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Hey 2020 F U
04:05
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Hey 2020, fuck you. Hey 2020, fuck you
I can’t wait till your days are past,
Take all 12 months and shove ‘em up your ass.
Hey 2020, fuck you.
You been a shitty old year, right from the start
You’re like a giant asshole that smells like a fart
And you kept getting worse every single day
That’s why right right now I just gotta say
You brought us flaming forests and rising seas
Murder hornets out there eating all the bees
People still marching ‘cause they still ain’t free
With militia goons shooting people in the street
And then there’s this whole pandemic shit
And the politicians who made a fucking mess of it
I guess the damn virus will probably get you sicker
But them assholes in Washington are gonna kill you quicker
Hey, I know 32 was shit and 68 was bad
But you’re the worst fucking year that I ever had
All my gigs went missing and my friends got dead
So I hope you heard what I just said — I said
So now 2021, I’m looking at you
You better wise up and not suck too
And the same thing goes for you 2022
‘Cause I ain’t afraid to say fuck you, too
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Cult of Death
03:11
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Cult of Death, fuck all the rest
Cult of Death, fuck all the rest
Cult of Death, fuck all the rest
Cruelty’s king in the land of the free
God and guns are all we need
Sell your soul to feed the machine
Liberty’s just for me, me, me, me, me
Only the strong will ever get out alive
The old and the sick should just lay down and die
Take all you can get, and don’t you forget
Only the rich were ever meant to survive
Gotta do more with less says the man in the suit
You are only worth as much as you can produce
Work till you drop, trying to get to the top
While he’s crushing your throat with the heel of his boot
You gotta do unto others before they do unto you
‘Cause they’re looking out there for someone they can screw
Burn all the books in praise of liars thieves and crooks
Just barely getting by is the best you’ll ever do
Love is greed and compassion feels like hate
When guns are sex then death is your fate
There is no remorse, so just take it all by force
The weak of the world deserve it when they get raped
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The F-Bombs Portland, Maine
Dropped screaming from the belly of a smoking and wounded war bird. Landing with a crash on a confused, desolate land of rumor, isolation and willful ignorance. Born and raised in a locked down pandemic.
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