1. |
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Touch from
My hand
You can not
Withstand
Gas from
The sky
So you
Must die
State of the U
State of the U
State of the U
State of the Union Carbide
[guitar wankery]
You have
Not much
You give
I touch
I take
Your life
Your kids
Your wife
State of the U
State of the Union Carbide
Die, unworthy
Die, scum
Die, parasites
Here I come
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2. |
Sacrifice the Weak
01:26
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VERSE:
Go to work
Drive your car
Hit the beach
Or a bar.
Forget the mask,
There's no need.
Get back to life,
And serve my greed.
CHORUS:
Die for the economy!
The show must go on.
Die for the economy!
Re-opening at dawn.
You've got a job to do,
And trinkets that you seek.
Die for the economy!
Sacrifice the weak.
VERSE:
Get a manicure,
Go to a game.
See a movie,
It's all the same.
No need to fear the
Virus today,
It only kills Boomers
Anyway!
CHORUS:
Die for the economy!
There is no other way.
Die for the economy!
We must open today.
Duty is calling you,
So before things get too bleak,
Die for the economy!
Sacrifice the weak.
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3. |
You Darken My Door
03:25
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So many nights, I've waited up sleepless
Well after midnight, a quarter past two.
So many nights, I've wished that you wouldn't
Return home at all, I could be quit of you.
And you darken my door
You ditzy whore, you're such a slut
Lovense up your butt
I bet you're plugged with cum
Roll up in a cab, and stagger to the doorway
Fumble your keys, it's taking so long
I even know just what you were swilling
Long Island Iced Tea, 'cause you like your drink strong
And you darken my door
You ditzy whore, you're such a slut
Lovense up your butt
I bet you're plugged with cum
And you darken my door
You ditzy whore, you're such a slut
Lovense up your butt
I bet you're plugged with cum
Crawl down the hall, and puke on the floor
'Cause you
You darken my door
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4. |
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As I walk through the ruins of my soviet town
The sky is solid grey and my morale is down!
Luxury yachts are putting out to sea,
Saluting with one finger to you and to me.
I get inside my Lada, pimped Adibas seat
Thank God it starts today, but I wish it had heat!
I owe Vadim vodka money, says one week to pay
Or he'll make my finger go away.
Gotta make some money, bank account in the red,
Maybe my salvation comes from a Zed.
I visit the recruiter, who says I'll be fine,
He wouldn't send me to the front line.
Cheap vodka, smoke and lies,
Living in the russian paradise!
Pretend that life is nice
Living in the russian paradise!
Shut up and mind your lives
Living in the russian paradise!
Criticize and window-dive
Goin' straight to russian paradise!
A week has passed and it's soldiering time!
Real man, defend the motherland, hold that line.
Learned to use footwraps, and fire a rusty gun,
Commander says: You'll be infantry, son.
Water and food? Everyone steals it.
Otherwise we get supplies when MoD feels it.
We drink from a ditch then mortars make us dive.
When we get the runs, that's how we know we're alive.
Tank tops flying like champagne corks, bodies painting walls
Anatoly takes a headshot and falls.
Our commander stole our vodka and our cigarettes - yay!
Now he's hiding ten kilometers away.
[Vocorder]
When that drone locks on your ass
You'll be fertilizing grass,
Sunflowers and other plants,
welcome to Ukrainian lands!
Cheap vodka, smoke and lies,
Dying in the vatnik paradise!
Pretend that life is nice
Dying in the vatnik paradise!
March forward - mud and mines
Dying in the vatnik paradise!
Try retreat and say goodbye
Goin' straight to vatnik paradise!
I receive a Russian welcome, with singing and parade
Got a front row seat, I can see it from my grave!
Orthodox priest gives a nice elegy
Same as for the other 50 guys that came before me!
Even after we give our lives for you
It's all the same, nothing is new.
Smoke, drink, smoke, eat, put up a happy front,
Sometimes get shitty coffee at "Tasty time of the month"
Why couldn't Saint Stalin open Heaven for me? I guess I'll
Hang around and party like it's 1993.
See Vova's private dacha with its furniture so lush? Looks like it's
Time to slip inside and nick his golden toilet brush!
Cheap vodka, smoke and lies,
Dying in the vatnik paradise!
Pretend that life is nice
Dying in the vatnik paradise!
Shut up, do as you're told
Dying in the vatnik paradise!
Criticize, you won't grow old
Goin' straight to vatnik paradise!
[Vocorder]
When that drone locks on your ass
You'll be fertilizing grass,
Sunflowers and other plants,
welcome to Ukrainian lands!
Yo. you punched your ticket to the circus.
Buy the ticket, take the ride.
Tick tock, it's HIMARS o'clock! Haha!
Hope your parents like their Lada, too bad the factory burned down.
The dildo of consequences rarely arrives lubed...
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5. |
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I can't get no ammunition
Due to Shoigu's interdiction
Though I rage and I cry
And we bleed and we die,
I can't get no
I can't get no
When we're ramblin' about the town, and a
shell goes whistlin' overhead
It's time to hit the ground
Counterbatt'ry fire, maybe next week.
Comrade, can you spare a round?
I can't get no
Oh no no, no
No matter V or Zed, ten thousand convicts dead
I can't get no ammunition
We're just waiting for attrition
Though I rage and I cry
And we bleed and we die,
I can't get no
I can't get no
Bakhmut is finally ours, and the
Salt mines of Soledar.
Victory feels a bit hollow now
Everyone knows that we're counting coup
So we take a junkyard and a landfill too
I can't get no
Oh no no, no
Twenty thousand more, that's what they're for
I can't get no ammunition
Now we're leaning toward sedition
Though I rage and I cry
And they laugh as we die,
I can't get no
I can't get no
Now the time comes to roll the tanks
And we're shooting this and we're bombing that
And we're taking selfies, thanks!
Then I get a little holla from Uncle Luka,
And it's time to sit down and chat.
I can't get no
Oh no no, no
They shot at us, so what's the fuss?
I can't get no
I can't get no
I can't get no
No ammunition
No ammunition
No ammunition
I can't get no
I can't get no...
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6. |
Kremlin Letter
02:03
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Get me a pilot for my aeroplane
I've been restless since I left Ukraine
Belarus is gone, I'm a goin' home
The Kremlin just wrote me a letter
I don't care if I'm a wanted man
I just wanna see my house again
Africa is gone, I'm a goin' home
The Kremlin just wrote me a letter
Well they wrote me a letter
Said they had no problem with me
Fuel my jet and file the plan
I got to get back to Moscow
Can't you see
Get me a pilot for my aeroplane
I've been restless since I left Ukraine
Africa is gone, I'm a goin' home
The Kremlin just wrote me a letter
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7. |
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Leavin' Chad, out on the road
I've been down before
Ridin' along on this cute little plane
I've been thinkin' about goin' home
But my old life seems so far away
And I'm pretty sure Vova's enraged
Something inside just calls me back
Oh look, my second cousin just got engaged
Oh, little Embraer-liner
Fuel it up and take me away
Oh, little Embraer-liner
'Cause I sure as hell ain't here to stay
Goodbye to all my troops abroad
I'm taking the people I trusted
I've got to go back Saint Petersburg way
I might get rich again, I might get (mmm) busted
I've got gold bars calling me homewards
As I get on M-S-double A-N
Flyin' high, I've got a gleam in my eye
Because I got to send to Hell the dregs of every prison
Little Embraer-liner
Taking off and flying away
Oh, little Embraer-liner
Get me there with no delay
Crashin' down in Bumblefuck, Tver town
Take our time comin' down
We've got no control and the alarms are all on
And now the whole world keeps on spinnin' around
And I feel the depressurization
You know that I can surely see
How they chose now to make me pay for all that
Funky shit that went down in the city
Smoking Embraer-liner
Looks like it is just not our day
Oh, spinning Embraer-liner
In this field we're gonna stay
SHOIGU SHOIGU!
Smoking Embraer-liner
Taking me to my rest
Oh, shredded Embraer-liner
We're today's air defense success
Oh, flaming Embraer-liner
You really know me well
Oh, crashing Embraer-liner
'Cause you took me straight to Hell
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8. |
Carry On Wagner Son
02:59
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(Chorus)
Carry on my Wagner son,
With the job I left undone.
For the troops who failed their test,
Don't you cry no more.
(Verse 1)
When you generate the noise and confusion,
You'll be able to sustain the delusion.
My star was soaring ever higher,
But it rose too high.
Shoigu didn't give us much ammunition,
Nonetheless we accomplished the mission.
Forty thousand souls expended,
But we got our way!
(Chorus)
Carry on my Wagner son,
With the job I left undone.
For the troops who failed their test,
Don't you cry no more.
(Verse 2)
Masquerading as a man with a mission,
I exposed a fundamental division.
But then a call from Uncle Luka
Made me re-trench and take it slow.
As I dared to trigger Vova's emotion,
FSB put the kibosh on the notion.
I tried collecting up our fortune, but
Air defense took me down that day!
(Bridge)
Carry on, you will long be remembered
Carry on, try not to get dismembered
Fire 'til your guns are empty
A Storm Shadow awaits you!
(Chorus)
Carry on my Wagner son,
With the job I left undone.
For the troops who failed their test,
[Don't you cry...]
Don't you cry no more!
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9. |
Meat Wave
02:28
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We fall in formation
Form a few lines,
Start advancing,
Then we dodge our own mines.
A little late but I'll ask again,
Who approved this suicidal plan?
[Chorus]
It's like a meat wave,
Hopeless from the start.
Can't keep from dying,
They're tearing us apart.
[Verse 2]
What bullet will bear my name?
Or maybe a drone
Will drop grenades on us,
Shrapnel contacting bone.
Mortars incoming to the right of me,
Barrier troops in case we try to flee.
[Chorus]
It's like a meat wave,
Brutal from the start.
Can't keep from dying,
They're tearing us apart.
[Sax Solo]
[Verse 3]
Artillery finds my space,
And I land on my face.
Didn't see it, too late to hear it,
It's a crying disgrace.
My ears are ringing and I'm in a daze,
Bleeding out in an acrid haze.
[Chorus]
It's like a meat wave,
Doomed before the start.
Can't keep from dying,
They're tearing us apart.
[Outro]
No no no no
Oh oh, no no (meat wave)
I rage, and I cry
And we bleed and we die
Meat wave.
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10. |
Take It Back
02:56
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I started a war and I want to take it back
No shooting anymore, I want to take it back
My three day SMO has not really gone to plan
They hit Kerch bridge again, now I need another span
I took a stab at Kyiv but only got repelled
Because the VDV could not hold Hostomel
Long lines of tanks and trucks and lots of ungiven fucks
Cheap tires, no gas, broke down, and we were just sitting ducks
Hand picked advisors are so loyal, but all hacks
Outsiders seldom dare to hit me with the facts
Treasury blown away like coke from a hooker's back
We're so invested we continue the attack
What's fifty thousand dead to gain a town or two
Might have to mobilize but what's a czar to do?
I know! I'll blow the dam and inundate the zone.
Whaddya mean it might be wise for me to warn my own?
I started a war and I want to take it back.
The twenty-fourteen borders, could we have them back?
We're low on missiles, the economy is starting to crack
Drones hitting Moscow are giving me a heart attack
[Outro]
I talked to North Korea's Kimmy-boy
Got some shells, what a joy
Iranian drones, we can darken the sky
Hit 'em til they let me, let me, let me take it back, yeah
Let me, let me, let me take it back
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11. |
Der Pütinflüffer Fugging, Austria
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Der Pütinflüffer will grab you by the 🙀.
Der Pütinflüffer wants to get with you, and your sister Debra.
Der Pütinflüffer tried to Make Fucking Great Again. Bigly. But they Fugging quit.
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