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Martinez Richard Johnson Timothy Jones Michael

yooooo

mfs are cookin

Great ep ❤

such good album, such good band

the album cover 🥵

Omg thank you!!! I miss this album so badly

This is an absolute masterpiece ❤️🔥🔥🔥💥

this song is fresh like my hair

impressive eric paul impression

😱❤️

They don't make music like they use to

The amount of talent these two have makes it even more absurd how underrated they're. Makes me sad really, they should be as famous as The Strokes, Arctic Monkeys, Imagine Dragons, because in terms of quality and good music, they owe nothing to them (I personally, prefer DFA 1979 to these bands I mentioned).

Sick song.

bravo albertone gran chitarra questa!

Cool stuff.

😱😱😱🖤

LYRICS: [Verse 1] When I was a child I was quite normal, quite mild Quite sane, quite happy and it's still the same But now I've learned how to play the game Well I met a French man, he gets what he wants He shat on my head and then on my croissants But when I'm right because I'm wrong It's probably where it came from [Verse 2] We build a plantation We grew ourselves some starvation Now we're gonna build an aid station Well, the irony's not lost in me But I don't give a shit about irony, aha Well, I don't care who it is I'm gonna jizz I'm gonna jizz (Oh) I dont carе who you are But if you're not far, then you'rе not far [Chorus] I was torn apart By the shark infested waters I was eaten by my friends Now I'm drying in the sun, the lonely sun I was eaten by my friends Now I'm drying in the sun, the lonely sun (By my friends) I was eaten by my- (friends) Now I am the French man's son I can see that love is just for fun And I was eaten by my friends Now I know that love is on the... run! [Verse 3] And every prick's tongue Is just a little bit more slippery than the other one (the other one) Loud as a ham, explain who I am How does a man explain? My body's in my bed, but my head is in my hands Living with a lizard was a lot like living with him My skin (My skin) My silky skin (My silky skin) Can fall in the streets and the skies that I live in How does a ham explain who I am? How does a man explain? [Chorus] But I was torn apart By the shark infested waters, Argh! I was eaten by my friends I'm drying in the sun, the lonely sun (By my friends) I was eaten by my friends I'm drying in the sun, the lonely sun (By my friends) I was eaten by my- (friends) Now I am the French man's son Oh, I can see that love is just for fun And I was eaten by, I was eaten by, I was eaten by, I-wah-yah Argh! Argh! Argh! [Outro] Hahaha

LYRICS: What happens when fuck you, I won't do what you tell me to Means that I will still fuck you Even when you tell me not to? 10, 000 million boys screaming for their sisters and their mothers all reaching for their sisters they all want to fuck their mothers He comes in my bedroom around corners Of moonlight; Unexpected, he catches me In his big arms an ancient music at the edge Of my mouth He looks at me And warns: The second you touched it it started to die inside When you said "show me your tits" we were Wishing you died Extending into flesh and staring This fake revolution resolved into PACK OF WOLVES We're all Waiting for you Standing Around your grave A pack of wolves!

LYRICS: Hello there, I'm here today to talk about The importance of independent venues I'm also secretly hoping that by agreeing To talk about the importance of independent venues I will then be in a position to move away From playing independent venues I'm no good with elocution To get myself into the institution So I can win some donkey straw Get a frame and put it on my fuckin' wall I wish I had the time To be a wanker just like you And maybe then, I'd be somewhere lovely and warm Just like you Elocution Elocution I wish I had the time To be a wanker just like you And maybe then, I'd be somewhere lovely and warm Just like you Hey, hey It's a suicide mission To go online and knock the opposition But I don't want no donkey straw 'Cause I wee'd in the corner near the stable door And I buzz, career tabs death Little one-liners Little clever shithouse fivers In the scope that the hands of the shite have took Took to the pegs in the coats where the bones hang up Hey I wish I had the time To be a wanker just like you And maybe then, I'd be somewhere lovely and warm Just like you I'm no good with elocution I'm no good with elocution I wish I had the time To be a wanker just like you And maybe then, I'd be somewhere lovely and warm Just like

thanks for uploading, do you have the full album?

Thanks for posting this stuff, subbed. nice pfp

Oh, where were you when the ice came to town? Oh, where were you when the ice came around? You don't remember? You don't remember? Was there enough to kill the whole damn street? Was there enough to improve your swing? You don't remember? You don't remember? Where were you when the ice came around? Oh, where were you when the ice came to town? You don't remember? You don't remember? Did your fame come a little too late? Do you find it carries far too much weight? You don't remember You don't remember I'm falling in, I'm falling out, I'm falling back I'm falling in, I'm falling out Falling back, falling in Oh, Anna Oh, Anna I'm falling in, I'm falling out, I'm falling back I'm falling in, falling out Falling in, falling out Oh, Anna Oh, Anna Well, I've always been told what to do But now I'm free There's no warden Following me Following me Following me But now I'm free There's no warden Following me Following me Following me Following me Following me Following me Following

LYRICS: I never go home when I should. If I could then I would but, I don't so fuck it. I never go home when I should if would then maybe I could pay my way. One more. One more. One more. One more for the lonely road.

Fucking legends

Best track

Fantastic Track 👍

Hogwash and Balderdash Chickens from the pen Are coming down the rivers Of Salafessien Picking out fish bones On unstable rafts Checking every angle Every foliage gap "I can't keep this speed The sun's too much" "Balderdash settle! You've just lost the touch" This Hogwash he stood And he licked fingers clean While mocking his comrades Admits to defeat He kicked, he scolded Pulled on low cheeks Hogwash and Balderdash Chickens from the pen Surveying the beaches Of Salafessien Picking out the pebbles And throwing them ashore Checking every second For men of the law Hogwash stops and stares at the floor "From where comes this stench that can't be ignored?" Lucky for Balder his sweat escapes view This being the origin of the aromatic stew Which led to the following bellow of "Phew" With his right on his nose, Hog's left hand claps Balder Across his bare scalp as if to extract His brain, thought submissive, that inside grows bolder

amazing

B3 is "Rough Gay at the Office" though I think they could've gone even further and titled it "Rough Gay at the Orifice"

LYRICS: No! Not again! I swore this was behind me. When the thing appeared, The thing I feared that had defined me, I grabbed a weapon, And stepped in the trap. I blinked and I reacted, Calm and unafraid, As I flambéed that damn arachnid. Shocked, I gawked as I reflected, What had I incited? Might it have ignited? Hold your applause, Contain all your excitement, Cause it’s undeserved. I should be served with an indictment. Direct your acclamation, To the arthropod that shock-and-awed the station. I despise everything they symbolize. So many feet! So many eyes! So why should I sympathize? Go on, surprise me. I’m on the ropes. I dangle here, defenseless. Tangled in a web, A nest of consequences. Torching everything, Cause I was swinging for the fences. Left to spin some explanation. And away it floated. Loaded. Nearly bursting with every myth I’ve told. It bloated and exploded.

We're all born into other people's stuff Maybe your politics suck Face it, everybody's messed up We're all sick of the same old trick But there's some magic in the world Believe in something or it does't turn 'Round, 'round, 'round All we're doing is Throwing stones from glass homes Throwing stones from glass homes We're all born just trying to take a breath Maybe your lungs are still wet So you cry until you finally get A small piece of the sky inside You know that heaven is a leaven There is low and dry and so we get High, high, high Watch the ceiling, love Throwing stones from glass homes Throwing stones from glass homes Throwing stones from glass homes Throwing stones from glass homes

You beautiful bastard I lost this album years ago.

Last show, "Sayonara, Gotō-san": th-cam.com/video/mIIb4ENqVP4/w-d-xo.html

Last show, "Sayonara, Gotō-san": th-cam.com/video/mIIb4ENqVP4/w-d-xo.html

Best youtube channel hands down. Constant bangers

Genio assoluto

Cant believe that isnt actually AoR. Fooled me

04:11 <3 jvpvj no qvjv

0:00 | A1. Oxes - Say Something To Bees About The Lion In The Alley 2:19 | A2. Oxes - Say Something To Bees About Not Praying And Don't Bothering 4:11 | B1. Arab On Radar - Cerebral Dick Hemorrhage 5:25 | B2. Arab On Radar - Fallopian Boobs 6:35 | B3. Arab On Radar - Rough Day At The Office

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