1. |
Proud Boys
02:33
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Black out your eyes
I’ll stomp on your head
Piss on your grave
Fill your body up with lead
Only good bigot is a bigot that’s dead
Only good bigot is a bigot that’s dead
Black out your eyes
I’ll stomp on your head
Piss on your grave
Fill your body up with lead
Only good bigot is a bigot that’s dead
Only good bigot is a bigot that’s dead
What are you proud of?
Being so closed minded
All that hate inside you
You can’t even fucking hide it
Black out your eyes
I’ll stomp on your head
Piss on your grave
Fill your body up with lead
Only good bigot is a bigot that’s dead
Only good bigot is a bigot that’s dead
What are you proud of?
Being so closed minded
All that hate inside you
You can’t even fucking hide it
Last chance to apologize for the pain
Better wrap your lips around the metal
if you have nothing nice to say
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2. |
Birds Aren't Real
02:31
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Did you know that all the celebrities
The ones you and me see on tv
Are using babies bodies and they’re harvesting
Organs to stay young and on the screen
Isn't that the worst thing that you’ve ever seen?
And did you know that birds aren’t even real
They’re out in the world to learn how we feel
So that aliens can come and clone us
Put microchips in our brains and control us
Everyone in this world is so stupid
I can’t believe that you’d all put me through this
I don’t know, someway, somehow
I guess you’ll believe anything they tell you now
Did you know that bleach can cure it all
It can fix your back, make you nice and tall
Just need to drink it up with every meal
After that just let me know how you feel
Isn’t that the best thing you’ve ever seen
Did you know JFK Isn't really dead?
We didn't all see him get shot in the head
He's coming back now, hell, any day
To take all your problems and cares away
Everyone in this world is so stupid
I can’t believe that you’d all put me through this
I don’t know, someway, somehow
I guess you’ll believe anything they tell you now
someway, somehow
I guess you’ll believe anything they tell you now
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3. |
Crybaby Jesus
02:27
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Abort! Abort!
Abandon ship!
Fuck all politicians tryna drown us in their shit
They ban it for our health. Isn’t that a lie?
You think it's all the womens fault if she gives birth and dies
Freedom! Freedom!
It’s all a trick!
Autonomy is meaningless unless you have a dick
Guns are more important than a cell that’s not alive
“Cause coat hanger abortions make baby Jesus cry”
It’s good to be alive when
Mother Mary has died (x3)
Abort! Abort!
Abandon ship!
Won’t care about the child dying in a ditch
Just need to throw your weight around and show the world who’s boss
Freedom! Freedom!
It’s all a trick!
The way you’re treating people makes me fucking sick
If it isn’t your body then why would you decide?
“Cause coat hanger abortions make baby Jesus cry”
It’s good to be alive when
Mother Mary has died (x3)
Abort! Abort!
Abandon ship!
Fuck all politicians tryna drown us in their shit
Abort! Abort!
Abandon ship!
Fuck all politicians tryna drown us in their shit
Freedom! Freedom!
It’s all a trick!
And this is the last that we take of this shit
This is the last that we take of this shit
It’s good to be alive when
Mother Mary has died (x3)
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4. |
Control
02:24
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I want my dick, I want my tits
I want my pussy
I want my rights, I’ll take the fight
I’ll take every piece I can out of you
I want my dick, I want my tits
I want my pussy
I want my rights, I’ll take the fight
I’ll take every piece I can out of you
And when you try to take it back I’ll say
Sorry, not until there are equal rules
Not until I can love who I want
Be who I want
Until the world sees me
For who I am, and am not
He, She, or They
Bi, Gay, or Straight
It should all matter to you
get a fucking clue
He, She, or They
Bi, Gay, or Straight
It should all matter to you
I want my dick, I want my tits
I want my pussy
I’ll take my rights, I’ll take the fight
I’ll take every piece I can out of you
And when you try to take it back I’ll say
Sorry
He, She, or They
Bi, Gay, or Straight
It should all matter to you
get a fucking clue
He, She, or They
Bi, Gay, or Straight
It should all matter to you
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5. |
Mad Dog
02:43
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Holding on to the last scrap that you have
Worked for every last thing that you had
But it’s all gone, dust in your hand
It all cost you more than you bargained for
Worried that someone will take it from you
You’re paranoid but what can you do
Your father trusted them, and you do too
Thought it was what was best for you but
When you live on the edge of the world
Hope politicians are thinking of you
Like these fuckers said they would do
Convinced yourself that if anyone had less
They chose that life, chose that mess
Not understanding that all those thoughts
Have kept the power where they wanted to
And now you’re too far gone to make a change
Sold your soul, made the exchange
And they own you for the rest of your life
Watch them take your dogs, and next your wife
When you live on the edge of the world
Hope politicians are thinking of you
Like these fuckers said they would do
When you live on the edge of the world
Pray these low lifes are thinking of you
So sad that you don’t have a clue
Beg for all of your money
While your children go hungry
Line their pockets and fund them
Their wars and their hate
Nothing but a body to vote
They’ll help you write your suicide note
Leave you to drown with no boat
Pray to your god that your body will float
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BirdCop Rochester, Minnesota
A five piece band hailing from Rochester Mn. Birdcop brings elements of punk, garage, and hardcore and blends them all together with maxed out fuzz pedals and politically charged lyrics.
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