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- DAYGLO ABORTIONS
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- here today, guano tomorrow
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- Compliments of Swamp Rat
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- >>> A CULT Publication......1988 <<<
- -cDc- CULT OF THE DEAD COW -cDc-
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- HAMSTER IN CREAM SAUCE FLAMBE TO CONTACT
- YOUR FAVORITE DAYGLO...
- Ingredients: SEND STUFF TO:
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- 4 large hamsters (live) Hamster Hotel
- 3 tablespoons unsalted butter PO Box 670, Station A
- 1/4 cup finely chopped onion Toronto, Canada
- 1 cup sliced mushrooms M5W 1G2
- 1/4 gran marnier (heated)
- 1/4 cup heavy or whipping cream
- Salt, freshly ground black pepper, nutmeg
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- Asphyxiate and fillet hamsters, place 2 tablespoons butter in preheated frypan,
- add onions and saute for 10 minutes.
- Add mushrooms and continue cooking for 10-15 minutes or until onions are
- softened and yellow, remove onion and mushroom mixture from pan and reserve.
- Melt remaining butter in pan, add hamster fillets and saute quickly over medium
- heat 4-5 minutes per side, add brandy, turn heat to high and ignite.
- Continue cooking until brandy is down to half its original volume, reduce heat
- to low, add cream and onion mixture and heat thoroughly, season with salt,
- pepper and nutmeg to taste.
- Place fillets, 2 per serving, on pre-heated plates, pour sauce over top,
- garnish as desired.
- ENJOY!
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- --FUCK MY SHIT STINKS
- M. Acton
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- Sittin' on the pot on Tuesday mornin'
- Readin' 'bout the war in Lebanon
- A car bomb killed 3 Yankees in Rome
- But I got a bigger problem and it's closer to home
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- CHORUS
- Oh fuck my shit stinks
- Holy fuck'n moly my shit stinks
- Argh fuck Billy my shit stinks
- Ohhhhh
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- Maybe there's something wrong with my diet
- I had a case of beer and a couple of tacos
- You know I feel like Johnny Cash
- Going down in that ring of burning fire
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- chorus
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- Well all my friends like heavy metal
- But I've always been partial to polkas
- While they're all playin' their air guitars
- I'm farting along with the booming tubas
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- chorus
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- --FUCK SATAN TO DEATH
- N. Burnes
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- Jesus is my savior
- And Satan must die
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- This is the end
- Ready for death
- Reaper is near
- Pity the damned
- Lucifer's lust
- Has got out of hand
- Let's fuck him up by fucking his ass
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- Tear out his tail
- Pull out his horns
- Send the fucker where he belongs
- Send the mother back to his hole
- Let's take him out and slip him the pole
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- It's easier said than easier done
- The battle's over and we have won
- Snuff out his life and have the last laugh
- 'Cause we've got jesus here in the band
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- --DRAGONS
- M. Acton
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- You created your character
- But your destiny is ruled by the die of six
- You're standing at the edge of churning black water
- A tributary of the river Styxx
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- I am the master of this world
- I could have the earth devour you where you stand
- You exist for my pleasure
- You'll soon wish you never stepped into my
- Dungeon
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- Clutching hands grab at your legs
- They pull you down underground
- You draw your sword, recoil in horror
- The serpent's venom takes its toll
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- I am the master of this world
- I'll have my fun with you one by one
- Your lives are coming to an end
- You'll soon wish you never stepped into my
- Dungeon
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- You're the last alive and you've lost your never
- You turn and run you might survive
- You need a way to leave this plain
- You'll lose your soul if you remain
- You see a door no time to lose
- Kick it down and run right through
- You step into a glowing cavern
- Suddenly you hear a voice
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- I am the master of this world
- You're all fools if you think you can escape
- You're in this 'till the end
- Look around see what you have to fight
- Dragons
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- --HIDE THE HAMSTER
- M. Acton
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- Well Billy is a boy who has a few ideas of his own
- He has a Habitrail maze with 35 hamsters in his home
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- He takes them to the disco
- Where everybody loves him
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- They cover them with Neet and wash them down
- So they are nice and clean
- Then yank their teeth and pull their claws
- And dip the little rodents in Vaseline
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- They all have Habitrail tubes
- Stuck firmly up their asses
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- CHORUS
- And they all sing
- oho oho hide the hamster
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- They dance around on the dance floor
- From each shaking ass hangs a twitching little tail
- The hamsters last abut five minutes
- And their death throes bring the dancers
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- They shoot their wads together
- Dead hamsters up their asses
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- Each hamster has an orgasm
- At the very instant of its death
- So each person grabs a straw
- To feltch their partner's asshole of the sperm
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- They al have Habitrail tubes
- Stuck firmly up their asses
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- --THE SPAWN OF YOG SOTHOTH
- M. Acton/S. Henderson
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- THE BEAST
- He exists
- THE BEAST
- On the astral plane
- THE BEAST
- He has the ability
- To enter our universe
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- THE BEAST
- Psionic attack
- THE BEAST
- Chaotic evil
- THE BEAST
- Highly intelligent
- And unpredictable
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- THE BEAST
- Gaping cunts
- THE BEAST
- Pulsing peni
- THE BEAST
- In this shape he'll mate
- With mankind to create his spawn
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- THE SPAWN
- They will breed
- THE SPAWN
- With human beings
- THE SPAWN
- They will turn the world
- Into man's worst nightmare
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- THE BEAST
- He will rule
- THE BEAST
- o're his spawn
- THE BEAST
- They will be his servants
- In a burning world of doom
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- THE BEAST
- 400 Hit points
- THE BEAST
- Strength 25
- THE BEAST
- Charisma -7
- If you meet his eye you'll die
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- THE BEAST
- Multiple attack
- THE BEAST
- Monk Bard nill
- THE BEAST
- Giant mass of legs
- Feelers and stalked organs
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- --SHRED CENTRAL
- T. Hagen/M. Acton/N. Burnes
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- Don't need this crap
- This TV's pushing
- I'm just gonna get my skate]
- And hit the streets
- I know a place
- Not far from here
- Where I can ride a gnarly bowl
- And get some air
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- Ain't gonna be like my parents
- Rottin' away in easychairs
- Ain't got no time for sunday football
- Or watching cartoons after school
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- Where you gonna go - SHRED CENTRAL
- Whatcha gonna do - GRINDERS
- Whatcha gonna say - "Like, where's the bowl, dude?"
- Where you gonna go - SHRED CENTRAL
- Whatcha gonna do - OLLIES
- Whatcha gonna say - "Bitchin' Hawk, Jak"
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- Do a heavy slam
- Knees gushing blood
- But I'll just et back on my skate
- And carve the tiles
- I'll try an invert
- With a rippin' handplant
- But I might have to send away
- For a new pair of surfpants
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- "Hey you kid..city police skateboard squad
- 35 dollar fine, skating in public... you're busted!
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- "Screw you, mister!"
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- (repeat first verse)
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- Where you gonna go - SHRED CENTRAL
- Whatcha gonna do - FACE PlANT
- Whatcha gonna say - "Nice Lipstand, Cowboy"
- Where you gonna go - SHRED CENTRAL
- Whatcha gonna do - ROCK 'N ROLL SLIDER
- Whatcha gonna say - "Bitchin' Hawk, Jak"
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- "Later, skater"
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- --DRUGGED AND DRIVING
- M. Acton/S. Henderson
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- It was a quarter to twelve and we were rocking
- I put my money on the bar, I heard the devil knocking
- We played some drinking games while the band was thrashing
- And a fight broke out so we gave the place a trashing
- When the cops showed up I had to eat all my drugs
- A couple of the guys got the kiss their billy clubs
- The rest of us got out through the basement door
- I ran to the back and I dove into my car
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- CHORUS
- We were drugged
- Drugged and driving
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- We got away clean but I was feeling kind of strange
- I just ate 25 speeders and I could feel the adrenaline
- Pumping through my veins like a burning fire
- Straight to my brain and then to tires
- Of the car I was driving at sixty miles an hour
- I stepped on the gas and went with the power
- Screaming like an angel of the devil
- My friends are in the back
- And we're headed straight for hell
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- CHORUS
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- When you're on our roads
- You better keep on your toes
- 'Cause we're gonna get you into our sights
- We're gonna track you down
- 'Cause we're the demons of the underground
- Caverns of Lucifer
- And when we get you under our hooves
- We'll trample you into the dirt
- and tear your soul from your broken carcass
- And deliver it unto our lord
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- 1st verse/chorus
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- --HERE TODAY, GUANO TOMORROW
- M. Acton
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- Bill and Tammy Bakker were messengers of God
- And the Bank of America
- Tammy sprays on some makeup, pops some downers
- And says this must be Heaven
- Jim is in the bedroom converting hookers
- On a mattress full of money
- Meanwhile another 1000 people make their beds
- With death and misery and starvation
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- CHORUS
- They were here
- Here for today
- But they'll be Guano
- Guano tomorrow
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- Now it's Reverend Fallwell's church
- And he has the need for a little more money
- it will cost a lot to eliminate rock
- And stamp out the international threat of Communism
- Mister Reagan and Gorbachev
- Will let us fight light animals in a barnyard
- While they play the roles of the farmer
- The butches, the distributor, and the consumer
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- CHORUS
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- The world is full of humanitarians
- Killing each other for a piece of the human pie
- Where everybody is right and nobody is wrong
- And many are downtrodden
- These people call me a cretin
- 'Cause I get a little spittle in their eye
- And they don't care much for us Dayglos
- Sittin' around and toasting to the end of time
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- We are here
- here for today
- But we'll be Guano
- Guano tomorrow
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- --Kill Johnny Stiff
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- We got gigs over here
- We got gigs over there
- We got gigs everywhere
- We ain't playin' nowhere
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- Kill Johnny Stiff
- Do it now
- Kick him in the head
- Stamp him in the ground
- Kill Johnny Stiff
- Wreck his life
- Cut his balls off
- And feed them to pitbulls
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- Don't like this green pants
- Don't like his paisley shirt
- Don't like ripoff shithead promoters
- We got a message for you
- WE'RE NOT YOUR BAND
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- Rape Johnny Stiff
- Do it now
- Fuck him up the ass
- Piss in his mouth
- Rape Johnny Stiff
- Feed him guano
- Shred his dick
- Give him a barbwire catheters
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- Bend over, I'll drive
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- Kill Johnny Stiff
- Do it now
- Kick him in the head
- Stamp him in the ground
- Kill Johnny Stiff
- Wreck his life
- Cut his balls off
- As payment to the bands
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- Die, Stiff
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