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Skid Row

Slave to the grind
Slave to the grind
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Monkey business
Slave to the grind
The threat
Quicksand Jesus
Psycho love
Get the fuck out
Living on a chain gang
Creepshow
In a darkened room
Riot act
Mudkicker
Wasted time
Monkey business
Outside my window there´s a
Whole lot of trouble comin´
The cartoon killers and the
  Rag cover clones
Stack heels kickin´ rhythm
  Of social circumcision
Can´t close the closet on
  Shoe box full of bones

Kangaroo lady with her bourbon
  in a pouch
Can´t afford the rental on
  a bamboo couch
Collecting back her favors ´cause her
  well is running dry
I know her act is terminal,
  But she ain´t gonna die

Slim intoxicado drinkin´ dime
  store hooch
Is always in a circle with his
  part-time pooch
Little creepy´s playing dollies in the
  New York rain
Thinkin´ Bowie´s just a knife
  Ooh the pain

I ain´t seen the sun since I don´t
  know when
The freaks come out at nine
  And it´s twenty to ten
What´s this funk
  That you call junk
To me it´s just monkey business

Blind man in the vox that will
  probably die
The village kids laugh as they walk by
A psycho is on the edge of this human
  garbage dump
And the vultures in the sewers
  are telling
Him to jump

Into the fire from the frying pan
  Tripping on his tounge
For a cool place to stand
  Where´s this shade
That you´ve got it made
To me it´s just monkey business

Monkey business
  Slippin´ on the track
Monkey business
  Jungle in black
Ain´t your business if I got
No monkey on my back

Monkey business
  Slippin´ on the track
Monkey business
  Jungle in black
Ain´t your business
   If I gotMonkey´s on my back

The vaseline gypsies and silicone souls
  Dressed to the society
Hypocrite heartbeat and cheap alibis
  Can´t get you by that monkey
				
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Slave to the grind
You got me forced to crack
  my lids in two
I´m still stuck inside this rubber room
I gotta punch the clock that
  leads the blind
I´m just another gear in the assembly
  line - oh no

The noose gets tighter around  my throat
But I ain´t at the end of my rope ´cause
  I won´t be the one left behind
Can´t be king of the world
  If you´re slave to the grind
Tear down the rat racial slime
Can´t be king of the world
  If you´re slave to the grind

  Get it?

  A routine injection, a lethal dose
But my day in the sun ain´t even close
There´s no need to waste
  your prayers on me
You better mark my words
  ´cause I´m history
  Yes indeed

You might beg for mercy to get by
But I´d rather tear this thorn
  from my side

I won´t be the one left behind
You can´t be king of the world
  If you´re slave to the grind
Tear down the rat racial slime
Can´t be king of the world
  If you´re slave to the grind

They swallowed thier daggers by
  turning their trick
They tore my intentions apart
  brick by brick
I´m sick of the jive
You talk verbal insecticide

They swallowed thier daggers by
  turning their trick
They tore my intentions apart
  brick by brick
I´m sick of the jive
You talk verbal insecticide

I won´t be the one left behind

You can´t be king of the world
  If you´re slave to the grind
Tear down the rat racial slime
You can´t be king of the world
  If you´re slave to the grind

I said slave to the grind
  Slave to the grind
  Slave to the grind
				
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The threat
I´ve been convicted with and
  without reason
Tarred and feathered like a piper on
  a killing spree
And felt the anger of generations
And been the target of the cheap shots
  of authority

So you think you cut me down to size
Well there´s something you
  should realize
It´s gonna take more than a break
  in the law
To make me smile pretty for the
  wreckin´ ball

Won´t beg, won´t bleed
The end of sacrifice is a threat
  to society
Hard line, you´ll see
Once you´ve made a mark, you´ve
  made a threat to society

I wasn´t put here to be treated
Like some disease you hoped would go
  away if left alone
You can sweep me under the carpet
But, I´ll still infect your need to use me
  as a steppin´ stone

So you think you cut me down to size
Well there´s something you
  should realizeI
t´s gonna take more than a break
  in the lawTo make me smile pretty for the
  wreckin´ ballWon´t beg, won´t bleed

The end of sacrifice is a threat
  to society
Hard line, you´ll see
Once you´ve made a mark, you´ve
  made a threat to society

So you think you cut me down to size
Well there´s something you
  should realize
It´s gonna take more than a break
  in the law
To make me smile pretty for the
  wreckin´ ball
				
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Quicksand Jesus
She caught the melting sky
It burned but still the winter passes
  by and by
To the other side

A slow parade of windT
hat blows through threes
That wilted with the season´s children
Are we saved by the words
  of bastard saints
Do we live in fear or faith
Tell me now who´s behind the rain

A maze of tangled grace
The symptoms of ´for real´ are
  crumbling from embrace
But still we chase..the shadows
  of belief
And new religion clouds our visions of
  the roots of our souls

Are we ashamed of our own fate
Or play the fool for our own sake
  Tell me who´s behind the rain

What do we need where do we go
When we get where we don´t know
Why should we doubt the virgin white
  of fallen snow
When faith´s our shelter from the cold

Quicksand Jesus I´m so far away
  without you
Quicksand Jesus I´m so far away
  without you
Quicksand Jesus I´m so far away
  without you

Quicksand Jesus I need you
Quicksand Jesus I belive you
Quicksand Jesus I´m so far away
				
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Psycho love
Check out Clementine
Cleanin´ needles in her wine
Face down in her one-eyed world
  With her brain-dead valentine

She´ll be your zombie, your livin´ dead
  Her sweet corruption
It´s gonna make you, gonna break you
  Ohh yeah, she said...

Haunt my house of pain
And feel my psycho love
We´ll shine and pray for rain
  To heal my psycho love

Legs at ten and two
Chain her down that´s what you do
  King Tut and snake-eyed slut
In the pink but screamin´ blue

I´ll taste your crazy, you smell insane
  I´m just another ghost
Inside your spirits hall of fame

Haunt my house of pain
And feel my psycho love
We´ll shine and pray for rain
  To heal my psycho love

As the warm smooth soul
Chases through the cold silence
  of a body
A body of touch not feel
One question is she a stone in the
  devil´s garden
Or a speck in an angels dust
  Ashes to ashes
  And lust to lust

She´ll teach you true love
Watchin´ you turn blue love
She´ll wrap you in a chokehold
And suck your symptom dry
				
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Get the fuck out
Your jokes ain´t funny and there´s
  notin´ you say
That I wanna hear
The sound of the door slammin´
  your ass out
Is music to my ears

If I can´t beat you then
  I´m gonna beat you
  To a pulp
So can the TV rays and take
  my tonsil glaze
Right down your throat

You´re standin´ too close what the
  fuck´s with you,
You ain´t my old lady and
  you ain´t a tattoo
No need to whimper, no need to shout
This party´s over, so get the fuck out
  Get the fuck out

Well I puke, I stink bitch give me a drink
  ´Cause I´m payin´ for the room
I ain´t buying you breakfast
So keep your mouth busy and
  wrap your lips
All around my attitude

Take a walk with me with your triple
  double D´s
And your 40-foot do
Why you walkin´ funny you must have
  spent some time
With the boys in the crew

You´re standin´ too close what the
  fuck´s with you,
You ain´t my old lady and
  you ain´t a tattoo
No need to whimper, no need to shout
This party´s over, so get the fuck out
  Get the fuck out

The morning´s comin´ and
  this is my bed
If I find you here when I wake up
The maid is gonna find me dead

You´re standin´ too close what the
  fuck´s with you,
You ain´t my old lady and
  you ain´t a tattoo
No need to whimper, no need to shout
This party´s over, so get the fuck out
  Get the fuck out
  Get the fuck out
  Get the fuck out
				
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Living on a chain gang
Turn on the TV, ´cause I got nowhere
  to go
Seems that there´s a little trouble down
  in Mexico
A 13-year-old boy robs a store
  so he can eat
And they got him doing time while
  killers walk the streets

A hungry politician is the wolf that´s
  at the door
Hell-bent on submission and feedin´
  on the poor
We could stare into the sun if we would
  open up our eyes
But we paint ourselves into a corner
  colored in white lies

Busted on a rockpile - getting
  dusted in the heat
Shackled to the system - and
  draggin´ my feet

I´m riding on a breakdown - another
  whiteknuckled shakedown
Feels like I´m livin´ on a chain gang
I´m riding on a breakdown - a suicidal
  shakedown
Feels like I´m on a chain gang

A con man´s intuition can wash
  your sins away
Send your contribution and he´ll save
  your soul today
What can he know, has he been
  through hell and back
He takes the cash and drives it home in
  a brand new Cadillac

Spitting at the guard dog, burning
  in his wicked deal
Screamin´ down the railroad with
  no one at the wheel

I´m riding on a breakdown - another
  whiteknuckled shakedown
Feels like I´m livin´ on a chain gang
I´m riding on a breakdown - a suicidal
  shakedownFeels like I´m on a chain gang

Faith healin´, superstition
Cold-blooded criminal mind
Getting off on high position
Hey brother can you spare a dime
  To get me off this slaughter line

I´m riding on a breakdown - another
  whiteknuckled shakedown
Feels like I´m livin´ on a chain gang
I´m riding on a breakdown - a suicidal
  shakedown
Feels like I´m on a chain gang

I´m riding on a breakdown - another
  whiteknuckled shakedown
Feels like I´m livin´ on a chain gang
I´m riding on a breakdown - a suicidal
  shakedown
Feels like I´m on a chain gang
				
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Creepshow
Zoned out afternoon
Let´s catch "who´s on top of whom"
  Tell it like it is
´Cause it isn´t anyway

Much to my surprise
I caught it right between the thighs
  My sweet little sister
Was layin´ me away

My jaw dropped dead to the table
  She put my cool in shock
Crack kills and blood spills baby
But psychos, dykes and transvestites
  Are on the choppin´ block

Oh no - I saw my baby
  on the creepshow
Out on - spillin´ my guts on the news
Oh no - I caught my woman
  on the creepshow
Hit me with a shovel ´cause I can´t
  belive that I dug you

She filled my boots with lead
Was it something that I said
A picture paints a thousand ugly words

Baby´s acting tough
Check out my fisticuffs
That´s just what she deserves

I can´t flip from the station
Can´t unplug what´s done
Her six-foot-deep temptation
She nicked my shin, and then
  kicked me in,
And then she buried me for fun

Oh no - I saw my baby
  on the creepshow
Out on - spillin´ my guts on the news
Oh no - I caught my woman
  on the creepshow
Hit me with a shovel ´cause I can´t
  belive that I dug you

My jaw dropped dead to the table
  She put my cool in shock
Crack kills and blood spills baby
But psychos, dykes and transvestites
  Are on the choppin´ block
				
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In a darkened room
In a darkened room
Beyond the reach of God´s faith
Lies the wounded, the shattered
  remains of love betrayed
And the innocense of a child is bought
  and sold
In the name of the damned
The rage of the angels left silent
  and cold

Forgive me please for I know not
  what I do
How can I keep inside the hurt
  I know is true

Tell me when the kiss of love
  becomes a lie
That bears the scar of sin too deep
To hide behind this fear of running
  unto you
Please let there be light
  In a darkened room

All the precious times have been put
  to rest again
And the smile of the dawn
Brings tainted lust singing my requiem
Can I face the day when I´m tortured
  in my trust
And watch it crystalize
While my salvation crumples to dust

Why can´t I steer the ship before
  it hits the storm
I´ve fallen to the sea but still
  I swim for shore

Tell me when the kiss of love
  becomes a lie
That bears the scar of sin too deep
To hide behind this fear of running
  unto you
Please let there be light
  In a darkened room
				
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Riot act
I never wanted to be President
´Cause it´s nothin´ but an
  ego trip, yeah
I didn´t want your education
´Cause it´s notin´ but a pile of shit

You bore me to death, so shut up
  for God´s sake

Stop readin´ me the riot act
While my brains are still intact
You say it´s raining, but you´re pissin´
  down my back
So stop readin´ me the riot act

I couldn´t listen to a word you said
This goin´ nowhere thing
  is wearin´ thin
When your sex, your drugs, and
  your valid vic´
Is just the spit I wipe off my chin

I´d rather go nowhere than not know
  where it´s at

Stop readin´ me the riot act
While my brains are still intact
You say it´s raining, but you´re pissin´
  down my back
So stop readin´ me the riot act

I never wanted to be President
´Cause it´s nothin´ but an
  ego trip, yeah
I didn´t want your education
´Cause it´s notin´ but a pile of shit

You bore me to death, so shut up
  for God´s sake

Stop readin´ me the riot act
While my brains are still intact
You say it´s raining, but you´re pissin´
  down my back
So stop readin´ me the riot act

Stop readin´ me the riot act
While my brains are still intact
You say it´s raining, but you´re pissin´
  down my back
So stop readin´ me the riot act  The riot act
				
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Mudkicker
We stand accused but you lie
Varicose-veined finger
  Prejudiced evil mind
The young get stronger
  Free living fast
But you´re a sapsucker
  You ain´t gonna last

Your twisted mouths feed the
  minds of babes
Taught from birth it´s crime that pays
One man´s fortune is anoter
  man´s pain
But that´s how you play the game

I ain´t the child of your disgrace
You´re mudkickin´ into my face
I´ve healed the wounds, been crucified
  Mudkicker kick
Ha! here´s mud in your eyes

Ladies and gentlemen and members
  of the jury
All rise, ´cause here comes the boss
He´s your big brother the silver
  tongue´s doublecross
His collar starched white, big black
  briefcase held tight
It holds the power to your demise

The corporation blue sedan
Behind the wheel Mr. Business-man
He thinks he´s got the upper hand
  But he misunderstands

I ain´t the child of your disgrace
You´re mudkickin´ into my face
I´ve healed the wounds, been crucified
  Mudkicker kick

I ain´t the child of your disgrace
Quit mudkickin´ into my face
I´ve healed the wounds, been crucified
  Mudkicker kick
Wow! here´s mud in your eyes

Your prestige is clear as day
But I can scrape the sewer bilge and
  see the same
The young get stronger, free living fast
But you´re a sapsucker you ain´t
  gonna last

I ain´t the child of your disgrace
You´re mudkickin´ into my face
I´ve healed the wounds, been crucified
  Mudkicker kick

I ain´t the child of your disgrace
Quit mudkickin´ into my face
I´ve healed the wounds, been crucified
  Mudkicker kick

Mudkicker kick, kickin´ me down
Mudkicker kickin´ me all around
Mudkicker kick, kickin´ me down

Mudkicker kick, kickin´ me down
Mudkicker kickin´ me all around
Mudkicker kick, kickin´ me down

Mudkicker kick - I don´t fuck
  around, no
				
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Wasted time
You and I together in our lives
Sacred ties would never fray
Then why can´t I let myself tell lies
  And watch you die every day

I think back to the times
When dreams were what mattered
Tough talking youth naivete

You said you never let me down
But the horse stampedes and rages
  In the name of desperation

Is it all just wasted time
Can you look at yourself
When you think of what
  You left behind

Is it all just wasted time
Can you live with yourself
When you think of what
  You left behind

Paranoid delusions they haunt you
Where´s my friend I used to know
  He´s all alone
He´s buried deep within a carcass
  Searching for a soul

Can you feel me inside your heart
  As it´s bleeding
Why can´t you belive you
  can´t be loved

I hear you scream in agony
And the horse stampedes and rages
  In the name of desperation

Is it all just wasted time
Can you look at yourself
When you think of what
  You left behind

Is it all just wasted time
Can you live with yourself
When you think of what
  You left behind

You said you never let me down
But the horse stampedes and rages
  In the name of desperation

Is it all just wasted time
Can you look at yourself
When you think of what
  You left behind

Is it all just wasted time
Can you live with yourself
When you think of what
  You left behind

The sun will rise again
The earth will turn to sand
Creation´s colors seem to fade to grey
And you´ll see the sickly hands of time
  Will write your final rhyme
  And end a memory

I never thought you´d let it get
  this far, boy
				
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