck the law! Fuck the law!

When the're in a higher place



Crime and punishment?

The law is sacred

It makes most people behave

But if you have the power

You make the law your slave



There is no justice

That's what the proverb says

The small ones always get caught

The big ones always get away



Where do you see a just society?



Fuck the law! Fuck the law!

They can do it in your face

Fuck the law! Fuck the law!

When the're in a higher place



Fuck the law! Fuck the law!

They can do it in your face

Fuck the law! Fuck the law!

When the're in a higher place

Fuck the law! Fuck the law!

They can do it in your face

Fuck the law! Fuck the law!

When the're in a higher place





2. BROKEN IMAGE



Images flooding all of your channels and

Senses down inflated facts

All is now is all

Meshes

Where is the catch in the net of a

World of world

Appropriate reality meaningful fluidity



Disconnected symbol signify no more

In decontextualizing fuckers

Of the TV's amputated signs is it



Mediation the screen is hiding a meaning

Fragmentation broken mirror

Performation the mind assembles the pieces

Information reconstruction?



Memory passing into oblivion

History postmodernized into the present

Distance

Collapse into a design of coincidence

No tomorrow in today and tomorrow

No today



Arbitrary symbols signify no more

In uncontextualizing fluidal

Collages washing it away

Give me



Mediation the text is hiding a meaning

Fragmentation broken mirror

Performation the mind assembles the pieces

Information reconstruction?



Where am I, I need to clutch a

Solid word that simply means

Nothing real is here around me

Language is reduced to schemes



S.O.S. communication

Breaking down without a code

Free but lost without a limit

Endless nothing in the way



Anarchy but language is violent

Is there no escaping it without destruction

Meaning the final quest leading into obscurity

Curses on a conscious mind reiteration endlessy



Unremotting spirales

Twisting common sense

Is there no communicatio

Silence no solution

Neither is the word

Is there



Mediation is mind is hiding a meaning

Fragmentation broken mirror

Reformation the mind assembles the pices

Information reconstruction?





3. MINDWILD



Violent chambers, neon glaring off the white tile walls

Ethical sterility aims to quelch the smell of fear

We know of the agony you tand to here

We know pain just as you

Remember this forever



Master of life, your soul is so clinical

To heal, you maim, your reasons to cinical

Mindwild - you shall feel the pain you give

Mindwild - you will die if we can't live

Now that we're mindwild, you're one of use



Something binds you, spikes of metak piercing through your thoughts

Mice and man are much the same, toxing pumper through your veins

Remember to take your pulse and chart the pain

You and me, eye to eye

I whisper through your nightmare



Master of life, a demi-god they call your like

Angel of death, now bleed red your robe of white

Mindwild - you shall feel the pain you give

Mindwild - you will die if we can't live

Now that we're mindwild, you're one of use



Silent chambers, empty cages, shattered means of pain

Human, creatures, leave behind ruins of an evil dream

The final experiment has ceased the scream

You and we are of one

Remember this forever



Master of life, your kind is not masterly

Lay down the crown, you reign is mere anarchy

Mindwild - you shall feel the pain you give

Mindwild - you will die if we can't live

Now that we're mindwild, you're one of use





4. UGLY BEAUTY



Woman of my dreams, so blond and beautiful

I just got to have that lady, so sweet and dressed to kill

We went out on a date

I took here to my place

She whispered in my ear

She's do anything for me

When she got undressed I found to my surprise

Padded bra and cotton stuffung, a whig and Jelly thighs

She was not what she was cracked up to be



What you see is awful beauty

Don't you be a sucker for some caudy illusion

What you get is pretty ugly

Look behind the picture for a different conclusion



Going on a trip, I've got to get away

Makes me feel so free and easy when I lay myself I line

No troubles anymore

I float above the floor

But no I'm crashing down

The world is spinning round

Need another kick, I got the Junkie blues

Down and out I feel like dying, my mind is so confused

Lies and self-delusion, heaven is hell



What you see is awful beauty

Don't you be a sucker for some caudy illusion

What you get is pretty ugly

Look behind the picture for a different conclusion



Everybody's dream, money and luxury

All my wishes and desires, I buy'em just like that

Ten cars and twenty whores

Wild parties, been galore

A golden tiolet seat

But still I feel like shit

Now I realize you can't buy hapiness

Everybody loves my money, but my life is a mess

Everything that glistens need not be gold



What you see is awful beauty

Don't you be a sucker for some caudy illusion

What you get is pretty ugly

Look behind the picture for a different conclusion





5. CENTERFOLD



[Written by Seth Justman, Originally performed by J. Geils Band]



Does she walk? Does she talk?

Does she come complete?

My homeroom homeroom angel

Always pulled me from my seat



She was pure like snowflakes

No one could ever stain

The memory of my angel

Could never cause me pain



Years go by I'm lookin' through a girly magazine

And there's my homeroom angel on the pages in-between



[CHORUS]

My blood runs cold

My memory has just been sold

My angel is the centerfold

Angel is the centerfold

[Repeat]



Slipped me notes under the desk

While I was thinkin' about her dress

I was shy I turned away

Before she caught my eye



I was shakin' in my shoes

Whenever she flashed those baby-blues

Something had a hold on me

When angel passed close by



Those soft and fuzzy sweaters

Too magical to touch

Too see her in that negligee

Is really just too much



[Chorus]



It's okay I understand

This ain't no never-never land

I hope that when this issue's gone

I'll see you when your clothes are on



Take you car, Yes we will

We'll take your car and drive it

We'll take it to a motel room

And take 'em off in private



A part of me has just been ripped

The pages from my mind are stripped

Oh no, I can't deny it

Oh yea, I guess I gotta buy it!



[CHORUS]





6. BEHIND THE BACK



Rumors growing like a cancer

From the rotting fester of envy

Sleazy liars, character assassins

In the shadows lay their seed

These two-faced snakes

Crawling before you

Serpents, vermin, waitinfg to jump you

Weaving webs of poisonous chatter

Sweet-talk facing you in daylight



Behind the back - what you cannot see

(B.T.B.) - They pull the knife on you, the hypocrites fight cowardly

Behind the back - (To) get the best of you

(B.T.B.) - whenyou've got friends lake that you don't need any enemies



Creedy, groping for attention

Always hidibg their real intentions

Never honest, ever intriguing

Sing a poisoned song of praise they never say

What they are thinking

Phonu brothers speaking with two tongues

Join our posse, dig'us the next day

False friends, we can do without you

We have others we can trust



Beat it if you want to kiss ass

If you want to give us the back star

We don't need you spreading dirty stories

We just want to bang in peace

You'd better not

Play us for suckers

Say it, shout it, tell me to my face

I would like to get it from you straight

You got anything to say, man?

Do it like you're not a rat



Behind the back - what you cannot see

(B.T.B.) - They pull the knife on you, the hypocrites fight cowardly

Behind the back - (To) get the best of you

(B.T.B.) - whenyou've got friends lake that you don't need any enemies



Get off our back, Mac





7. STONE COLD SOBER



Hey, liste, we're so sick of it

Fire water is the devil's drink

Don't want it, no more chugaloo

Empty Tankard? Fill it up with milk!



Minerals! Vegetables! Health food and some peppermint tea

No more of that liquod death

No more beer! No more booze! We'll play healthy metal instead



No whisky, you can have our beer

We'll be living in sobpiety

Immortal! Drinking is a sin

Prohibition is a good idea



Alcoholic days are gone - gonna fight those evil ways

Stone cold sober - gonna stick to the perrier

Alcohol is no more fun - gonna drink our tonic straight

Stone cold sober - and we're all gonna lose some weight



Don't do it! Through your beer away!

There'a a better way to have some fun

At parties, if you wanna booze

Get a six-pack of tomato juice



Minerals! Vegetables! Health food and some peppermint tea

No more of that liquod death

No more beer! No more booze! We'll play healthy metal instead



Believe it, we are clean and dry

We could play a gig at double a

Headbangers on a water binge

If you're heavy don't you drink and dive



Alcoholic days are gone - gonna fight those evil ways

Stone cold sober - gonna stick to the perrier

Alcohol is no more fun - gonna drink our tonic straight

Stone cold sober - and we're all gonna lose some weight



The future - we can see it now

Merchendizing heavy metal link

Thrash soda in the water bar

Multivitamins - we got our fill



Minerals! Vegetables! Health food and some peppermint tea

No more of that liquod death

No more beer! No more booze! We'll play healthy metal instead



Alcoholic days are gone - gonna fight those evil ways

Stone cold sober - gonna stick to the perrier

Alcohol is no more fun - gonna drink our tonic straight

Stone cold sober - and we're all gonna lose some weight





8. BLOOD, GUTS AND ROCK N ROLL



One, two, three pints of blood

On my cornflakes make me big and strong

Then I get my chainsaw, then I get my

I am gonna slaughter, 'cos I need it to relax



I'm just kidding cornflake killers my new hit

We're the band that signs of death, violence, blood and all that shit

Acid, chains, eating brains

Maniacs and killers

Deadly music is our trade

Murder, bloodshed, body parts, gory mess

Dripping from our stereo, slashing is the way to go



Blood metal - it's my life

Killing, hurt and pain

Blood metal - there's nothing better

Blood and guts and rock'n'roll

Give me psychotic murder, must be fun to be insane



Songs about cannibals

Roasting victims, human barbecue

Fingers for the cheesedip, grilling legs and thight

Won't you come and join us? We will cut you down to size



Mutilation is the business of our show

Sacrifice of human life, set it in our video

Making cash with our trash

Everybody wants to

Live a sadist fantasy

Murder, bloodshed, body parts, gory mess

Dripping from our stereo, slashing is the way to go



Blood metal - it's my life

Killing, hurt and pain

Blood metal - there's nothing better

Blood and guts and rock'n'roll

Give me psychotic murder, must be fun to be insane



I'm so scared, cut myself

In the finger, blood is dripping now

Someone's got to help me, think I'm gonna die

I am touch and brutal, but this pain it makes me cry



Lethal lyrics, ugly words that bite and slit

We're the band that signs of death, violence, blood and all that shit

Acid, chains, eating brains

Maniacs and killers

Deadly music is our trade

Murder, bloodshed, body parts, gory mess

Dripping from our stereo, slashing is the way to go



Blood metal - it's my life

Killing, hurt and pain

Blood metal - there's nothing better

Blood and guts and rock'n'roll

Give me psychotic murder, must be fun to be insane



Blood metal - it's my life

Killing, hurt and pain

Blood metal - there's nothing better

Blood and guts and rock'n'roll

Give me psychotic murder, must be fun to be insane





9. LOST AND FOUND (TANTRUM PART 2)



Still all this party, raising hell to get my beer

I will go crazy, if I don't find it here

Someone snatched my only joy

If you touch it you will die

I'll never give up, I'll will kill to get it back

Which dirty bastards stole my beloved suds?



Curses by the sixpack cast on you!

Merciless I'll break you, thief of brew

Still I am getting ill

Need my regular fill

I will have to kill

For my rightful beer



They all look guilty, it's a damn conspiracy

I'll spare nobody fighting for liberty

Crash the party with a cry

Either they will die or I

Fists in my stomach, kicking me in my poor face

Bleeding and hurting they call me a disgrace



Curses by the sixpack cast on you!

Merciless you broke me, thieves of brew

Still I am getting ill

Need my regular fill

I will have to kill

For my rightful beer



Slumped in the corner, feeling like a total dope

My head is spinning, no friends, no booze, no hope

Nothing left but suicide

Bid this evil world good-bye

But there's my beercan, recognize it on the spot

Must have forgot it when I went to the pot



Time for celebration, laughs and cheers

Reunification with my beer

Now - no more getting ill

Got my regular fill

I won't have to kill

For my rightful beer





10. SLEEPING WITH THE PAST



Mr. Amorphous fron Germany

Goes with the fashion, as fashion goes

First a brown shirt, then a red shirt

Now his shirt is white as snow



Look to the future

(Nothing in the past, nothing in the past)

Wiping out what happened here yesterday

(Nothing in the past, nothing in the past)



Here is the deal

Part with the past, no memory

We won't ask you, we will clear you

If you play our game now

This is the deal

Show must go on, at any price



Brush of the victims of forty years

Too bad, so sorry, now let's get on

Who was spying, who was dying

Who is lying, who's to blame?



Look to the future

(Nothing in the past, nothing in the past)

don't dig up the stories long dead and gone

(Nothing in the past, nothing in the past)



Look to the future

(Nothing in the past, nothing in the past)

Wiping out what happened here yesterday

(Nothing in the past, nothing in the past)



Bygones are bygones is fast and clean

Whitewash the surface, that will be fine

Firtyfive was not a lesson

To the class of eightynine



Look to the future

(Nothing in the past, nothing in the past)

everything is starting all over there

(Nothing in the past, nothing in the past)



Look to the future

(Nothing in the past, nothing in the past)

Wiping out what happened here yesterday

(Nothing in the past, nothing in the past)



Show goes on!





11. FREIBIER



Es ist Freitag Abend, ich zieh' schon wieder los

Durch Frankfurts geile Kneipen, mein Durst ist riesengross

Meine Freunde sind auch schon wieder da

Wir nehmen einen zur Brust und finden's wunderbar

Langsam wird es viere, wir können jetzt kaum noch stehn

Die Kneipe schleisst jetzt sowieso, ich glaub' wir müssen gehn

Scheisse! Sind wir voll, ich schaff's nicht mehr nach Haus

Ich such mir jetzt 'ne Parkbank und ruh' mich lieber aus



Freibier für alle - sonst gibt's Krawalle

Freibier für alle - Friebier! Freibier

Freibier für alle - sonst gibt's Krawalle

Freibier für alle - Friebier! Freibier



Ich wache auf, es ist kalt, mein Schädel brennt wie Feuer

Mann, war das 'ne Nacht, die war mal wieder teuer

Scheisse! Ihr Schweine habt mein geld geklaut

Meine Frau und's Auto sowieso - ich bin 'ne arme Haut

Oh, Mann, ich hab 'schon wieder Durst doch kann mir nichts mehr holen

Ich treffe ein paar Freunde, sie würden auch bestohlen

Jetzt langt's uns! Schluss mit der langen Rede

Wir sturmen in die nächste Bar und schrei'n aus voller Kehle



Freibier für alle - sonst gibt's Krawalle

Freibier für alle - Friebier! Freibier

Freibier für alle - sonst gibt's Krawalle

Freibier für alle - Friebier! Freibier



Es ist Freitag Abend, ich zieh' schon wieder los

Durch Frankfurts geile Kneipen, mein Durst ist riesengross

Scheisse! Sind wir voll, ich schaff's nicht mehr nach Haus

Ich such mir jetzt 'ne Parkbank und ruh' mich lieber aus

Oh, Mann, ich hab 'schon wieder Durst doch kann mir nichts mehr holen

Ich treffe ein paar Freunde, sie würden auch bestohlen

Jetzt langt's uns! Schluss mit der langen Rede

Wir sturmen in die nächste Bar und schrei'n aus voller Kehle



Freibier für alle - sonst gibt's Krawalle

Freibier für alle - Friebier! Freibier

Freibier für alle - sonst gibt's Krawalle

Freibier für alle - Friebier! Freibier





12. OF STRANGE TALKING PEOPLE UNDER ARABIAN SKIES

(Instrumental)