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Dirty Rotten Imbeciles lyrics

Album: Thrash Zone [1989]

Tracks14
 01  Thrashard
 02  Beneath The Wheel
 03  Enemy Within
 04  Strategy
 05  Labeled Uncreable
 06  You Say I'm Scum
 07  Gun Control
 08  Kill The Words
 09  Drown You Out
 10  The Trade
 11  Standing In Line
 12  Give A Hoot
 13  Worker Bee
 14  Abduction
all Dirty Rotten Imbeciles lyrics



Thrashard
There's a gig
At 5th and Main
Gonna catch the bus
Or take the train
We'll steal or find
Or borrow cash
And we'll be there
Ready to thrash

The band kickes in
They begin to rage
No-man's land
In front of the stage
Poseurs in the bathroom
Still looking at their hair
Thrashers in the foreground
Doing what they dare

In the pit (5)

Thrashing and slamming
Like hell in the pit
Tomorrow they know
May not come
Banging and moshing
Like they don't give a shit
To the rapid beat
Of the drum

A boot to your forehead
A knee in your face
Your nose and lips
Start to bleed
Like a wild Indian
From outer space
Drunk and
High on weed

Guitar seems so fucking loud
People walking on the crowd
Diving off the P.A. stacks
Breaking ankles,necks and backs
Then the circle begins
In the thrashing pit
Fist are flying
People getting hit
Tooth chippers left and right
Skinheads in another fight
Banging heads and broken jaws
Because there are no laws

In the pit

Then you start thrashing
Like never before
Stagediving, headwalking like mad
Doing your thing
All over the floor
The best time that you've ever had

You are hurt all over
But can't feel a thing
Not until the next day
Then you wake up
Stiff as a board
And the pain won't go away

Another gig at 5th and Main
We'll catch the bus
Or take the train
We'll steal or find
Or borrow cash
And we'll be there
Ready to thrash

In the pit (5)back to top
Beneath The Wheel
Beneath The Wheel

Go! - Don't be late
First one out of the starting gate
Run! - Be on time
First one to cross the finish line

Swim ahead of the school
If you have to, cheat
If you never slow down
You'll never be beat
If you lose in life
It's because you lagged
Keep up with the traffic
Or you'll get dragged down
Beneath the wheel

Go! - Don't be tardy
Fell asleep last night ar a party
Run! - Make the grade
School's a job you dont get paid

Run at the head of the pack
Be the leader in this race
Stay up front
Just in case
If you lose in life
It's because you lagged
Keep up with the traffic
Or you'll get dragged down
Beneath the wheel

Don't play child's games
They're just a waste of mind
Study every night or you minght fall behind-
Dragged down beneath the wheel
Stop! - You can't win
But you can always
Catch up in the endback to top
Enemy Within
Mommy, Daddy
Help me please
I beg of you
I'm on my knees
Save me from
This Life I Lead
The pain, the blood
The agony
I want to stop

Somehow I can't
The time draws near
I start to pant
Once again
I put it off
I swallow hard
And Then I cough

CHORUS

Enemy
Whith in my head
I often wish
That i was dead
No self control
Of my own mind
Got to stop
There's no more time

I've got to try
I must release
Rid my soul
From this beast
It's my lst chance
I must prevail
Cast put the enemy
I musn't fail

REPEAT CHORUS

Enemy
Whith in my head
I often wish
That i was dead
No self control
Of my own mind
Got to stop
There's no more timeback to top
Strategy
Question marks
In my head
My mouth cried
And my eyes bled

I streched my thoughts
Put them on the rack
In a mind so dark
It's almost black

Strategy (2)

These distorted, contorted
Ideas of mine
Are telling me something
I think it's a sign

Hidden meanings
Found deep within
Brought fourth
With the tip of a pen

Then all these thoughts
Are on display
Part of my lifetime
Strategy

Strategy (2)back to top
Labeled Uncreable
Felling sick and weak inside
Lost all hope and my pride
Something's gone wrong with me
Diseased body, what can this be?
She turned me on to her fate
Now i lie here losing weight
I was home and being bored
She's one chick i shouldn't have scored

Labeled uncurable (2)

Can't take this agony
Unstable mantality
Insanity is setting in
I'll take my life if i can
My family's all disowned me
Untolerated by society
I wish i could just go home
But I'm stuck here to die alone

Labeled uncurable (4)

Felling sick and weak inside
I lost all hope and my pride
I was home and being bored
She's one chick I shouln't have scored
Nothing to do but wait
Sit around filled with hate
I can't take this agony
Labeled uncurableback to top
You Say I'm Scum
I want to play my music
As loud as i please
I want to grow my hair
Down to my knees
I won't get a job
And be punching your clock
Won't be another number
In you lay off slot

You say I'm scum (8)

I want a house with a whte picket fence
Don't look at me like i make no sence
He says I'm dumb
She says I'm scum

You say I'm scum (6)

You flew right by me
In your Porsche today
Hand me my skateboard
And I'll make my way
Who are you to tell me
I'm not right
You had your nose to the mirror
All last night

You say I'm scum (4)back to top
Gun Control
Automatic weapons were meant for the war
But here they are right outside your front door
Gangs and thieves are armed to the hilt
Ready to kill without the quilt

Lock and load
We need gun control (2)

A shot rings out from down the street
The gangs are restless from the night heat
The cold, black metal has made them insane
Killing each other is part of the game

Lock and load
We need gun control (2)

The barrel of a gun at the back of your head
Your money or your life is all that he said
Do you want to die or live to be old
Don't think twice about gun control

Lock and load
We need gun control (2)

We were given the right to bear arms
When our land was all ranch and farms
The law is old and in need of updating
There's no time time for hesitating

Lock and load
We need gun control (2)back to top
Kill The Words
Kill the author
Of the best seller
Place a bounty
Upon his head
Kill writer
Of opposition
Tell the squad
I want that man dead

I want him dead (2)

Kill free speech
As an example
Hang the corpse
For all to see
Kill all hope
Of restitution
And all
Who dare oppose me

Kill the words (2)

Infidels, pagans and traitors
Allah damns you for your blasphemy
Your Satanic Verses
Have earned you a death sentence
I am sworn to kill all
Who may disagree

All of you heathens
And unbelievers
I won't even give you
A chance to fight
I've got my men out there
Waiting and stationed
Ready to strike
When the time is right

Burn the stores
That serve as outlets
They are all
My enemy

Kill all means
Of distribution
That make possible
All their heresy

Kill the words (2)back to top
Drown You Out
We've waited with patience
For acceptance
Into your lame-o stations
You've left us no choice
Because you won't let us
Voice our opinions

We've got to drown you out
Drown you out (2)

When commercial sponsors
Decide what we hear
Something's wrong
How much money would they lose
If they decided
To choose our song?

We've got to drown you out
Drown you out (2)

We've waited with patience
For acceptance
Into your lame-o stations
You've left us no choice
And we have got to
Voice our opinionsback to top
The Trade
I'm on a roll
Out of control
Another one night stand
I can't get away
'Cause I'm on display
But I can't see you, man

CHORUS

Smile for the cameras
Smile for the fans
Sign their records
And shake their hands
Try to stay healthy
Try to get laid
Make it to the show
That's the trade (2)

I sleep all day
On the freeway
On the bus between each gig
I'm making my living
Singing my songs
Doing my thing, dig

I had a dream
So I made some plans
Things have a way of working out
I found a few people
And formed a band
Taught myself to shout

REPEAT CHORUS

Write down stuff
You feel strongly about
Others may feel the same
And before you know it
You might be a big star
And everyone will know your name

When you learn the trade
And you're on display
Everyone knows that name
Everyone knows our name
Everyone knows my nameback to top
Standing In Line
Standing in line
For something to eat
Dragging my ass
Dead on my feet
No more possessions
Just my clothes
Down on my luck
And I'm sure it shows

No confidence
No self-esteem
When I lost my love
I lost my dream
Aching heart
Head and soul
Sleepless nights
Are taking their toll

Back to the hotel
On welfare street
A beer, then bed
'Cause I'm so beat
Walk down the hall
Just to take a piss
Never thought I'd
End up like this

The obvious conclusion
The inevitable end
Death will be welcomed
Like a friendback to top
Give A Hoot
I give a hoot
But I still pollute
I don't know what's the matter with me
I won't kill
But I think I'd shoot
If it meant whether or not I'd be free

Simulated sympathy
In a world full of pain
It's each for his own
If there's something to gain

I've got my own problems
It's hard to care
There's just more death
Then I can bear

So I fly my flag at half mast
Big, black clouds hanging over me
My days are always overcast
Burnt out buildings return my stare

But I must hang on
Though the sea is dead
I must hold on
Someone said

I must go on
Though young men die
I must push on
But I can't rember whyback to top
Worker Bee
You're a worker bee
Can't you see?
A cog in the wheel
Of their factory
You'll do what you're told
Until you grow old
Or you get laid off
Because the company's sold

Change your mind
To change the way
You've lived up tilll now
Go somewhere
And have some fun
While you remember how

They'll buy a machine
Know what I mean?
It punches your holes
At twice the speed
And half the cost
Look at the boss
A smile on his face
He's laughing his ass off

Change your mind
To change the way
You've lived up tilll now
Go somewhere
And have some fun
If you remember howback to top
Abduction
Where have all the children gone?
How long must the search go on?
See them on the milk carton
Someone stole their only son
Abducted from their place of play
It seems to happen every day
Almost like it's done for pay
But who to know and who's to say?

Posted in the corner store
Two missing children, maybe more
Their age, their height, the clothes they wore
And just what the witness saw
Most of them are never found
Although a few will come around
In garbage or the river drowned
Simetimes six feet underground

Abduction (2)

Abductors must be really sick
Something in their heads went click
A message from some late night flick
Or even some backwoods red neck hick
The schools are going on patrol
'Cause now the thief is on a roll
Their adding up and taking toll
Abductor must not have a soul

Where have all the children gone?
How long must the search go on?
See them on the milk carton
Someone stole someone's son
Abducted from their place of play?
Are they sold into slavery?
Some say they just ran away
But who's to know and who's to say?back to top
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