Posts Tagged ‘built’

Ministry – Lava

July 4, 2010 - 5:56 pm 25 Comments

Hot lava
Come down
Big Monkey flow
Chokin’ on a color
Floating down like a rain (”Oh yeah”)

Hot lava
Cool down
Big travel every town
Roll it over with a ball and chain

Hot lava
On the always
Make ready to burn
What the is in your
Lost and your found
Got lotta those time
Some owner lost
He wants nothin’ but the kick underground

“(Be Healed, Be healed!)”
Hot lava, lava
“(Be Healed Be healed!)”

Big kicka mule
Dipped in hot cotton
Make water like candy
And a fever like mine
Big boiler
Make rotten grey matter
not spoiled like the child who pops them two at a time

“Be healed!”
Hot lava, lava
“Be Healed, Be Healed!”
Hot lava
Hot lava

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Ministry – We Believe

June 30, 2010 - 8:01 am 23 Comments

standing round the table
spinning fables
and signing autographs
can’t you hear them laugh
ha ha ha ha ha
in their secrecies
they plan their strategies
it’s called hypocrisy
and we believe

mornings
they tell me everything
that i need to know
or i care to know
well i can visualize
the look in your eyes
the horror
as the plane goes down
and the siren sounds
we can’t believe
we can’t believe

in the east where the bear is dancing
in the west where the eagle flies
in the middle we stand our ground
the forces pull us down down down

tensions on both sides
we’re paralyzed and victimized
we’re terrified and petrified
demoralized and mortified
of genocide and suicide
and patricide and cyanide
we’re pacified by every side
force-fed pride and then we die for them
we die for them

in the east where the bear is dancing
in the west where the eagle flies
in the middle we stand our ground
the forces pull us down down down

we believe

Duration : 0:5:57

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Ministry – Burning Inside

June 29, 2010 - 3:32 pm 25 Comments

will these dreams still follow me
out of dark obscurity?
can’t you see it up in the sky
as it kicks you in the face and sucks you dry
you never had the answers
and now you tell me the facts of life
i really couldn’t be bothered with you
get out of my face and watch me die
burning inside! burning inside!

absolution and a frozen room
are the dreams of men below
i try to grab it but the touch is hot
the mirror collapses, but the image came not
i’m scared of the darkness in the light
i scare myself because i know i’m right
i see the evil in your savage eye
as it cuts right through the sky
burning inside! burning inside!

calling a mantra with a blade in the skin
for the demons within
i feel the pain is the death and decay
but the lesson never fades away
too little shadows, turn away
you throw the man through the window pane
another slave and a victim of fate
another lesson in hate
burning inside! burning inside!

Duration : 0:5:20

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Ministry – The Land of Rape and Honey

June 20, 2010 - 5:51 am 25 Comments

face to face
blood to blood
the mountain
you tumbled from
and in the land of rape and honey
you prey

step by step
you climb the mountain
you prey

fist to fist
eye to eye
the rulers of the wasteland
and in the land of rape and honey
you prey

step by step
you climb the mountain
you prey

head to head
chest to chest
which country is the very best?
and in the land of rape and honey
you prey

step by step
you climb the mountain
you prey

Duration : 0:5:13

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Ministry – So What

June 15, 2010 - 9:43 pm 14 Comments

“You have had all that money can give you, but that wasn’t
enough. You became a thrill-seeker. Kill for the thrill.
(assassin) This thrill-seeking became the one great thing in
your life, planning one thrill on another until the murder. Kill
for the love of killing. (guilty) Kill for the thrill. The
thrill-seeker comes from all walks of life. He comes from the
home, a home where the parents are to busy to treat their children
with respect.”

Die! Die! Die! Die!
Scum-suckers! Debility divulged!
Anal fuck-fest, thrill Olympics
Savage scourge supply and sanctify
So what? So what?
So what? So what?
Die! Die! Die! Die!

Die! Die! Die! Die!
You said it!
Sedatives supplied become laxatives
My eyes out lies
I only kill to know I’m alive
So what? So what?
So what? So what?
Die! Die! Die! Die!

“Kill for the thrill. (assassin) Some people think newspapers
exaggerate juvenile crime. All that is defined mostly to the
large cities, juvenile delinquency is underlined. Thus parents
think something is going wrong with the environment. Adults
create the world, children live it. Juvenile delinquency is
always rooted in adult delinquency. And in this process, parents
play the key role when children grow up among adults who refuse
to recognize anything that is fine and good, or worthy of
respect.”

Die! Die! Die! Die!
So what, it’s your own problem to learn to live with
Destroy us, or make us slaves
We don’t care, it’s not our fault that we were born too late
A screaming headache on the promised age
Killing time is appropriate
To make a mess and all the rest, we say, we say
So what? So what?
So what? So what?
Die!

Die!
Now that I know what it’s like,
I’ll kill them all if I like
Only time will decide
No one listened to reason,
it’s too late and I’m ready to fight
So what? Now I’m ready to fight!
I’m ready to fight!
I’m ready to fight!
I’m ready to fight!
I’m ready to fight!
Fight!
Fight!
Fight!
Fight!
So What?
So What?
So What?
So What?
So What?
So What?

Duration : 0:8:14

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Ministry – Corrosion

June 11, 2010 - 5:00 pm 19 Comments

Duration : 0:4:57

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Ministry – Hero

May 15, 2010 - 7:05 pm 13 Comments

they get you ready to fight
the fuse is ready to blow
you shoot to kill on sight
they call you g i joe
you never wanted to stop
the smell of burning flesh
the hero marches alone
across the highway of death

it’s not a matter of rights
it’s just a matter of war
don’t have a reason to fight
they never had one before
you’re just a killing machine
he’s come to take you down
we take the gas that we need
and pump the blood on the ground

they’re gonna set you up
so they can take you down
they’re gonna suck you dry
they’ve left the blood to be found
they’re gonna rip you apart
you’re gonna burn at the stake
cos when it’s time to collect
it’s only heroes who pay

Duration : 0:4:14

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Ministry – Just One Fix

April 30, 2010 - 8:39 am 25 Comments

blood keeps drinking away
certain of its destination
driving through new orleans at night
gotta find a destination

just one fix

life keeps slipping away
fighting in a war with damnation
poised, keep cutting away
i’m looking in through to salvation

just one fix

like if i boarded a train
trying to take in another station
join us and the choice will be made
unless we kill the lie as a nation

just one fix

Duration : 0:5:12

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Ministry – Jesus Built My Hotrod

March 25, 2010 - 1:38 am 25 Comments

soon i discovered that this rock thing was true
jerry lee lewis was the devil
jesus was an architect previous to his career as a prophet
all of a sudden, i found myself in love with the world
so there was only one thing that i could do
was ding a ding dang my dang a long ling long

ding dang a dong bong bing bong
ticky ticky thought of a gun
everytime i try to do it all now baby
am i on the run
why why why why why baby
if it’s so evil then?
give me my time, with all my power
give it to me all again (wow)
ding a ding a dang a dong dong ding dong
every where i go

everytime you tell me baby
when i settle down
got to get me a trailer park
and hold my world around
why why why why?

ding ding donga dong dong ding dong
dingy dingy son of a gun
half my time i tell you baby
never am I all for sure
why why why why why baby
sicky sicky from within
everytime I stick my finger on in ya
you’re a wild wild little town bitch
now how ’bout ding a dang dong dong dong ling long
dingy a dingy dong a down

everytime you tell me baby
when i settle down
got to get me a trailer park
and hold my world around
why why why why?

in my dang a ding a ding a ding dong
a sticky sticky son of a gun
ding a danga danga dong dong ding dong
why why never know
why why wack a dong a dang ding dong
then you take it on the bill
ding dang dong don’t dong
whoa!

i wanna love ya!

why why why, why why darling
do you do you tell me to play?
half the time I talk about it all now baby
you know what I’m talkin’ about I said
why why why it’ll
ticky ticky ticky ticky
son of a gun
ding ding dong a bong bong bing bong
ticky ticky thought of a gun

bing bing bang a bang a bang bing bong bing a bing bang a bong
binga bing a bang a bong bong bing bong bing banga bong

bing bing bang a bong bong bing bing binga binga banga bong
bing bing bang a bang bang bing bong

aarrrhhhh…

ding dang a dang bong bing bong
ticky ticky thought of a gun
everytime I try to do it all now baby
am I on the run
why why why
it’ll ticky ticky ticky ticky ticky ticky
dawn of a gun
bing bing bang a bong a bong bing bang a
ticky ticky thought of a gun
bing bip bip a bop bop boom bam
ticky ticky through the day

if you got a doubt ’bout baby
the memory is on the bed
why why why why why
darlin’ uh it don’t know
when my time is on
might tell me never do it on his own
if my time was all as is yours
make me burn a wish
when my time with you is brutish
no I’ll never not ever

why why why why why why baby heavy hell
alone and it’s here it’s this thunder
the thunder oh thunder
oh!

jesus built my car
it’s a love affair
mainly jesus and my hot rod

yeah, it!

Duration : 0:4:52

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Ministry – Stigmata

March 7, 2010 - 12:27 am 25 Comments

stronger than reason
stronger than lies
the only truth I know
is the look in your eyes
the look in your eyes

just like a car crash
just like a knife
my favourite weapon
is the look in your eyes
you’ve run out of lies

you’ve run out of lies
you’ve run out of lies
you’ve run out of lies
you’ve run out of lies
you’ve run out of lies
you’ve run out of lies
there’s a ton locked in your empty eyes
get out of my life

I’m chewing on glass
and eating my fingers
I’m not the one
who’s run out of lies
lies

you’ve run out of lies
you’ve run out of lies
you’ve run out of lies
you’ve run out of lies
you’ve run out of time

cutting my face
and walking on splinters
I lost my soul
to the look in your eyes
your eyes

you ran out of lies
you ran out of lies
you ran out of lies
you ran out of time

stigmata!

o, you have empty eyes
they tell me nothing, nothing but lies

Duration : 0:5:45

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