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Televirus
03:14
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Panicked America
Your neighbors all have the virus
Stampede the banks and stores
The media has made us mindless
Shooters on every rooftop
Riots on every street
Like a Mad Max movie
The news on TV
Hey you in the face-mask, If you didn't have a TV
You'd be happier, you'd be free and not afraid of the air you breathe
Every show looks like pornography
Little kids learning sodomy
Operation Mockingbird
This corporate cinematography
Hey, wide world of sports fans TV ain't reality
At some point the newsman has become your enemy
They manipulate us, what to buy and how to act
TV the stimulus, trained monkeys react
Brainwashed by corporations, we keep our eyes off the ball
Polarized, distracted is how they got us all
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2. |
Religion
02:59
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I go to church each Sunday and give alms to the Lord
and the rockabilly preacher with the big pompadour
who asks for more money and I give him more
he assures my place in Heaven is something I must afford
I buy religion, religion, religion
I buy into the system
My mind is in a prison
I buy religion, religion, religion
and when the mass is over, we start a raging bonfire
the more books that we burn the more that we feel pious
I took the whole family to see Mel Gibson's Passion
I think the sequel should star Chuck Norris,
call it God: Missing In Action
I buy religion, religion, religion
I buy into the system
My mind is in a prison
I buy religion, religion, religion
There are those that say the world is 6000 years old
They just want your money, they just want control
an American theocracy on an endless crusade
accelerate Armageddon with war famine and plague
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3. |
Fat Rat Bastard
02:59
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You fat rat bastard
you can not even stand up
you can not pick your hand up
and now you roll away
You can not pull your pants up
You can not do a push up
Your wife will surely give up
You're over, gone away
You fund the anti-fascist
but you only want to crash us
When Britain froze your assets
You'll surely roll away
You can't go home to Hungary
Poland, Russia or Turkey
Accountant for the Nazis
You'll surely roll away
You fat rat bastard
you cruise around the wal-mart
in an electric go cart
you're looking for a way
to jack it in the bathroom
with who-ever or with whom
preferably some young poon
You're gone and bussed away
You fund the anti-fascist
but you only want to crash us
When Britain froze your assets
You'll surely roll away
You can't go home to Hungary
Poland, Russia or Turkey
Accountant for the Nazis
You'll surely roll away
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4. |
Rockin' with Epstein
01:08
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One for the money
two for the plane
three for the island where we'll all get laid
C'mon, lets rock it with Epstein
C'mon everybody, we're rockin' with Epstein
We got Clinton there
Royals there
All the little girls in their underwear
C'mon, lets rock it with Epstein
C'mon everybody, we're rockin' with Epstein
Go Bill go!
We can can knock 'em down
Step on their face
rape them slaves all over the place
C'mon, lets rock it with Epstein
C'mon everybody, we're rockin' with Epstein
C'mon everybody, we're rockin' with Epstein
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5. |
Weather Control
04:35
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The Army controls the weather
never say never
big government can
summon a twister
Made to order storms, hurrricanes on demand
this isn't science fiction, is it a CIA plan
Tornado modification from the patented corporations
Vladimir Putin makes it sunny at celebrations
The Army controls the weather
never say never
big government can
summon a twister
Electromagnetic beam from a satellite
zapping tornadoes, pinpoint lightning strikes
Activate weather-shield with jet-chemtrails
and the HAARP antenna can manipulate the wind
Man-made cyclones in Malaysia
You're a lab-rat dosed with radiation
And the forest fires in California
were set by the investigator
Man-made “natural disasters” from aluminum clouds
Hallelujah FEMA, martial Law has come to town
The Army controls the weather
never say never
big government can
summon a twister
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6. |
Phony Moon Mission
03:33
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Houston to Major Tom
The countdown has begun
Are you ready for blast off?
Have you practiced your moonwalk?
Roger that Houston
Proceed with your counting
Tell my wife and kids
that soon I’ll be returning
from another phony moon mission
Blasting through the stratosphere
We are on our way
they think we're headed for the stars
But we're really just gonna stay
in a high earth orbit
and with a movie stage
actors down on earth
will pretend to be in-a galaxy far away
We’re on another phony moon mission
Follow on the tv
Ready our parade
our images of Planet X
are deleted right away
and the little green men
They always like to tamper
The meaning of NASA is
Never A Straight Answer
We’re on another phony moon mission
solo
Phony moon mission and Van Allen radiation
we can fake our way through with a tv station
Project Blue Beam sodium layer presentation
They can even paint the sky with an alien invasion
Capricorn 2 this is Houston do you copy?
Commander Buzz here. We're in a quote-unquote-”high-earth-orbit” if you know what I mean. Hahaha. Thanks for all the the booze left over from the T-38 training missions. Commander Glenn just beat my high score on that high-tech space simulator you sent (asteroids sounds). Whoops, did I just spill the beans? Ah whatever. Just make up some show on TV debunking conspiracy theories and the mentally retard public will believe all of it. Over
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7. |
Bohemian Grove
03:32
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People these days live in tents
They've had enough of this government
So he burned the flag on the dirt
This is the ballad of Jason Bargert
Jason came to protest
with a flag and a cigarette
lighter for all to see
On every newspaper in the country
What is it to protest?
Is it to sit all day on the grass?
To be a revolution
It needs a swift kick in the ass
People these days live in tents
They've had enough of this government
So he burned the flag on the dirt
This is the ballad of Jason Bargert
The cops came to check out the fire
But Jason was no liar
He took responsibility
I burned that damn flag said he
I burned it for love of country
A country controlled by money
I stand against Wall Street
And I'll do it again proudly
People these days live in tents
They've had enough of this government
So he burned the flag on the dirt
This is the ballad of Jason Bargert
So the cops had Jason arrested
Tried to make him look like an idiot
Everyone wants an apology
But Jason just wants to be free
A man loves his country
A man loves his cause
Even if it's a mistake
Jason has got some balls
People these days live in tents
They've had enough of this government
So he burned the flag on the dirt
This is the ballad of Jason Bargert
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9. |
War on Drugs
02:20
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The elite declare a war that can't be won
the media they own they all just play along
declare a war on drugs but really the CIA
smuggle dope in the bodies of the DOA
control the third world, Wall St funds the coup
run some scare ads and the sheeple will be duped
outlaw the herbs, never question big pharma
ship the coke into Mena from Columbia
Next they target the kids, they've all got ADD
stupid parents will believe in anything
the doctor says, they're pushers for prescriptions
hooking everyone with some new addiction
Just say no is their solution to the world
their vaccines will retard your boys and girls
get the kids ready for another Vietnam
while the conglomerates proliferate their arms
War on this, war on that, war on drugs and the rich get fat
Next they target the adults,
Wanna work? Take the vaccine
And as proof scan your chip in our machine
The debts slaves, tired and drugged
will never change things worth a fuck
Now the time is up the government reacts
Emergency powers round up the dissidents
their zillion dollar wars are going just fine
Anything they say or do the public just complies
War on this …
Prohibition on herbs and plants 'cause big pharma runs our government
Now the time has come to go and lock you up
You use the drugs that the government imports
You'll spend your life in a forced labor camp'
You are a slave of your government
War on drugs, more drugs
War on illiteracy, more illiteracy
War on poverty, more poverty
War on terror, more terror
War on this ...
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10. |
Bill of Rights
03:12
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Big Brother go away
we got the bill of rights
When you are in fear of the policing of your life
remember number one is the five basic rights
right to assemble, right to free press,
free speech, religion and petition government
Protecting yourself with a rifle
is not the same as being homicidal
Remember number three and Posse Comitatus Act
if soldiers want in throw them out on their ass
Big brother …
If they come to do a search and seizure
go back and get a warrant and follow procedure
If the cops say you're under arrest
amendment number five says silence is best
If they threaten to lock you up for a while
it's a blatant violation of your fair and speedy trial
If they say judge and jury has no purpose
remember numbers seven grants habeus corpus
Big brother
solo
Remember number eight is nothing cruel or unusual
gulags in America are unconstitutional
Just because it's not written down on paper
doesn't mean you gotta get permission from Darth Vader
The Feds are limited by number ten
let the states and the people try what's better for them
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11. |
Lettuce Gig
01:32
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Playing in a band, nothing could be better
Gigging every night until the virus made us beggars
Cops and the governor making quite fuss
Never gonna gig until they let us
Every booking canceled, bars out of business
Got no gigs, they even canceled Christmas
starving to death and I can't even busk
Never gonna gig until they let us
Every music student canceled every single lesson
trapped in my apartment and it's feeling like a prison
Need another check from the President
or I'll have to sell my horn just to pay the rent
Quarantines and curfews, lock-downs and-the-blues
find a speakeasy just to play some tunes
singing in a face-mask, world has gone nuts
Never gonna gig until they let us
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12. |
Talking Head
01:40
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You're a talking head
your brain is dead
are you a censor
with an agenda
Behind the face of big broadcasting
is six corporations that do the commanding
from news, to weapons to money grubbing lobbyists
it's all controlled by the same conglomerates
Gotta blow the cover off the latest evil scam
unless my boss says stick my head in the sand
Gotta have disaster to draw in the viewers
We pick what we show and just how we'll skewer
Talking Head …
Actor first, president next
a psy-op of the military-industrial complex
Q Anon wants you to think that he's a folk-hero
but he's just another billionaire in a limo
It's all a big rat race straight up to the top
servants of the warhawks, we talk their talk
groomed by corporate planners at global headquarters
to be a pretty face that is good at taking orders
Talking Head
Gotta make the ratings to appease the shareholders
We'll only talk about the news that keeps the people poorer
push the propaganda, we're the horsemen of deception
TV's not for fun, its is now a weapon
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13. |
Banjo Boy
06:50
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So it all starts with these girls right, one of them tells her friend she wants to meet me, and so I go try to talk to her and she has what's known in psychology class as a reaction-formation. That's when anxiety causes you to act in a way totally-opposite of what you're supposed to. The bitch just totally flips out and gets hostile over a “hello”. At the time I didn't really understand what happened, so I just say “bye” and split. Then what happens next is the bitch starts stalking me. She goes around to all the clubs I used to go to and meeting all my people and telling them that we had a thing and that I'm hung up on her. She's crazy. We had about 60 seconds of communication, I hardly knew who she was!
Fat man liar leader of the pack
He plays shit music in some old shack
Heard my band and he got jealous
worked himself into a wheelchair tryin' to destroy us
Hey little boy with the banjo in your hand
You're afraid of everyone who plays better than you can
So check it out, next this chick starts fucking with my family probably because she's not really getting to me. So she becomes “besties” with my brother's girl and starts meddling with their issues. And when they finally do split, she's so involved she shows up in court over their child-custody trying to be his girl's lawyer and the judge tells the bitch that if she doesn't shut up immediately she'll go to jail. Isn't that hilarious?
Skinny man liar snorting coke
Big rock producer, what a joke
Sabotaged tape, your mix sucked
But it's been a long time and I could really give a fuck
Hey little boy with the banjo in your hand
You're afraid of everyone, so you control booking the bands
So finally this chick gets on social media and starts spreading everything defamatory she can think of about me and my family and of course our enemies see the opportunity to join in. But my brother goes to the club to try to smooth it out but is assaulted by the staff, yes the staff (are you listening ABC board?) , however he's a martial artist and ends up kicking the bouncers ass. So the bouncer's girlfriend-lawyer retaliates by filing a false police report that he assaulted her in the fracas, but when I got the word out to that bitch we could have her disbarred she finally shuts up.
Hey little boy, with your booking and your bands
You'll never get to me, because you don't understand
You're just a little boy with everybody's dick in your hand
Keep your fucking scene, I find it rather bland
Whoa, when jealousy's what you got
You will resort to making lies up
Whoa, you live a life of hate
better watch out before it's checkmate
Whoa, you've got vindictiveness
And in due time your foot will slip
Whoa
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14. |
Moonlight Sonata
05:52
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