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I identify as a death threat
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Nice Shot, Nancy Boy!
01:54
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Take a swing at me
Take a swing at me
I can feel the hateful
Energy
Take a swing at me
Take a swing at me
I can feel the hatred you have for me
If it isn’t straight and white then it’s an enemy
Nice shot
Nice shot
Nice shot
Take a swing at me
Take a swing at me
I can feel the kickback of your bigotry
Take a swing at me
Take a swing at me
Oh honey
Are you scared you wanna kiss me?
If it isn’t straight and white then it’s an enemy
Nice shot
Nice shot
Nice shot Nancy boy
You fucking missed
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3. |
Hunting Party
03:01
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You neoliberal
You fascist sympathiser
Maggie thatcher looking up
She is so fucking proud
Make the public foot the losses
Whilst you privatise the profits
And every hungry child
Is one meal closer to a coffin
We’ll run you out
And hunt you down
The only honest bit of red
Is your fox hunting jacket
It’s open season on red tie tories
Make the public foot the losses
Whilst you privatise the profits
And every hungry child
Is one meal closer to a coffin
We’ll run you out
And hunt you down
We'll send the hounds into your fucking rat hole
We're gonna leave you in the ground
Make the public foot the losses
Whilst you privatise the profits
And every hungry child
Is one meal closer to a coffin
You neoliberal
You fascist sympathiser
Maggie thatcher looking up
She is so fucking proud
We're gonna leave you in the ground
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241 @ Dignitas
00:37
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Two for one at Dignitas
I'm taking you with me
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Woof Woof Cunt
The dog got the shotgun
Woof woof cunt
The dog got the shotgun
4 paws and two smoking barrels.
4 paws and two smoking barrels
Woof Woof Cunt
The dog got the shotgun
Woof woof cunt
The dog got the shotgun
4 paws and two smoking barrels.
4 paws and two smoking barrels
Ol' Yeller got the drop on me
He's got a fucking gun
You better fucking run
The dogs got a gun
Ol' Yeller got the drop on me
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Minimum Rage
03:21
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Clock in, tune out
I'll never get this time back
Staring blankly at a screen
Life being syphoned from me
I broke my back for you
Eight-fifty for my spine
Bled myself dry for you
Eight-fifty for my mind
If you feed the machine
You’ll eventually get bitten by it
Nothing will change
While we’re on minimum rage
The starving masses will blame themselves
The myth of meritocracy is all we know
Lauded over with land and crown
Living in borrowed homes
I broke my back for you
Eight-fifty for my spine
Bled myself dry for you
Eight-fifty for my mind
If you feed the machine
You’ll eventually get bitten by it
Nothing will change
while we’re on minimum
Burn it down
Blood as ballast
Bone as timber
Rebuild the homes
They swept away
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GOOD COP England, UK
Queer Anarcho Chaotic Hardcore
Vic Sell (they/them) -
Vocals
El Foster (they/them) - Guitar/Vocals
Jared Guy (he/him) - Guitar/Vocals
Tom Stokes (he/him) - Bass
Gabriel Wilson (he/him) - Drums
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