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And so we exist
So we do not
And these times
They are just passing
They are not real
They happen
We pass through time
As it happens
We never begin
To play for time
To play around
To have nothing to play for
To have nothing to lose
To lose everything
The thing I never mentioned
That defines my sense of death
It is love
It is love
This is love
Love lost in time's game of chance
Love lost in time's game of chance
Love lost in time's game of chance
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What a day
What a day
What a dull day
What a day
What a day
What a dull day
All day all day
All dull day
What an awful day
What a terrible day
All day
All day
What a day
What a day
What a dull day
What a day
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MEATPLANT - AB/7A
03:48
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Eyerolls - Persuasion
06:11
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Persuasion
You gotta get some
Persuasion
You gotta get some
Look at me I touch your breast
Look at me I touch your knees
And I persuade you
Like always I persuade you
Like always I persuade you
Persuasion
Look at me I touch your head
I say the word, you go to bed
My sister and my mother, my father, my son
Do everything I want them to with persuasion
One lot of persuasion
Like always persuasion
Now there's lots of ways to persuade you
I could do it with money, I could look at you
I could show you all that
You might as well do it anyway
You might as well choose to play the game
After all you've seen yourself before
What difference does it make?
What difference does it make if I take your photograph?
What difference does it make if someone else sees it too?
All your friends do it, I mean no one will know it's you
Anybody, it could be any body, I mean, these magazines, you know
They only go to middle aged men, so why don't you just do what I suggest?
I persuade you
With words I persuade you
Persuasion
I've got a little biscuit tin to keep your panties in
I've got a little biscuit tin to keep your panties in
Soiled panties, white panties, school panties, Y-front panties
By the canal, by the canal
And I persuade you
Like always I persuade you
Look at me, look at me
There's a certain word and a certain touch
A certain way and a way too much
There's a little bit here and a little bit there
When you've done it all it's too late to care
So I persuade you
Like always I persuade you
Look in my eye
Under your covers I touch you
And tell you what to do
Do it because I tell you
Do it because I love you
And I persuade you
Persuasion
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Pigswill - United
00:19
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You and I, You and I
Living together, Loving forever
At our distance
Another for instance
United United
You become me
And I become you
She is she
And she is you too
United United
A corresponding game to play
A special way for us to stay
United United
Its a lie
Its the same
It's a sigh
It's a game
Its the why
Its the where and the when we're United
United
You and I You and I
United United
Four faces blending blending blending
Neverending
Our places sending
Shades of evening
You and I You and I United United
Oceans between us
Sky between us
Land between us
Fire between us
We're United United
Can't stop it
United United
You are my Knight
You are my night-night my evening
Its very plain to say
Its a strange system
You miss them
You want to be them
You have to see them
You have to be them
United United
You and me la la la la
You and I
Make ourselves forever together forever and ever
United United
Love is the law
Love is the law
Love is the law
Love is the law
United United United You and I You and I United
Time will see us
Time will free us
Time will be us
We are everywhere
There is no why
There is no sky anymore
There is just us United
United
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We hate you little girls
All the time
Everytime little girls
I hate you little girls
With your little curls
And your pretty dress
And your little breasts
I hate you
I hate you
I hate you little girls
I hate you little girls
I hate your little tits
I hate your little clits
I hate your mother too
I hate you
I hate you
I hate you HATE YOU
I hate you fucking little girls
I hate
We hate
You hate
They hate
We hate you little girls
I hate you
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By far the worst is the hamburger lady
We must heal them for the qualified technicians
Worst
Alternating nights unrelievedly
She's lying there
Hamburger Lady
Hamburger Lady
She's dying, she is burned from the waist up, she is burned from the waist up
On her arm
Her ear is burned, her nose is burned
Her eyelashes and her fingers are burned
She can't hold anything
And even with medical advances, there's no end in sight
For Hamburger Lady
When somebody tells you that there is a level of pain beyond which the human mind
Lady on the potty chair
Unrelievedly
She's burned from the waist down
That's what keeps her alive, the tubes
And the nice nurses
Hamburger Lady
Hamburger Lady
She's okay if you change the tubes
Tubes in her legs, the tubes in her arms
She's okay
Then he came out and saw one of the burn nurses
She was eating a can of chile-mac
And he flashed on the carpet, flashed on the floor
The Hamburger Lady
Stretch since she came to us
Unrelievedly
The qualified technicians
Hamburger Lady
Hamburger Lady
The potty chair
Qualified technicians
Keeps her alive
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Discipline, discipline
We need some discipline here
Discipline, some discipline
We need some discipline in here
We need some discipline in here
Discipline, got discipline
I want some discipline in here
Some discipline, discipline
I want some discipline in here
Are you listening, guys?
Are you ready now?
Are you listening, more or less?
Are you ready now?
I want some discipline in here
I want some discipline in here
Do what I say, do what I say
I want some discipline
Discipline
Discipline
I want some discipline in here
I want some discipline
Discipline
Discipline
Discipline
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Scum Alice - Dead Souls
03:04
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Chaos Doll - Subhuman
02:55
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Subhuman, subhuman!
I see you crawling
I see you crawling
Subhuman, subhuman!
I see you crawling
I see you crawling
In the gutter
In the gutter
Subhuman, subhuman
You're like a virus in my body
Subhuman, subhuman
Subhuman, subhuman
You're like a virus in my body
Subhuman, subhuman
Subhuman, subhuman
Drinking dirty water, to make you clean
Subhuman, subhuman
Subhuman, subhuman
Subhuman, subhuman
You make me dizzy with your disease
I want to smash you and be at ease
Subhuman
Subhuman
Subhuman
Subhuman
Subhuman, subhuman
I see you crawling
I see you crawling
Subhuman, subhuman!
I see you crawling
I see you crawling
You're like a virus, a stinking virus
In the gutter
Subhuman, subhuman
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Pigswill - Lyre Liar
05:40
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Lyre liar lyre liar
Lyre liar lyre liar
Lyre liar lyre liar
Lyre liar lyre liar
Lyre liar lyre liar
Lyre liar lyre liar
Lyre liar lyre liar
Lyre liar lyre liar
Lyre liar lyre liar
Lyre liar lyre liar
Lyre liar lyre liar
Lyre liar lyre liar
Lyre liar lyre liar
Lyre liar lyre liar
Lyre liar lyre liar
Lyre liar lyre liar
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Scum Alice - See You Are
04:53
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It was just an ordinary day in Manchester
Ian Brady and Myra Hindley
Drinking German wine
Their mother had gone to bed upstairs
She slept very well
They used to give her three Seconal every night with her cocoa
And Ian Brady put on his best clothes and his blue suede shoes, and he decided to go out with Myra Hindley, because it was six months, and one of those special days
So Myra Hindley put on a dark wig and drove Ian Brady to the mainline station
And while she stayed in the car, Ian Brady went cruising on the platform
Same night, Edward Evans was also getting dressed in his best
And his mother, who didn't know that he was a little bit inclined to the young men, wished him well as he slicked his hair and put on his winkle-pickers, and he went down to the mainline station
He waited for about an hour and he was beginning to think there wasn't going to be any trade that night
And then somebody came towards him wearing blue suede shoes, and it was Ian Brady, and he introduced himself, he said "Hi, my name's Ian, I saw you, uh, down at the Viking last week. Why don't you come back to my place and we can, uh, drink some German wine, I've got a car around the corner, my sister's there, she'll drive us back. It's only in Hyde, it's not too far. If it gets late, you can always stay the night."
Ian Brady and Myra Hindley
Very friendly
Ian Brady and Myra Hindley
Very friendly
So Edward Evans and Ian Brady went to the car and Myra Hindley drove them back to the little council house, said hello to the dog when they went in through the front door, and their mother was still asleep upstairs. And she made some excuses and she switched on the TV set, and it was This Is Your Life with Eamonn Andrews interviewing Sir Stanley Matthews. And she went in the kitchen, said she wanted to make some sandwiches for work tomorrow, and Ian Brady and Edward Evans sat on the sofa. And Ian Brady started to play with Edward Evans's fly, and he got a bottle, and a couple of glasses, and right under the photo of Myra Hindley's mother, they started to drink
Drinking German wine
And Myra Hindley went over up the road to see David Smith, and Maureen her sister, and David Smith didn't have a shirt on and he was drinking tea with his wife. They had a TV set on too. They're all in the game. It's only information. And she said to David Smith, "Why don't you come back to our place David. We've got something rather special to show you." And he said, "OK, let me just put on my jacket." And they both set off, walking through the night, walking through Hyde to their little house, one side of the house looking out on to the porch. They knocked on the door, but he was used to that because Ian Brady had some funny habits
Ian Brady and Myra Hindley
Very friendly
Ian Brady and Myra Hindley
Very friendly
And when he got inside he heard some funny noises coming from the front room over the Eamonn Andrew's voice. Myra Hindley said, "Why don't you go in there David, you might like what you see." So he opened the door while Myra went in the kitchen to get more German wine... And when he went inside he looked over to the sofa, and there was Ian Brady... chopping at Edward Evans' head with an ax! And he was chopping, and chopping, and the ax was going into the back of his neck, and there was blood spurting over the Church Of England prayerbook, and a few drops landed on the TV screen and ran down Eamonn Andrew's cheek, as some bits of bone and white brain landed on the hearth right near the brass brush that they used to clean the chimney. And there was vinyl on the floor, which was lucky. And it took quite a few hits before Edward Evans gargled. Ian Brady asked David Smith for some rope which he had wrapped around a stick that he used to play with his dog, and they put it tight around Edward Evans's neck until he strangled. And he made a strange noise - [loud, strangled yelping] - and then he died! And he was just a lump of stuff. Just a bit more information
Ian Brady and Myra fucking Hindley
Very, very friendly
Ian Brady and Myra Hindley
Very friendly
And when David Smith helped finish wrap up the body and take it upstairs, he made excuses and left, well frightened. Very friendly. And he went home to his wife, and he told her what had happened, and they agreed that they needed to tell the police. But they were very frightened, so they stayed awake all night, gripping a knife from the kitchen, hoping that Ian Brady wouldn't come around and say anything else. And eventually it was morning. And they went out of the house at about 8 o'clock. Outside, into the street, it was Mrs. Bradley walking her dog, a little white poodle, and Mrs. Martin going to Lloyd's bank to clean the waste paper basket, and they went quickly ran up the road until they got to the red telephone box. And when they got to the telephone box he gave his wife the knife and said, "Wait here while I ring them." And then he went inside the phone box and dialed 999
999
999
And it was the police station, and the rather fat police sergeant who was trying to finish checking his football pools heard the phone ring, and he said, "Oh, shit." And he put down his mug of tea which had a coronation picture of the queen on it, and he picked up the phone, and when David Smith heard the policeman answer and say, "Yes, what do you want?", he told him and said - "There's been a m-m-m-m-m-m-m-m-m-murder!"
There's been a m-m-m-m-m-m-m-m-m-murder!
There's been a m-m-m-m-m-m-m-m-m-murder!
There's been a m-m-m-m-m-m-m-m-m-murder!
There's been a murder.... There's been a murder... Ian Brady and Myra Hindley... Very friendly... Ian Brady... And Myra Hindley... Very friendly... Ian Brady... Myra Hindley... Very friendly... Ian Brady... And Myra Hindley... Very friendly... There's been a murder... There's been a murder... A murder... Very Friendly... Ian Brady... Myra Hindley... There's been a murder...
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