pandemonium
pandemonium
untermensch
© Asbo Slipz 2020
From the album Pandemonium Aug 2020
Sunrise, morning kissing the sky like a
Blood red warning out of the East we are
Homeless, moving into the West to a
New place, hoping we can find rest we are
Subhuman we are
Untermensch on this
Creaking train on this
Endless journey
Show some humanity, show some humanity
Freezing wind, fingers chilled to the bone nothing
Left to lose, stripped of all that we are we are
Untermensch at our
Journey's end as the
Train comes in to the
Final station
Open the door and a wave of humanity
Spills to the floor in a state of insanity
Einsatz Gruppen tell us to get into
Lines, men and children split from their sisters and
Wives, screaming chaos, as they march us through the
Gates of Hades they shave us, take our belongings we're
Subhuman we are
Untermensch we can
Smell the stench of the
Rotting corpses
Welcome to Hell you have now left humanity
And then they strip us standing naked in the cold for hours
Sonderkommando leading us into communal showers
We need to purify you but we know that somethings' missing
They lock the door, we smell a rat, the Zyklon B starts hissing
Subhuman I can't
Understand how a
Single man can
Unleash such inhumanity
They are the untermensch, they are the untermensch
They are the untermensch
They are the untermensch, they are the untermensch
They are the untermensch
They are the untermensch, they are the untermensch
They are the untermensch
hanging round
© Asbo Slipz 2020
From the album Pandemonium Aug 2020
You reel me in and then you let me go
And I don't know where
All of this is leading
If you are serious or not
I want to see this out, give you
The benefit of doubt
I'm hoping that one day
You'll come to see things my way
Put me on hold, it's cold and clinical
And sometimes I get cynical
Feeling used and
Ever so slighly cut and bruised
So if you want to hold my hand
You need to reach out now
Don't keep me hanging round
Keep playing games, you're driving me insane
And I don't know if
I can go the distance
The road is long and I am tired
I used to be inspired
There was a time when
All I ever wanted was to
Get to know you well
The more I try the more you move away
And I don't understand
This strange resistance
With shifting lines in drifting sands
So if you want to hold my hand
You need to reach out now
Don't keep me hanging round
So I'm just asking for some clarity
Please level with me
Tell me what you're thinking
Look me in the eyes and tell me straight
Cause I can't stand the wait
I'm looking for something
Resembling commitment
If you think you've got it in you
The time has come for you to make your move
And I'm resigned to
Possible rejection
Better than this endless vacillation
So if you want to hold my hand
You need to reach out now
Don't keep me hanging round
So if you want to hold my hand
You need to reach out now
Don't keep me hanging round
the ultimate price
© Asbo Slipz 2020
From the album Pandemonium Aug 2020
We're heading for a reckoning, we're into the unknown
Unfamiliar territory, should I stay? Or should I go
Out into the city lights? To mingle with the unclean
Risk contamination by a Killer with no vaccine
And I'm glued to my news feed, I'm looking for the answers
While they tell us just to Carry On and go and take our chances
It seems, to me,
Their betting our lives on the roll of a dice
Sing Happy Birthday and wash your hands, sing it twice
Build herd immunity, unfortunately, you’re a casualty
It's a war out there and we need a sacrifice
Somebody somewhere somebody somewhere
Has to pay the ultimate price
Pulling down the shutters on the pubs and clubs and cafes
Closing down the restaurants, the cinemas and everyone's
Stocking up on bog rolls, bulk buying rice and pasta
Hiding in our houses just to weather this disaster
As we spiral into lockdown, into splendid isolation
Ripping out the beating heart of this divided nation
And it's plain to see
The cracks that appear at the first sign of fear
Sing Happy Birthday and wash your hands, sing it twice
Take what you need and then take some more, after all
It's a war out there and only the shit survive
Somebody somewhere somebody somewhere
Has to pay the ultimate price
And they said that we were ready, everything had been prepared
Lying through their teeth to stop the city boys from getting scared
And I know that this sucks, but you're shit out of luck;
The wards are full all you can do is join the queue
When your down on your knees, then pray you've no need of respiration
On a non existent ventilator
Your name's in the hat, can't say fairer than that
Sing Happy Birthday and wash your hands, sing it twice
Pray to your God if you have one for clemency, it’s a lottery
And if you have luck you might just survive
Somebody somewhere somebody somewhere
Has to pay the ultimate price
thoughts and prayers
© Asbo Slipz 2020
From the album Pandemonium Aug 2020
There's a power, there's a force that's watching over me
And I know it, feel it in my heart with certainty
Gonna take me, guide me down the path of liberty
Gonna save me, gonna keep me well and virus free
I don't need no health inshu-er-ance
Because the Lord will take me in his hands
I don't need no vaccination
Thought and prayers are enough - to save this nation
This is how we, this is how we're gonna take 'em down
Form a posse, saddle up and drive around the town
Listen to the, sad and useless fake and orange clown
Grab your weapons, arm yourselves and bring them to the ground
I don't believe what's in the papers
Because I know this virus is just made up
I choose to heed disinformation
Thought and prayers are enough - to save this nation
LIBERATE MINNESOTA
LIBERATE MICHIGAN
LIBERATE VIRGINIA
NOW FLY! FLY!
It's a stitch up, people dying from conspiracy
Not the virus, smash the 5G masts and we'll be free
When the time comes, we'll be here to answer to his call
Rebel yelling, hoist the battle flag and kill them all
We're ready for a revolution
Create a Homeland for the pure of heart
And you can stuff your constitution
Except the part about the right to carry arms
I don't need no health inshu-er-ance
Because the Lord will take me in his hands
I don't need no vaccination
Thought and prayers are enough - to save this nation
hole in my soul
© Asbo Slipz 2020
From the album Pandemonium Aug 2020
Sitting in limbo, watching the hours pass
Burning the time by sitting on my ass
Stuffing my face while binging on TV
I should be happy; I just feel empty
Born of frustration in isolation
I should be grateful, should be ecstatic
Three hours a day not sitting in traffic
I could do so much, learn a new language
I can't be arsed I'll just make a sandwich
I've found new meaning in comfort eating
(I need to feed the) hunger inside
To feed the hunger inside
To feed the hunger inside
To feed the hunger inside I need to
Fill up the hole
With greasy sausage rolls
Fill the abyss
With gravy pie and chips
There's no control
I need to fill the hole in my soul
I've switched to sweatpants, not 'cause I'm active
Flexible wasteband, stretching the fabric
Of time and space I'm pushing the boundary
Filling the void with chocolate and pasties
Gravity's pull is heavy upon me
I know that I should try exercise by
Playing a sport or taking a bike ride
Even a walk would offset the harm but
I'd rather eat a ham pickle barm I
Know what I'm missing but I'm on a mission
(I have to feed the) hunger inside
To feed the hunger inside
To feed the hunger inside
To feed the hunger inside I need to
Fill up the hole
With greasy sausage rolls
Fill the abyss
With gravy pie and chips
Replace the void
With battered saveloy
Fill up the gaps
With salty bacon baps
There's no parole
Until I fill the hole in my soul
illegitimi non carborundum
© Asbo Slipz 2020
From the album Pandemonium Aug 2020
Somebody stop me reading the papers
Just makes me angry seeing the capers
Of the elected, duly appointed,
Members who populate highest office
Tribal behaviours, riding the gravy
Train while they dispense their grace and favour
If you're connected you can get rich quick
Jobs for the old boys, taking the piss from you and me
And they want sovereignty, to take control
Of where the money flows
Their only interest in bank accounts
Offshore beyond the law
And while they fill their boots
Through dodgy deals with men in suits
Be sure to wave your Union Jack
Cause now you've got your country back
Thought things were bad but now they're atrocious
Out of the East they carried a virus
Started off slowly, now all around us
Killing the old folk off by the thousand
Look on the bright side, think for a minute
Nobody's talking much about Brexit
This is a godsend, hell of a smoke screen
Spend all you want and blame Covid-19
An opportunity to make some hay
Just look the other way
Awarding contracts in emergency
Avoiding scrutiny
And we're the suckers in this
Three card trick, this ponzi scheme
Be sure to wave your Union Jack
Cause now you've got your country back
Hope this is all that you ever wanted
Fell for their lies and now led by donkeys
Keynesian disciples, free market bitches
Helping their rich friends to become richer
Watch them dismantle things that you value
Selling it piecemeal to Uncle Samuel
Can't get my head round this doublethink piece
Voting for Boris then clapping for the NHS
We're in a right old mess, we're up shit creek
And now we've sprung a leak
The ship of state is not tip top and Bristol
Fashion, it's a wreck
And you can bet your neck
The Captain will be first to man the lifeboats
No women and children first
Don't let the bastards grind you down
Don't let the bastards grind you down
fruit from the same tree
© Asbo Slipz 2020
From the album Pandemonium Aug 2020
People who seek to control how we breed are just
Filled with madness
Planning their master race, keeping the gene pool clean
Leads to unrest
And to incest
Playing eugenics, a double edged knife, if you
Fish the same creek
Turns out your sister is also your wife but
It's not a secret
Plain to see
We're all fruit from the same fucking tree
Even Evangelists have to agree we can
Trace the roots to
Time in the Garden with Adam and Eve in their
Birthday suits and
Forbidden fruit
Once they got going they just couldn't stop and well
Who can blame them?
They begot and begot and begot and begot and so
Christian peoples
Must conceed
We're all fruit from the same fucking tree
So how can it be you support White Supremacy?
There's no such thing
It's not about colour of skin it's about other
Circumstances
Good life chances
It's all about who has the cash and the guns but no
Will to change things
And if you keep holding their heads to the ground
There'll be insurrection
Plain to see
We're all fruit from the same fucking tree
Well I hope in my lifetime that I get to see
Us all colour blinded
Black white or yellow, yeah, brown, blue or green
Living side by side with nothing
To divide us
We all bleed the same stuff, we're all pink on the inside
So what's the problem?
Fuckwits and Nazis and horrible people just
Up to no good
So we stand / Hand in Hand
Hold the line / Each and every time
Got no space for those that spread hate 'cause
It's not a mystery
Use your eyes it's
Plain to see
We're all fruit from the same fucking tree
We're all fruit from the same fucking tree
We're all fruit from the same fucking tree
lockdown song
© Asbo Slipz 2020
From the album Pandemonium Aug 2020
I'm going loco in slomo
I'm missing going outside
I'd like to go on a journey
Don't care, anywhere, even just a bus ride
And when this is all over
Down to the water, blow my mind
Drinking a beer just sitting in the sunshine
I'm missing all of my people
It's hard to stay in this cage
I'm losing track of the days now
I just want to see your face again, face to face
And when this is all over
Down to the water, blow my mind
Drinking a beer just sitting in the sunshine
Going down to the water to blow my mind
Going down to the water to blow my mind
Going down to the water to blow my mind
Going down to the water to blow my mind
Down to the water, down to the water, down to the water, down to the water
Down to the water, down to the water, down to the water
I'm sure we're doing the right thing
And I don't mean to complain
But this is driving me batshit
Take me down to the Paradise City, to paint the town again
And when this is all over
Down to the water, blow my mind
Drinking a beer just sitting in the sunshine
And when this is all over
Down to the water, blow my mind
Drinking a beer just sitting in the sunshine
And when this is all over
Down to the water, blow my mind
Drinking a beer just sitting in the sunshine
Down to the water, down to the water, down to the water
feel the burn
© Asbo Slipz 2020
From the album Pandemonium Aug 2020
Time, has taken it's toll, we've let ourselves roll
We've sowed the seeds, through greed and apathy
And now things are fixed, we're heading for bricks
There's no escape, we've sealed our fate
Nobody, is feeling the fear
Mercury, gets higher each year
On a course, for the heart of the sun
Feel the burn, nowhere you can run
Nowhere you can run, nowhere you can run
See, see the Arctic in flames, it's no longer a game
Shit just got real, so how does that make you feel?
If you're not terrified, you should open your eyes
We're obsolete, it's time to feel the heat
But you're immune a-to the prophets of doom
Just as long as there's food to consume
On a course, for the heart of the sun
Feel the burn, nowhere you can run
Nowhere you can run, nowhere you can run
Been a long time coming, now it's time to pay the bill
For the sins of the fathers, for the lack of any will
And we knew this was coming, but we chose to look away
Put it off for tomorrow, now tomorrow is today
If you're not terrified, you should open your eyes
We're obsolete, it's time to feel the heat
But you're immune a-to the prophets of doom
Just as long as there's food to consume
On a course, for the heart of the sun
Feel the burn, nowhere you can run
Nowhere you can run
Been a long time coming, now it's time to pay the bill
For the sins of the fathers, for the lack of any will
And we knew this was coming, but we chose to look away
Put it off for tomorrow, now tomorrow is today
Nowhere you can run, nowhere you can run
the pretender
© Asbo Slipz 2020
From the album Pandemonium Aug 2020
Bad faith, true lies
Bad hair, long ties
Fake tan, fake news
Take my word about my massive IQ
I'm chosen, I'm a genius
Starting to think I just might be Jesus
Don't care about facts
Tweet bullshit with no comeback
Fox News are my friends but I
Don't give a damn about CNN
They're losers, they can't see
How I'm single handedly saving the economy
A narcissist, a fantasist
A gold plated motherfucking racist
Self love? Damn straight!
I even tried to buy my own portrait
It's not fair, I get no thank you
How come everybody always treat me like a wanker?
I'm a viper I'm a snake in the grass
I'm a cipher, I'm a pain the ass
I'm a chancer at the card table
I'm a cancer, I'm fucking unstable
A reflection of a fucked up country
How come everybodys always picking on me?
(Like a) Dog turd, I'm stuck on your shoe
(Got a) Penis shaped like a button mushroom
Wanna build a wall along the south
Shit pours out when I open my mouth
It's not my fault so don't blame me
I never really thought that you'd be dumb enough to vote for me
There's one born every day