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Sephiroth
posted on 05-03-2001 @ 3:40 PM      
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Registered: Dec. 00
Spit, GREAT Misfits Song! Here a few of my favorite 'Fits



Bloodfeast

When they pull out her tongue
Pul off her face, pluck out her eyes
Well the blood runs cold for...
When it drips from the mouth Be forewarned, be prepared
for a grizzly bloodfeast
And that bloods so real
because I just can't can't fake it
When you think of severed heads
Think of my face, think that you're alive
Well I guess I fooled you
When you think of my face
Think of your blood, think that you're dead
Cause it's a grizzly bloodfeast
I'm posessing your death
possessingyour blood
possessing your head
Cause it's a priviledged bloodfeast
I'm possessing your heart
possessing your tongue, possessing your blood
Cause it just won't fake you
And that bloods so real
because I just can't can't fake it
And that bloods so real
because I just can't can't fake it
And that blood, and that blood
I'm possessing your death
possessing your blood
possessing your demise
For a priviledged bloodfeast
I'm possessing your heart
possessing your tongue, possessing your blood
Cause it just won't fake you
And that bloods so real
because I just can't can't fake it
And that blood, and that blood


Bullet

President's bullet ridden body in the street
Ride, Johnny Ride
Kennedy's shattered head hits concrete
Ride, Johnny Ride
Johnny's wife is floundering
Johnny's wife is scared
Run, Jackie Run
Texas is an outrage when your husband is dead
Texas is an outrage when thye pick up his head
Texas is the reason, That the President's dead
You gotta suck, suck, Jackie Suck
President's bullet ridden body in the street
Ride, Johnny Ride
Kennedy's shattered head hits concrete
Ride, Johnny Ride
Texas is an outrage when your husband is dead
Texas is an outrage when thye pick up his head
Texas is the reason, That the President's dead
You gotta suck, suck, Jackie Suck
Arise Jackie O, Jonathan of Kennedy
Arise and be shot down
This dirt's gonna be your desert
And my cum be your life source
And the only way to get it
Is to suck, or Fuck
Or be poor and devoid
and masturbate me, masturbate me
Then slurp it from your palm, like a dry desert
soakin up the rain, soakin up the sun
Like a dry desert, soakin up the rain, soakin up suuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuunnnnnnn




Death Comes Ripping

Turn the lights down low
And bolt the door up
Future is coming
Future rising up
Whoa
Shotgun blast, a demon piece of lead
With both eyes open
I wait up for the kill
Feel the evil
Feel the heat as I blast you open
Death comes ripping
And it's going, death comes ripping
You feel the heat as death comes ripping
Rip your back out
And death comes ripping out
Flesh and blood
Too weak for you
Turning it over
A little too late to penetrate
Death comes ripping
And it's going, death comes ripping
You feel the heat as death comes ripping
Rip your back out
Death comes ripping
And it's going, death comes ripping
You feel the heat as death comes ripping
Rip your back out
Death comes ripping
And I know that death comes ripping out
Whoa, Whoa, Whoa, Whoa
Whoa


Die Die My Darling

Die, die, die my darling
Don't utter a single word
Die, die, die my darling
Just shut your pretty mouth
I'll be seeing you again
I'll be seeing you in Hell
Don't cry to me oh baby
Your future's in an oblong box, yeah
Don't cry to me oh baby
Should have seen it a-coming on
Don't cry to me oh baby
I don't know it was in your power
Don't cry to me oh baby
Dead-end girl for a dead-end guy
Don't cry to me oh baby
Now your life drains on the floor
Don't cry to me oh baby
Die, die, die my darling
Don't utter a single word
Die, die, die my darling
Just shut your pretty mouth
I'll be seeing you again
I'll be seeing you in Hell
Don't cry to me a baby
Your future is in an oblong box
Don't cry to me oh baby
Should have seen the end a-coming on, a-coming
Don't cry to me oh baby
I don't know it was in your power
Don't cry to me oh baby
Dead-end girl for a dead-end guy
Don't cry to me oh baby
Now your life drains on the floor
Don't cry to me oh baby
Die, die, die my darling
Don't utter a single word
Die, die, die my darling
Shut your pretty mouth
I'll be seeing you again
I'll be seeing you in Hell
Don't cry to me oh baby
Die, die, die my darling
Don't cry to me oh baby
Die, die, die my darling
Die, die, die my darling
Die, die, die my darling
Die, die, die, die, die, die....



Green Hell

Here in this place lies the genie of death
Touch it, see it
Whoa
Here in this place is a means to your end
Touch it, feel it
Green hell
You've come to this like no one could
I bet you never knew you woke it
And don't you run away from anything
I bet you thought you really could in Hell
We're gonna burn in hell
Green hell
Like every hell but kind of green
In hell, green hell
We're gonna face the mess we're
In hell, green hell
I think I'd rather be up here
In hell, green hell
You know I fucking shake apart
In hell, green hell
Gotta find a way that you will stay
Green hell
Cannot forget about the heat
In hell, green hell
Hell is green, I need a flame
In hell, green hell
Gotta burn in hell
Green hell
You've come to this like no one could
I bet you never knew you woke it
And don't you run from anything
I bet you thought you really could take it
Here in this place is the genie of death
Touch it, see it
Whoa
Here in this place is a means to your end
Touch it, feel it
Green hell
You've come to this like no one could
I bet you never knew you woke it
And don't you run away from anything
I bet you thought you really could
You've come to this like no one could
I bet you never knew you woke it
We're gonna burn in Hell
Green hell







"It's no secret that a conscience can sometimes be a pest,
It's no secret that ambition bites the nails of success,
Every artist is a coward, Every poet is a thief
They all kill their inspiration and sing about their grief."
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WoRMFACE
posted on 05-03-2001 @ 4:43 PM      
O&A Board Regular
Registered: Oct. 00
Death comes ripping and BUllet use to be my two favorite misfits songs ever... heres a pretty good punk song, im hoping some of you know this one...

By KILL THE MAN WHO QUESTIONS
A Study in Elitism

When the last state is smashed and all the systems have been up'd

When the last pig's been shot and the last politician hung

When you've firebombed the final mall, spraypainted on every wall, where will fault be laid to rest?

With every slogan satisfied, how many patches will be realized as mere compliments to a form of dress?

Does their corruption just excuse such a one sided point of view, if, while they're fucking people over you're too drunk to tie your shoes.

The blame has been shifted so many times, Gagged is the suggestion that the fact is the fault just may come from inside.



Narrator: Political and social ideologies based soley on silk-screened patches and catchy slogans, a weak rebellion doth make.
[bold]







Kill Your
Elected
Official
Today!
adolescentmasturbator
posted on 05-03-2001 @ 5:08 PM      
O&A Board Regular
Registered: Jan. 01
Misfits are one of the greatest punk bands ever. If you are a big fan you should definitely get the box set. It is the definitive collection of songs. It is great to hear different versions of the same song, hearing how it progressed thru time.

AngelFuck

Little Angelfuck
It's a shame that luck is the only thing
Did you like the fun
Did you like the times that I promised you
Open wounds on your brow
Little angel in red
She isn't lovin you anymore
Little Angelfuck
I see you goin down on a fireplug
Little Angelfuck
Size for everyone
Let those bastards believe
Dry your eyes and we'll leave
She isn't lovin you anymore
Little Angelfuck
I see you goin down on a fireplug
Little Angelfuck
Size for everyone
Let those bastards believe
Dry your eyes and we'll leave
She isn't lovin you anymore

Children In Heat

Children in heat
They have no conscience
No resistance
You gotta see this big reaction
No resistance
Cellophane sex, a new way of life
With your heart in your throat
And the other alive
You've been pissin', pissin' blood
Pissin' blood for seven days
No resistance
No resistance
No resistance
Children in heat
You can't control them
Why they're away and away
They're always gonna run away
Children in heat
You can't control them
Why they're running away
Children in heat
Are young little kindle wood
I see them burning
They all changed their names to Chicago
No resistance
No resistance
No resistance
Children in heat
You can't control them
Why they're running away
Children in heat
You can't control them
Why they're running away and away
They're always gonna run away
Children in heat
You can't control them
Why they're running away and away
They're always gonna run away
Children in heat
You can't control them
Why they're running away

she

she walked out with empty arms machine gun in her hand
she is good and she is bad no one understands
she walked in in silence never spoke a word
she's got a rich daddy she's her daddy's girl

she loves naked sin
he loves evil sex
she has lost control
they are growing old

she will hide in silence then her day will come
she was virgin vixen she is on the run
she is on the run
she is on the run

where eagles dare

we walk the streets at night
we go where eagles dare
they pick up every movement
they pick up every loser
with jaded eyes and features
you think they really care

i ain't no goddamn son of a bitch
you better think about it baby
i ain't no goddamn son of a bitch
you better think about it baby, babe

an omelet of disease awaits your noontime meal
her mouth of germicide seducing all your glands

i ain't no goddamn son of a bitch
you better think about it baby
i ain't no goddamn son of a bitch
you better think about it baby, babe

let's test your threshold of pain let's see how long you last
that hatpin in your retina unbosoms all your past
with jaded eyes and features
you think they really care
let's go where eagles dare
we'll go where eagles dare

i ain't no goddamn son of a bitch
you better think about it baby
i ain't no goddamn son of a bitch
you better think about it baby
i ain't no goddamn son of a bitch
you better think about it baby
i ain't no goddamn son of a bitch
you better think about it baby, hey

mommy, can i go out and kill tonight?

1, 2, 3, 4

singled out the kids who are mean to me
get straight A's but they still make fun
i don't give a...
i'll laugh last
stayed in every night
do my homework so i'll be smart
girls all say i'm a little fucked

mommy i'm a good boy
mommy i'm a fuckin' savior
mommy i'm alive

mommy, can i go out and kill tonight

rip the veins from human necks until they're wet with life
razor-blades love teenage flesh an epidermoty
i'll bring back a souvenir for it's my mommy's dream

can i go out and kill tonight, kill tonight

killed a girl on lovers' lane i kept her toes and teeth
every night i stalk around until i find my keep
i'll bring back a souvenir for it's my mommy's dream

can i go out and kill tonight, kill tonight

killed a girl on lovers lane i kept her toes and teeth
every night i stalk around until i find my keep
mommy i'll bring back a souvenir for it's my mommy's dream

can i go out and kill tonight, kill tonight
kill tonight
kill tonight
kill tonight
kill tonight
kill tonight
kill tonight

can i go out and kill tonight
kill tonight
kill tonight
kill tonight
kill tonight
kill tonight
kill tonight
kill tonight




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