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Cage Raised
03:44
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Cage raised spoon fed on broken glass
Willing to accept the impossible task
Close your eyes hold out your hands
Prepare to follow every command
Flesh donors give by the pound
It takes one ugly muscle to make a frown
You caught something that’s been going around
Come here take this and bite on down
Like a gentle passing breeze
Laden with plague and vile disease
Rotten fruit hanging from the tree
Waiting to germinate the putrid seed
Warm rains in a season of change
Healing the cracks in the arid terrain
A broken hand to turn the soil
Barren loins relentlessly toil
You learn to tolerate
Liberty Cabbage
And the Freedom Fries
Form a rightwing think tank
New worlds to civilise
A shining city on the hill
Full of nationalist murderers
You learn to tolerate
See you evaporate
Will that ameliorate?
When you’ve got no rights
Innocence preserved in its final hour
Pressing the the bright and delicate flower
Whiplashing the mortal coil
Burnt down the house with midnight oil
Flesh donors give by the pound
It takes one ugly muscle to make a frown
You caught something that’s been going around
Come here take this and bite on down
You learn to tolerate
Liberty Cabbage
And the Freedom Fries
Form a rightwing think tank
New worlds to civilise
A shining city on the hill
Full of nationalist murderers
You learn to tolerate
See you evaporate
Will that ameliorate?
When you’ve got no rights
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Moronic Fatigue
04:48
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I got a feelin’
I got a feelin’
Like it was over but it’s only beginnin’
Don’t say it’s over
Don’t say it’s over
No stoppin’ til death or a coma
You’re talkin’ it up
You’re talkin’ it up
Shut up and eat like I’m about to expire
You can set me on fire
Piss on me and sell the DVD
I gave you somethin’
I gave you somethin’
To shine on the twilight of your life now
Something to tell your children about
You know they might just survive the abortion
Another minute
Another minute
Another 30 seconds they will render me stupid
Chronic moronic
Moronic fatigue
Your country needs you to kill and breed
You might think I’m paranoid
But I’m not afraid of you
You might think I’m paranoid
But everyone’s out to get a piece of you…
I got a feelin’
I got a feelin’
Like it was over but it’s only beginnin’
Don’t say it’s over
Don’t say it’s over
No stoppin’ til death or a coma
Conclusion’s out of reach
Your stifling embrace is suffocating the dream
I only want everythin’ I see
I’m about to expire so shut the fuck up and feed
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As If
04:37
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All day long I push the stone
Relinquish all my control
Under fluorescence raw from the exposure
Obediently return to my enclosure
Though I've lost my way I still know
I'll be back to do it tomorrow
Am I an animal
Am I machine
Give me the number
I'll be your animal
Analyse my time assess my motion
Professionals do not convey emotion
Will you stay back late to count the beans?
The end will always justify the means
Am I an animal
Am I machine
Give me the number
I'll be your animal
Though I've lost my way I still know
I'll be back to do it tomorrow
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Firecracker
02:05
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She got a blister
From bucking the system
She got a new plan
If anyone’s listening
Cause and reaction
Wrath of the reject
A misapplication
But she doesn’t know yet
Set it alight
No more discussion now
I’m watching it burn
Stuck in the wrong hole
Bible molester
Fishing the wrong pool
Dejected investor
A talented monkey
Likes metal from Norway
Stocks up on zippo
She lights it then runs away
Set it alight
No more anger now
I’m watching it burn
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Smithereens
03:54
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At school, there was a boy
He had the latest, and greatest toy
He demonstrated, the children screamed
To press the button, this was his dream
Insert the batteries, and turn it on
Flashing lights, and a little song
The toy it dances, we are impressed
Push the button, so what is next?
The next day, another boy
Had a bigger, and better toy
He pressed the button, the children screamed
It smashed the other, to smithereens
When we play, pretend to die
When I say, come back to life
When we knew, that death was real
Our toys were shot, and cut with steel
Take em to the river
I’ve got my toys
Put em in the water
I’ve got my toys
Hit em with a hammer
I’ve got my toys
Put em in the fire
I’ve got my toys
My toys
My toys
My toys…
Take em to the river
I’ve got my toys
Put em in the water
I’ve got my toys
Hit em with a hammer
I’ve got my toys
Put em in the fire!
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DIVE INTO RUIN Melbourne, Australia
Dive Into Ruin is a truly unique Aussie Alt-Punk 4-piece that has been a regular player in the vibrant Melbourne music scene
for more than a decade.
Vocals: Matt McKay
Bass: Craig Fryers
Guitar: Roger Shaw
Drums: Trent Horwood
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