July 16

by bloody head

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released October 22, 2016

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Track Name: Long Holy Train
My father, he rides a long, holy train
Yeah, my father, he rides a long, holy train
Don’t ask me, man
I can’t explain
No, don’t ask me, man
I’m not the same

My mother,
She suffered
My mother,
She suffered
My mother,
She suffered
We took for cover

My father, he used to use his fists
my father, he used to shout and spit
My brother
He upped and split
Yeah, my brother said
Fuck this shit

My mother,
She suffered
My mother,
She suffered
My mother,
She suffered
We took for cover

My father, he rides a long, holy train
Yeah, my father, he rides a long, holy train
What can I say man?
He changed
No fucking shit man
He changed

That train, its bound for glory
Yeah its on a holy journey
Yeah that train, its bound for glory
Don’t ask me, man
There is no moral to this story
Track Name: Gilded Turds
Gentrified holocaust
Eat the rich
Stem the source
The highest bidder
Isn’t always right

Where you chose to lose your cash
Is the only power
You have left
Don’t give it to smarmy cunts
Who couldn’t care less

Don’t be bought
Don’t be sold
Don’t polish turds
Paint ‘em gold
Chuck ‘em through
Some yuppies window

Yuppie cunts, just fuck off!
Yuppie cunts, just fuck off!
Yuppie cunts, just fuck off!
Off!

Class war then
Class war now
burn the banks
cook the cash cow;
Smiling heads
Floating in shining swimming pools

Can’t buy class
Can’t buy style
Coke-fucked septum
Reptile smile
Vain
Vacuous
Full of shit
And nowt

Don’t matter if it’s utter shit
Cos it’ll get gilded
The stench of rotting flesh
Beneath fool’s gold

Yuppie cunts, just fuck off!
Yuppie cunts, just fuck off!
Yuppie cunts, just fuck off!
Off!

Give your soul a rinsing
And tell me what’s left?
Got anything
to show-pony-boy?
Owt worthwhile?
Trading in trends
Slave to algorithms
Selling yourself
Down the river to Mammon

Welcome to the modern dance
Zero substance
Zero class
Polished heads
Desperate to be adored

Don’t matter if it’s utter shit
Cos it’ll get gilded
The stench of rotting flesh
Beneath fool’s gold

I couldn’t give a flying fuck
That someone’s twoced your Audi’s wheels
Less is more
Stay pure
Stay poor
Track Name: Creepy Crawls
Millions of dead cops
Bodies line pavements
The systems failed
The systems breaking
Get ready
For the age of Darwin
God is dead
God is human
Good luck, kid
Both ends burning
The black gold’s run dry
The world keeps turning

Who ya gonna prey to?
Who’s gonna save you?
From yourself
From everyone else.

Swastika forehead
Jailhouse tattoo
Mark of the family
Charlie wont save you?
Swastika falling
Creeping and crawling
Aquarius dawning
The circle is broken
The serpent consumes
Its tail, your bones
Your skull, your soul
Helter skelter is go

Who ya gonna prey to?
Who’s gonna save you?
From yourself
From everyone else
Track Name: God's Dead, You're Next
the moon got shined within an inch of it’s life
the dancing shoes caught fire
stick a pig with the sacred knife
fell the crooked spire
loose the moorings of your skull
ride it to Valhalla
drink deep from gilded bowls
feel yourself expire
feel yourself expire
feel yourself expire
kneel before the fire
climb aboard your pyre

feel yourself expire
watch yourself expire
let yourself expire
climb aboard your pyre

what’s the plan, superman?
Got Nietzche on your shoulder
Saying ‘love life, just as best as you can…
don’t let Nature hold you’
Didn’t you know, god has died
Hasn’t no one told you?
Hold fast and hope the best
some bloody head from Zarathrustra
Don’t let freedom blind you
Don’t let the death squads find you
Don’t let a lover bind you
Just let yourself expire
Let yourself expire
feel yourself expire
kneel before the fire
climb aboard your pyre

feel yourself expire
watch yourself expire
let yourself expire
climb aboard your pyre
Track Name: The Pope's Head is the Same Shape as His Hat
The Pope’s head
Is the same shape
As his hat
Lizard-brained
Condom shame
Burn down the Vatican
Watch it burn

An empty coffin
Is a mold you fill
When you die
Like blancmange
And also made of bones
Horse bones,
and your own

Your soul is a leaking bag
The contents draining away
Is your life;
Dripping away
Becoming dust
Blown away
Becoming nowt
less than nowt
less than nowt

Stand in a doorway
Long enough
your head will swell
to fit the frame
round peg/
square hole
add some hinges
shut up shop
just shut up

silent
elephantiasis
swollen limb
ingrown stomach

Your soul is a leaking bag
The contents draining away
Is your life;
Dripping away
Becoming dust
Blown away
Becoming nowt
Less than nowt
Less than nowt
Less than nowt

cram the dust
of your life
down the barrel
of a gun
add powder and a fuse
and fire yourself
out of this world
and away
just go away

Your soul is a leaking bag
The contents draining away
Is your life;
Dripping away
Becoming dust
Blown away
Becoming nowt
Track Name: Fierce Joy
A crippled mess
You twisted spazz
Dripping and drooling,
What a complete
Waste of space

Big teeth
Tiny gums
Snotty nose
Shitty bum
Mewling and moaning
Leaking and groaning
Weeping and hoping
For something better
Than this

Oh, and it’s everywhere
Yeah, and it’s everywhere
Oh, and it’s everywhere
Yeah, Fierce joy!

Oh, and it’s everywhere
Yeah, and it’s everywhere
Oh, and it’s everywhere
Yeah, Fierce joy!

Get up and at ‘em, boy
Get up and at ‘em boy
Get up and at ‘em boy
Rain down tears
of fierce joy

Get up and at ‘em, boy
Get up and at ‘em boy
Get up and at ‘em boy
Rain down tears
of fierce joy

Useless is as useless does
Useless hippies
Useless punks
Useless acid
Useless junk
Useless dickheads
Chasing useless cunts

Oh, and it’s everywhere
Yeah, and it’s everywhere,
Oh, and it’s everywhere,
Yeah Fierce joy!

Get up and at ‘em, boy
Get up and at ‘em boy
Get up and at ‘em boy
Rain down tears
Of fierce joy

Get up and at ‘em, boy
Get up and at ‘em boy
Get up and at ‘em boy
Rain down tears
Of fierce joy
Track Name: Pink Haze
Don’t wanna eat
don’t wanna sleep
Oh I just wanna creep
yeah I just wanna creep
so gimme gimme gimme
Them red and white pills
Yeah gimme gimme gimme
Them red and white pills
Gimme gimme gimme
them red and white thrills
yeah Gimme gimme gimme
them red and white thrills

Don’t want to think
could use a drink
I’ll take what you give
Red and whites pink

Don’t wanna know, man
Just wanna go, man
And I’m moving too slow
Yeah, I’m moving too slow
So Gimme gimme gimme
Them red and white pills
Yeah gimme gimme gimme
Them red and white pills
Gimme gimme gimme
them red and white thrills
Gimme gimme gimme
them red and white thrills

Don’t want to think
could use a drink
I’ll take what you give
Red and whites pink
Track Name: Become Overcome
fear freedom
you who don't want it
you who wouldn't know what to do with it
you who don't deserve it
find yourself a master
make yourself a slave
kneel before the alter
open wide, be saved
give away your passions
shelve your hopes and prayers
make ugly your attractions
descend the marble stairs

all that is
and all that is undone
all that is right
and all that is wrong
all that you are
and all you are to become
lay yourself down
become overcome

see the beast
and the way it creeps
and the way it bites
with stolen teeth
see its jaws
as they open wide
smell it's breath
climb inside
smell death
walk side by side
universal slow suicide