Petrushky koutek

01 - Prison song + CZ

Blogged od petrushka on Pátek Srpen 15th, 2008 at 10.41 in 2oo1-Toxicity | 0 Comments »

Prison song

They're trying to build a prison.. (x2)

Following the rights movements, you clamped on with your iron fists. drugs became conveniently available for all the kids. (x2)

I buy my crack, my smack, my bitch, right here in Hollywood.

Nearly 2 million Americans are incarcerated in the prison system, prison system of the U.S.

They're trying to build a prison.. (x3) For you and me, to live in. Another prison system, another prison system, another prison system, for you and me, to live in.

Minor drug offenders fill your prisons. You don't even flinch, all our taxes paying for your wars, against the new non-rich.

I buy my crack, my smack, my bitch, right here in Hollywood.

The percentage of Americans in the prison system, prison system, has doubled since 1985.

They're trying to build a prison. (x3) For you and me, to live in. Another prison system, (x3) for you and me, for you and me, for you and me.

They're trying to build a prison, (x3) for you and me. Oh baby, you and me.

All research and successful drug policy show That treatment should be increased, and law enforcement decreased, while abolishing mandatory minimum sentences. (x2)

Utilizing drugs, to pay for secret wars around the world. Drugs are now your global policy. Now you police the globe.

I buy my crack, my smack, my bitch, right here in Hollywood.

Drug money is used to rig elections, and train brutal corporate sponsored, Dictators around the world.

They're trying to build a prison, (x3) for you and me to live in. Another prison system, (x3) for you and me to live in. For you and I. (x3) They're trying to build a prison, (x3) aor you and me. Oh baby, you and me.

02 - Needles + CZ

Blogged od petrushka on Pátek Srpen 15th, 2008 at 10.22 in 2oo1-Toxicity | 0 Comments »

Needles

I cannot disguise, all the stomach pains. And the walking of the canes, when you do come out and you whisper up to me in your life of tragedy.

But I cannot grow, till you eat the last of me.. Ahh, when will I be free. And you, a parasite, just find another host, just another fool to roast.

Cause you, my tapeworm, tells me what to do. You, my tapeworm, tells me where to go.

Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, hey pull the tapeworm out of your ass, hey pull the tapeworm out of your ass, hey pull the tapeworm out of your ass, hey.

I cannot deny, all the evil traits. And the filling of the crates when you, do come out and you slither up to me, in your pimpin majesty.

But I cannot grow, till you eat the last of me.. Ahh, when will I be free. And you, a parasite, just find another host, just another stool to post.

Cause you, my tapeworm, tells me what to do. You, my tapeworm, tells me where to go. Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, hey pull the tapeworm out of your ass, hey pull the tapeworm out of your ass, hey pull the tapeworm out of me?

I'm sitting in my room, with a needle in my hand. Just waiting for the tomb of some old dying man. Sitting in my room, with a needle in my hand. Just waiting for the tomb of some old dying man!

(Cause)

you!!!, my tapeworm, tells me what to do. You, my tapeworm, tells me where to go. Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, hey pull the tapeworm out of your ass, hey pull the tapeworm out of your ass, hey pull the tapeworm out of your ass, hey hey, hey, hey, forbear.

Jehly

Vytáhni si tasemnici z prdele, hej, vytáhni si tasemnici z prdele, hej, vytáhni si tasemnici z prdele, hej, vytáhni si tasemnici z prdele, hej.

03 - Deer Dance + CZ

Blogged od petrushka on Pátek Srpen 15th, 2008 at 9.58 in 2oo1-Toxicity | 0 Comments »

Deer Dance

Circumventing circuses, lamenting in protest, to visible police, presence sponsored fear.

Battalions of riot police, with rubber bullet kisses, baton courtesy service with a smile.

Beyond the Staples Center you can see America, with its tired, poor, avenging disgrace. Peaceful, loving youth against the brutality of plastic existence.

Pushing little children, with their fully automatics, they like to push the weak around. Pushing little children, with their fully automatics, they like to push the weak around.

A rush of words, pleading to disperse. Upon your naked walls, alive.. A political call, the fall guy accord. We can't afford to be neutral on a moving train.

Beyond the Staples Center you can see America, with its tired, poor, avenging disgrace. Peaceful, loving youth against the brutality of plastic existence.

Pushing little children, with their fully automatics, they like to push the weak around. Pushing little children, with their fully automatics, they like to push the weak around.

Push them around, a deer dance, invitation to peace. War staring you in the face, dressed in black. With a helmet, fierce, trained and appropriate for the malcontents, for the disproportioned malcontents. The little boy smiled, it'll all be well. And say a little boy smiled it'll all be well.

Pushing little children, with their fully automatics, they like to push the weak around. Pushing little children, with their fully automatics, they like to push the weak around. Pushing little children, with their fully automatics, they like to push the weak around. Push the weak around, push the weak around, push the weak around, they like to push the weak around.

Dokola, dokola..

Dokola, dokola..

04 - Jet Pilot + CZ

Blogged od petrushka on Pátek Srpen 15th, 2008 at 9.41 in 2oo1-Toxicity | 0 Comments »

Jet pilot

Wired were the eyes of a horse, on a jet pilot, one that smiled, when he flew over the bay. Wired were the eyes of a horse, on a jet pilot, one that smiled, when he flew over the bay.

My horse, is a shackled old man, his, his remorse was, that he couldn't survey the skies, right before, right before, they went gray. My horse and my remorse, flying over a great bay.

Wired were the eyes of a horse, on a jet pilot, one that smiled, when he flew over the bay. Wired were the eyes of a horse, on a jet pilot, one that smiled, when he flew over the bay.

My source, is the source of all creation, her discourse is, that we all don't survey the skies, right before, right before, they go gray. My source and my remorse, flying over a great bay.

Wired were the eyes of a horse, on a jet pilot, one that smiled, when he flew over the bay. Wired were the eyes of a horse, on a jet pilot, one that smiled, when he flew over the bay. Wired were the eyes of a horse, on a jet pilot, one that smiled, when he flew over the bay. Where were the eyes of a horse, on a jet pilot, one that smiled, when he flew over the bay.

Wired were the eyes of a horse, on a jet pilot, one that smiled, when he flew over the bay. Wired were the eyes of a horse, on a jet pilot, one that smiled, when he flew over the bay. Wired were the eyes of a horse, on a jet pilot, one that smiled, when he flew over the bay. Where were the eyes of a horse, on a jet pilot, one that smiled, when he flew over the bay.

Tryskový pilot

05 - X + CZ

Blogged od petrushka on Pátek Srpen 15th, 2008 at 9.22 in 2oo1-Toxicity | 0 Comments »

X

Tell the people, tell the people, that arrive. Tell the people, tell the people, that arrive. We don't need to multiply, wWe don't need to multiply, we don't need to multiply, we don't need to multiply. Die!!!

Show your people, show your people, how we died. Show your people, show your people, how we died. We don't need to nullify, we don't need to nullify, we don't need to nullify, we don't need to nullify no need to nullify, no need to nullify, no need to nullify, we don't need to nullify. Die!!!

We don't need to, we don't need to, we don't need to, we don't need to.

Ask your people, ask your people, what is right. Ask your people, ask your people, what is right. We don't need to multiply, we don't need to multiply, we don't need to multiply, we don't need to multiply, no need to multiply, no need to multiply, no need to multiply, we don't need to multiply.

X

06 - Chop Suey! + CZ

Blogged od petrushka on Pátek Srpen 15th, 2008 at 7.00 in 2oo1-Toxicity | 0 Comments »

Chop Suey!

Wake up! (Wake up!) Grab a brush and put a little makeup! Hide the scars to fade away the shakeup. (Hide the scars to fade away the shakeup.) Why'd you leave the keys upon the table?! Here you go create another fable!

You wanted to!, grab a brush and put a little makeup! You wanted to!, hide the scars to fade away the shakeup. You wanted to! Why'd you leave the keys upon the table?! You wanted to!

I don't think you trust in my self-righteous suicide. I, cry, when angels deserve to die! Aargh..

Wake up! (Wake up!) Grab a brush and put a little makeup! Hide the scars to fade away the shakeup. Why'd you leave the keys upon the table?! Here you go create another fable!

You wanted to!, grab a brush and put a little makeup! You wanted to!, hide the scars to fade away the shakeup. You wanted to! Why'd you leave the keys upon the table?! You wanted to!

I don't think you trust. in my self-righteous suicide, I, cry, when angels deserve to die. /in my self-righteous suicide/ I, cry, when angels deserve to die.

Father! (Father!), Father! (Father!), Father! (Father!), Father! (Father!), Father, into your hands, I commend my spirit. Father, into your hands..

Why have you forsaken me,?!br> In your eyes forsaken me.. In your thoughts forsaken me! In your heart forsaken! Me! Ahh..

Trust, in my self-righteous suicide. I, cry, when angels deserve to die. /in my self-righteous suicide/ I, cry, when angels deserve to die.

07 - Bounce + CZ

Blogged od petrushka on Pátek Srpen 15th, 2008 at 6.26 in 2oo1-Toxicity | 0 Comments »

Bounce

Jump! Bounce! Down! Up!

Jump! (pogo, pogo, pogo, pogo, pogo, pogo, pogo) Bounce! (pogo, pogo, pogo, pogo, pogo, pogo, pogo) Down! (pogo, pogo, pogo) Up! (pogo, pogo, pogo)

Jump! (pogo) Bounce! (pogo) Up! (pogo) Down! (pogo)

I went out on a date, with a girl, a bit late. She had so many friends, gliding through many hands. I brought my pogo stick, just to show her a trick. She had so many friends, gliding through many hands.

Jump! (pogo, pogo, pogo, pogo, pogo, pogo, pogo) Bounce! (pogo, pogo, pogo, pogo, pogo, pogo, pogo) Down! (pogo, pogo, pogo) Up! (pogo, pogo, pogo)

Jump! (pogo) Bounce! (pogo) Up! (pogo) Down! (pogo)

Unannounced twister games, all players with no names. They lined up double quick, but just one pogo stick. Everyone gets to play. Runaway, exposé, it was so exotic. But just one pogo stick.

Jump! (pogo, pogo, pogo, pogo, pogo, pogo, pogo) Bounce! (pogo, pogo, pogo, pogo, pogo, pogo, pogo) Down! (pogo, pogo, pogo) Up! (pogo, pogo, pogo)

Jump! (pogo) Bounce! (pogo) Up! (pogo) Down! (pogo)

Oh, I like to spread you out, touching whoever's behind.

Jump! (pogo, pogo, pogo, pogo, pogo, pogo, pogo) Bounce! (pogo, pogo, pogo, pogo, pogo, pogo, pogo) Down! (pogo, pogo, pogo) Up! (pogo, pogo, pogo)

Skákání

08 - Forest + CZ

Blogged od petrushka on Pátek Srpen 15th, 2008 at 6.17 in 2oo1-Toxicity | 0 Comments »

Forest

Walk with me, my little child, to the forest of denial. Speak with me my only mind! Walk with me until the time, and make the forest turn to wine, You, take the legend for a fall, You, saw the product!

Why can't you see, that you are my child?! Why don't you know, that you are my mind?! Tell everyone in the world, that I'm you! Take this promise to the end of you..

Walk with me, my little friend, take this promise to the end. (Go!) Speak with me my only mind! Walk with me until the end, and make the forest turn to sand, you take the legend for a fall, You saw the product!

Why can't you see, that you are my child?! Why don't you know, that you are my mind?! Tell everyone in the world, that I'm you! Take this promise to the end of you..

Take this promise for a ride, you saw the forest, now come inside. You took the legend for its fall, you saw the product of it all. No televisions in the air, no circumcisions on the chair, you made the weapons for us all, just look at us now!!

Why can't you see, that you are my child?! Why don't you know, that you are my mind?! Tell everyone in the world, that I'm you! Take this promise to the end of you..

Les

09 - Atwa + CZ

Blogged od petrushka on Pátek Srpen 15th, 2008 at 6.14 in 2oo1-Toxicity | 0 Comments »

ATWA (Air, Trees, Water, Animals)

Hey you, see me, pictures crazy, all the world I've seen before me passing by. I've got, nothing, to gain, to lose, all the world I've seen before me passing by.

You don't care about how I feel! I don't feel it anymore! You don't care about how I feel! I don't feel it anymore! You don't care about how I feel! I don't feel it anymore! You don't care about how I feel! I don't feel it anymore..

Anymore..

Hey you, are me, not so pretty, /all the world I've seen before me passing by/ silent my voice, I've got no choice. /all the world I've seen before me passing by/

You don't care about how I feel! I don't feel it anymore! You don't care about how I feel! I don't feel it anymore! You don't care about how I feel! I don't feel it anymore! You don't care about how I feel! I don't feel it anymore! (Anymore!) I don't see! (Anymore!) I don't hear! (Anymore!) I don't speak! (Anymore!) I don't feel..

Hey you, see me, pictures crazy, all the world I've seen before me passing by. I've got, nothing, to gain, to lose, all the world I've seen before me passing by.

You don't care about how I feel! I don't feel it anymore! You don't care about how I feel! I don't feel it anymore! You don't care about how I feel! I don't feel it anymore! You don't care about how I feel! I don't feel it anymore! (Anymore!)

I don't sleep! (Anymore!) I don't eat! (Anymore!) I don't live!!! (Anymore!) I don't feel..

ATWA (Text se týká Charlese Mansona)

Nestaráte se jak mi je! Už to nikdy nepocejtim! Nestaráte se jak mi je! Už to nikdy nepocejtim! Nestaráte se jak mi je! Už to nikdy nepocejtim! Nestaráte se jak mi je! Už to nikdy nepocejtim!

Nikdy..

Nestaráte se jak mi je! Už to nikdy nepocejtim! Nestaráte se jak mi je! Už to nikdy nepocejtim! Nestaráte se jak mi je! Už to nikdy nepocejtim! Nestaráte se jak mi je! Už to nikdy nepocejtim! (Nikdy!) Neuvidim! (Nikdy!) Neuslyšim! (Nikdy!) Nepromluvim! (Nikdy!) Nepocejtim..

Nestaráte se jak mi je! Už to nikdy nepocejtim! Nestaráte se jak mi je! Už to nikdy nepocejtim! Nestaráte se jak mi je! Už to nikdy nepocejtim! Nestaráte se jak mi je! Už to nikdy nepocejtim!

Nevyspim se! (Nikdy!) Nebudu jíst! (Nikdy!) Nebudu žít!!! (Nikdy!) Necejtim..

10 - Science + CZ

Blogged od petrushka on Pátek Srpen 15th, 2008 at 6.10 in 2oo1-Toxicity | 0 Comments »

Science

Making two possibilities a reality, predicting the future of things we all know. Fighting off the diseased programming of centuries, centuries, centuries, centuries.

Science fails to recognize the single most potent element of human existence. Letting the reigns go to the unfolding is faith, faith, faith, faith.

Science has failed our world, science has failed our Mother Earth.

Science fails to recognize the single most potent element of human existence. Letting the reigns go to the unfolding is faith, faith, faith, faith.

Science has failed our world, science has failed our Mother Earth. Spirit-moves-through-all-things, spirit-moves-through-all-things, spirit-moves-through-all-things, spirit-moves-through-all-things, spirit-moves-through-all-things, spirit-moves-through-all-things.

Letting the reigns go to the unfolding is faith, faith, faith, faith. Letting the reigns go to the unfolding is faith, faith, faith, faith.

Science has failed our world, science has failed our Mother Earth.

Spirit-moves-through-all-things, spirit-moves-through-all-things, spirit-moves-through-all-things, spirit-moves-through-all-things, spirit-moves-through-all-things, spirit-moves-through-all-things, spirit-moves-through-all-things, spirit-moves-through-all-things, spirit-moves-through-all-things, spirit-moves-through-all-things, spirit-moves-through-all-things, spirit-moves-through-all-things. Science has failed our Mother Earth.

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