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Sugar-Free Promise
01:18
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SUGAR-FREE PROMISE
Turn on the T.V. and roll out the clowns.
Your sugar-free promise tastes like shit in my mouth.
But we sit here and take it night in, night out.
We’re passive and willing.
Right in, right out.
There’s victim culture where they treat you like shit
And there’s a culture for victims
Yeah, we’re living right in it.
So buy into an image and the act out the role.
It’s insane you don’t suss it.
You just do what you’re told.
You think you’re so happening.
I know you’ve been fooled.
Sunglasses and cigarettes are you idea of cool.
We’ve got it all twisted and back to front in our minds.
We keep hold of the packaging and throw away what’s inside.
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2. |
Mr Peeper
01:06
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MR PEEPER
Private Dick, nightclub slick.
He chews gum to keep him lean
He wears shades in case he's seen.
Drinks black coffee. Packs a piece.
Thrown in the can, but he always gets released.
Mr Peeper. Super creeper.
But down these mean streets a man must go.
Where others fear to tread.
Knows when to hold his tongue, when to use a gun
And when to use his head.
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3. |
Bully Bars
00:26
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BULLY BARS
They look stupid
And they kill people.
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4. |
Missile Attack
00:29
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MISSILE ATTACK
Death from the skies.
No-one knows why.
Your turn to fry
In the death from the skies.
Heard it on the radio.
Long-distance death throes.
No time to look back...missile attack.
Seen it on the video.
Nothing left, time to go.
No chance to look back...missile attack.
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5. |
How & When
01:03
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HOW & WHEN
You're worth a whole lot of silver
And this ain't no teenage trauma.
When you sleep do you forget about me?
When you're awake do you lose sight of your dreams?
So this one's for you.
What is in store for you?
I feel helpless watching you living your life.
So give me access...let me feel what it's like.
You're strong, you're weak,
You feel empty, you're complete.
You're here, you're gone.
You're with me, on your own.
We each need time alone.
You're here, you're gone.
You're tough and fragile,
Is this worth your while?
You life's suspended from a single steel thread.
Calm on the outside, but there's a zoo in your head.
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6. |
Ain't No Feeble Bastard
01:14
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AIN'T NO FEEBLE BASTARD
Original words by the incredibly mighty Discharge.
We are too unworthy to re-print them here.
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7. |
Serious Loss Of Down
00:55
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SERIOUS LOSS OF DOWN
Why do you all dress the same?
You look way less than fine.
This is more than social contact.
Why are you so fucking blind?
There's a premium on being safe.
No points for trying to think.
Hit the shops at the weekend.
A store card ain't cash to spend.
What you gonna to do
With your life?
When you look back you'll see
It's a serious loss of down.
A serious loss of down.
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8. |
46
01:01
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46
He knew he’d make it and he made it big.
He thought he could take all they threw at him.
But wit and genius won’t sway the law,
So don’t play away from home if you don’t know the score.
Dying at 46.
What he did and when he did it everybody knows,
But he waved it in their faces so he had to go.
They were waiting on the sidelines, desperate for payback
One thing the world hates to see is a fat cat.
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9. |
Do I Fit?
01:15
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DO I FIT?
On the 33rd floor bored out of my mind.
Feeling pathetic, I’ve been left behind.
Standing around, feeling so weird.
I tried to get high but I’m nowhere near.
I figured it out I’m not a simple machine.
I think weird shit and try to say what I mean.
And when I get bored I can’t do anything.
Stare straight ahead and dream my dream.
Is this my world?
Do you think I fit in?
Is this my world?
Do I fit in?
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10. |
You're Too Punk
01:00
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YOU’RE TOO PUNK
Hanging out. Talking shit.
You got a problem? Deal with it.
It’s good to know you when you’re not drunk,
But mostly always, you’re too punk.
Unconnected. Disregard.
Disconnected. Tries too hard.
I’ve had enough, this is it.
Fried food air smell makes me sick.
Don’t waste my time.
Don’t waste my life.
I want the real thing not the hype.
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11. |
Negligible
01:31
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NEGLIGIBLE
We're ripping ourselves off.
We're fucking ourselves up.
It happens everytime.
We're telling ourselves lies.
We're turning the heat up.
We're no longer next in line.
Days and nights through years spent wondering.
What were we going to do?
What!
The difference turned out to be negligible.
So what did you expect?
What!
We wear the same clothes
Because we've got no brains
And still you won't believe it.
We're growing up now
And losing our way.
I shouldn't be surprised.
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12. |
Coughing Up Blood
00:46
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COUGHING UP BLOOD
You saw the beauty
In an old Greek jug.
Now we feel empty,
But you left us filled with love.
No hungry generations tread you down.
We didn't know you were coughing up blood.
You spoke, I saw the light and now I'm found.
And all the time you were coughing up blood.
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Chocolate London, UK
Chocolate was put together by Ed Wenn in late 1992 and survived, in a variety of configurations, until 1999; filling the years between the end of Sink and the start of K-Line. Successive line-ups featured members of Elmerhassel, Stupids, Optimum Wound Profile, Sink, Yardman, Understand & Big Ray. ... more
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