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we're not standing in lines for the refugee bound we're on the front lines drinking hard drinking fast pushed up pulled down left on the right side of the wrong street turned around spinning fast the red glow from the dead those seem quicker than the thought of liquor spilling down our throats on our clothes on the floor her we come we've been up all night now with the booze fuelled pumping and we're half cut thinking about libidos up and boning down it's an uphill battle while decreasing never ceasing to put up your guns fill your glass sip it back still this skull flask is draining fast these fucks are dead alive and really mad it's us stick them for those against romance thought paper cuts now paper kills another sick puppy turns to a dead dog this is no longer horror fiction we are the modern zombies for those against romance
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Broletariet
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if all it takes is murder assassination plots grenades or intrigue as to why this fuckface is parading cavalcading on our commemoration of the battle when the Ottoman was mortal so hats off to Gavrillo a modern day excursion would be fitting with lines of credit maxed out fill the ships up quick with ammo embodies by the allied forces flat broke morale slipping collateral just match it blindfolded on the atlantic in the business off west-lending our net worth was never ending and what about the swimmer the others drowned while we're still up here draining bank accounts and screaming out for mutiny of entertaining those who urge the axis powers to hold exhibition while I contemplate the sale of my soul some dollars their redundant blood spilled so put new mufflers on the Slavic and budget central Europe panic the fund to fight the lending source how bright it was of them to force a neutral power's orders were to walk the line and sit the fence through the great war but big business figured with big chances big money lingered call envy proletariat empathy screams out from the jam halls back on a plane to Bosnia June 28th 2007 Tuberculosis in a cell 88 pounds sent by the black hand couldn't guess the profit line could infer that it was by design
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we found the quickest way to stick those saying maybe you should slaughter and share the air care with a sharp glare when inspired to drink some cocktails mixed by Molotov just to see who can find a reason that's less pleasin' to us we'd be stupid no to it's been a long wait for a four on four for shoot outs send out Sopel it's been a long wait when Barbarossa hit the ice patch covered landmines and they hovered on pins and knives they gave to boys in matching field grey and day by day they lured the wolfpack in the cauldron ther must be some mistake who taught these reds to skate all shells facing eastbound pucks shooting westbound both hit the crossbar and cam back to general Zeitzler who fanned the point shot it's possible June could have been warmer and less hostile to fight and pillage these garlic mixing vodka drinkers fast down the left wing and shoot top right corner oh what a great idea this was
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and it rings it fires a sound of mental knives being sharpened to fight these quickly moving machines and it rings it sounds a truth of a time tied down tangled knots without ends the street is like a distant moan slowly sound becomes mute ambience of those in pain wild white noise we only wait when there is hope we lay dying turn away ignorant minds hide behind stained glass the pigeons have been poisoned and cannot fly when asked held captive by bars out of reach scattered birds with no flock chalk it up as just one more East Vancouver heart attack (we all desire change but have none to spare). Build that ski jump high so we can clear this part of town by 2010 we'll find come a thousand year we'll still be unsound fuck that feeling focus on what you see make sure the message is easily perceived please continue to read let the airwaves plant the seed be created from foot to throat back to back alphabetically in rows and cover your face in ash step back wear this smile you are now in the wonderful world of denial there's no need waiting there's no use waiting time only determines how long it took before you changed absolutely everything
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'64 Shakedown
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drastic fashion change throw away your studded belts and chains make way for the new tectonic re-arrange on the northwest scape by way of death and strafe straighten your hat prepare for the mtv spin of the '64 shakedown hosted by J-Lo on channel 94 at ten for the article in the new issue of US where the Juan de Fuca plate was drunk and acting hostile denial of the Bonneville slide blamed on North American faults that spring under the crust broken down and sliding in all of the sound is mounted to the groud if it's imminence is all we think about it and hold on hoping Cascadia will fall and benefit those with no fashion sense the pop culture fix in
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Cortez the Killer Vancouver, British Columbia
Cortez the Killer is a rock and roll band that performed regularly in Vancouver between 2007 and 2012 in various bars like Pub 340, The Media Club, The Waldorf, and The Sweatshop, with various shit kicking local bands from the day, such as A Thousand Year Plan, Castle Grey Skull, A Textbook Tragedy, Ghost to Kill Again, Tenant, ASSERTION, Mongoose, Daggermouth, and so on. ... more
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