Frenzal Rhomb - Smoko At The Pet Food Factory 1. Bird Attack 2. Mummy Doesn't Know You're A Nazi 3. 5000 Cigarettes 4. Cockroach Lightswitch 5. Knuckleheads 6. Just Because It's Soap Doesn't Mean It's Clean 7. My Dearest Friend 8. Back To The Suburbs 9. Edward Sausage Fangs 10. Alvarez 11. Hungry Jacks Carpark 12. Snouts In The Trough 13. Dead Celebrity 14. Metrognome 15. When My Baby Smiles At Me I Go To Rehab 16. The Rude Tourist 1. Bird Attack ------------------------------------------------------------ Bird attack, bird attack It's a bird attack, bird attack Bird attack! Magpie! Seagull! Ibis! Eye's drawn! Ice cream! Helmet! Bird attack, bird attack It's a bird attack, bird attack Bird attack! 2. Mummy Doesn't Know You're A Nazi ------------------------------------------------------------ I've seen your type before, Thankful I don't have to see you anymore. Not unless I'm looking through the window pane At you goose-stepping around your room again. You better keep it down. Because your mummy doesn't know that you're a Nazi, Your mummy doesn't know about the national front. She doesn't know that you're a Nazi, You're sitting in your room being a Nazi cunt No I've never met someone so full of hate, It's a wonder you've got time to masturbate Over images of men in uniforms, And you better keep an ear out for the door Cause dinner could be ready. Because your mummy doesn't know that you're a Nazi, Your mummy doesn't know about the national front. She doesn't know that you're a Nazi, You're sitting in your room being a Nazi cunt NAZI CUNT! 3. 5000 Cigarettes ------------------------------------------------------------ 8 miles of nothing and a hundred tonnes of will to survive, Can't se the devil so you know that your still alive, There's nothing out here but the sun so fuck up and drive And I've got 5000 cigarettes in the back of the car, We've gotta move'em now or we won't get far, Sleeping on the dirt with the shooting stars. A little sleight of hand, A little contraband. There's carcass on the bumper bar there's blood on the glass, Picked up a problem and we're gonna lose him fast This is the best day on earth but it could be the last And I've got 5000 cigarettes in the back of the car, We've gotta move'em now or we won't get far, Sleeping on the dirt with the shooting stars. A little sleight of hand, A little contraband and desert sand. 4. Cockroach Lightswitch ------------------------------------------------------------ I stumble through the darkness Still sunken half unconsciousness My muscles take direction From no one else but themselves, They take extreme exception, To this new kind of hell. Cockroach on the lightswitch Cockroach on the lightswitch It's a cockroach lightswitch Cockroach on the lightswitch Cockroach on the lightswitch And I prayed this'd never happen, Even in my darkest dreams. And now I'm on a punitive mission, My night will never be the same. Now this lifelong trauma's Imprinted on my brain. Cockroach on the lightswitch Cockroach on the lightswitch It's a cockroach lightswitch Cockroach on the lightswitch Cockroach on the lightswitch My muscels take direction From no one else but themselves, They take extreme exception, To this new kind of hell. Cockroach on the lightswitch Cockroach on the lightswitch It's a cockroach lightswitch Cockroach on the lightswitch Cockroach on the lightswitch 5. Knuckleheads ------------------------------------------------------------ I like football As much as the next guy, But fuck all of those, Those rapist meat-boys. Some animals are Much better than that And everytime we meet it ends up in strife You fucks have been my enemy my whole fucking life And I'll never make amends, And you were always not my friend, You fuckin' knuckleheads. (Knuckleheads) You fuckin' knuckleheads. But he's one of the good guys, And all's forgiven. Just keep your head down Crucifixion Is better than that... And everytime we meet it ends up in strife, You fucks have been my enemy my whole fucking life. And I'll never make amends, And you were always not my friend, You fuckin' knuckleheads. And everytime we meet it ends up in strife, You fucks have been my enemy my whole fucking life. And I'll never make amends, And you were always not my friend, You fuckin' knuckleheads. (Knuckleheads) You fuckin' knuckleheads. (Knuckleheads) You fuckin' knuckleheads. (Knuckleheads) You fuckin' knuckleheads. 6. Just Because It's Soap Doesn't Mean It's Clean ------------------------------------------------------------ When I was 11 I pretended I was sick To avoid the shining stars and all their hidden violent tricks I still don't believe anything I read Just because it's soap... I never had to suffer at the hands of chosen ones To confront the load Samaritan who made the children run I've never had to get down on my knees Just because it's soap doesn't mean it's clean One night I had to walk the corridors covered in blood Things on in the cubicle cause now I understood Eleven bucks a night not worth the scene Just because it's soap doesn't mean it's clean I was arrested at 15 again at 21 Add one more humiliation from those violent fucks with guns Careful not to let the bruises bleed Just because it's soap doesn't mean it's clean 7. My Dearest Friend ------------------------------------------------------------ You are my one and only dearest friend, and we'll keep each other's secrets 'til the bitter end. You are my one and only dearest friend, and I never wanna see your stupid face again. 8. Back To The Suburbs ------------------------------------------------------------ Singing some stupid hate songs, in my mind I can hear them now. Braces on 40 year faces, in my mind I can see them now. And you wanted to by some action but it was a bit too loud. Move back to the suburbs with me my dear, we'll make a new home full of warmth and cheer. 'Cause to many arseholes have moved in here. Move back to the suburbs. Prizes for advertising, in my mind I can see them now. Poseurs speak down their noses, in my mind I can hear them now. I'm gonna flick a match over my shoulder as I leave this town Move back to the suburbs with me my dear, we'll make a new home full of warmth and cheer. 'Cause to many arseholes have moved in here. Move back to the suburbs. I'm gonna flick a match over my shoulder as I leave this town Move back to the suburbs with me my dear, we'll make a new home full of warmth and cheer. 'Cause to many arseholes have moved in here. Move back to the suburbs. Move Back To the Suburbs. [x4] 9. Edward Sausage Fangs ------------------------------------------------------------ Monday's on, the dark hour is gone, tears of blood washed away to be here. Order's up, the life blood is sucked... from the soul of Nosferatu. I feel a cold chill through the shimmering heat, it's hard to maintain the gloom when you're pushing the meat-lover's through. The only goth in the pizza shop. Twilight, this harsh light, it burns, Live sacrifice, 2 for 1 and a free coke. I see your black eyes through the shimmering heat, you look like My Dying Bride with a nametag that says "Hi, I'm Steve". The only goth in the pizza shop. AAAAAAGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH Had enough, the black moon is up. Prince of dark will unleash his vengeance. Now little Stevie's had a change of luck, and he was right all along, working in retail sucks. I see the fury and the lust for blood, I sense a hint of a smile now there's finally something to eat. The only goth in the pizza shop. 10. Alvarez ------------------------------------------------------------ I can't remember giving us your bass or lending us your truck. And I can't recall you handing out the pills that got us so fucked up. And when we reminisce about the good times and the poor, the only two things through the haze are passing in a bottle and Karl Alvarez, Alvarez, Alvarez [x2] We danced all through the night and drank champagne with the stars. Oh hang on just a minute, now I'm living someone else's past! Apparently you took us to a bar with toys in it, I hope we had a good time 'cause I can't remember shit except for Alvarez, Alvarez, Alvarez [x3] Karl Alvarez And in the dead of night, in the silence of my room with the history of the world going round and round in circles. Nothing of my best friends or my enemies at all. Nothing but a sense of being hungry and a memory of Karl Alvarez, Alvarez, Alvarez [x2] Karl Alvarez Alvarez, Alvarez, Alvarez 11. Hungry Jacks Carpark ------------------------------------------------------------ I'm on another planet, it could've been 'round June. And she's face down in the oil stain, of a lowered Subaru. And she's turning cold, at 15 years old, taking too much slow, mind's gone out to sea on the P&O, don't know what to do, rotten shade of blue. Another case of "stupid is as stupid does". At 45 his better angel has been shot right through the head. But he sure knows how to throw a party, blue fluorescent flashing overhead. And they're doing smack, outside Hungry Jacks, Sunday 8am, I want more for them than an ambulance, and a value meal, $120 deal. Another case of "stupid is as stupid does". And she's turning cold at 15 years old, taking too much slow, Another case of "stupid is as stupid does". Don't know what to do, rotten shade of blue Another case of "stupid is as stupid does". [x3] 12. Snouts In The Trough ------------------------------------------------------------ Well I try not to be part of the destruction of the sun, I only need a little piece to get the washing done. A handshake and a backslap, I will never pretend, bent lawyers & prostitutes your only friends. And I'm watching from a distance from outside of the pen. With your snouts in the trough. You spend your whole life thinking that your something that you're not. "It's guys like you been fucking guys like me, or what?" The jury has acquitted your arse time and time again, those glory days are gone. you thought they'd never end! And I'm watching the destruction from outside of the pen. With your snouts in the trough. now I wanna get off, obnoxious and boring, still trying to act tough. And you bought the market, you still got your snouts in the trough. Now it's coming all undone the cracks are bigger than your heads, the piss that runs downhill will hit your mouths instead. It's time for retribution, watch the fuckers burn and then, WE'LL PICK UP ALL THE PIECES AND WE'LL WATCH THEM BURN AGAIN. 13. Dead Celebrity ------------------------------------------------------------ I'd live in diamond mansions if I could. I want my own private jet, I know I should. But I'll never buy my kids from Africa or Ukraine, and I'll never understand this If I lived my whole life again. I'm not gonna wake up with a dead celebrity, and I'll never pay up to the Church of Scientology. I won't have to face up to the cameras at the door, pills on the floor. And I'll suffer at the hands of born-agains, and get punished by a fan with old dog breath. But then I'd never feel the warm embrace of the pouring rain, or carry my dog in a handbag cause that is patently insane. I'm not gonna wake up with a dead celebrity, and I'll never pay up to the Church of Scientology. I won't have to face up to the cameras at the door, pills on the floor. [x3] 14. Metrognome ------------------------------------------------------------ And when he drinks he always says "Le' chaim", he often stays in time, unless he's gotten really blind and that's when shit gets weird sometimes. And I'm convinced of his tendencies to spend the night on his knees. He's got some massive kegs but only in relation to his legs. We all know he's cancer-prone, like Macauly Culkin in Home Alone, looks like he's standing but he's on his throne Yeah he's the fucken Metro Gnome And yeah he really likes to play the tubs, but he only wants to play in pubs. He helped me write this stupid song, he likes monkeys like King Kong. We all know he's cancer-prone, like Macauly Culkin in Home Alone, looks like he's standing but he's on his throne Yeah he's the fucken Metro Gnome He likes to bitch and moan, won't Lindsay play trombone, got no hair don't need no comb, but he's the fucken Metro Gnome. He's the Metro Gnome, hates retro, not hetro. We won't let go...HOME! 15. When My Baby Smiles At Me I Go To Rehab ------------------------------------------------------------ Well I had 1000 Ways to get through 100 days and not one of them is good, that's what I've done. A beacon in the dark, drinking whiskey in the park, underneath the blazing unrelenting sun but when my baby, when my baby smiles at me I go to rehab [x2] I'm always in the race to be first out of my face, change I know I should, I know I must. But I couldn't care less when I regain consciousness and I'm standing upright, naked on the bus but when my baby, when my baby smiles at me I go to rehab [x4] 16. The Rude Tourist ------------------------------------------------------------ The cunt in every Country, he's the Western World winner. His words can start a war, but we're just ordering dinner. And we're all getting thinner. Whoa it's such a shame, the moment we get off the plane, it's nothing to hide and a ticket to ride, potentially try to explain. It's just you and the rude tourist, and he's finding the way to go home (insulting in every timezone). He's the rude tourist, all alone. Unwanted traveller, seeking out local knowledge. He doesn't care, 'cause he can swear in every language. I just want a fucking sandwich. Whoa he's your best friend, stick together 'til the end. Until the visa runs out this is all heading South, but there's still time to pretend. It's just you and the rude tourist, and he's finding the way to go home (insulting in every timezone). He's the rude tourist, all alone. [x3] https://frenzalrhomb.net