Terrorist Lipgloss "As The Links Fade Away" (2008)

Produced by Randy Prozac

 

As The Links Fade Away

does it make you feel good about yourself
when you stand up to one injustice in the world?

and you post about it in your facebook stream
so that everyone can see that you stand for "something"

and encourage others to boycott that company in your facebook links
while you use their fuel and eat their food and suck up electricity

and as the links fade away
you forgot already
but you had your say

and you know that you don't take no shit
not as long as you can click click click
now you feel so good about yourself
you clicked to save that rain forest

you clicked in self righteous ignorance
you reaped your ego-driven protest rant
and soon you'll forget
as the links fade away

the corporation pacified you today
you've gone off now to eat your food
that forests gone but keep clicking dude

click and click and sit and stare
two minutes hate you ain't going nowhere
you stood on your digital soapbox
while all your "friends" just jerked their cocks

and nothing changed anyway
except your facebook status today
you'll never know that you're completely insane
as long as you keep youself entertained.

 

Service To The System

thank you for your service to the system
now that you're a senior, we don't need ya
we drained your body through meaningless toil
and soon we'll plant you in the soil
your kids don't care they're too busy
the pills you're on make you dizzy
you can barely make it to the grocery store
on you the system closed it's door
maybe if you're lucky you'll get put in a home
where lots of you sit together alone
no one comes to see you now
you're the systems trash, a gluefarm cow
let's just keep you out of sight
sit in the corner, you'll be alright
you should be proud, you gave it all
before the faceless machine you did crawl
the system doesn't care about you
for all your work here's your payback
sit by the window and wait to die
feel too tired to even cry
i know it hurts to be forgotten
what did you expect from a society rotten

 

We're All Niggers To The Rich

hey you whitey you're a fucking bitch
we're all niggers to the rich
hey you blackie you're a fucking dick
we're all niggers to the fucking rich

got you hung up on colors of skin
you both live in richmans wastebin
even if you saw through his fucking lies
he's got you both between his thighs

fight all you want he's ready for you
talk so tough after a couple of brew
his systems intact and will never fall
protest today then go to the mall

hey you whitey you're a fucking bitch
we're all niggers to the rich
hey you blackie you're a fucking dick
we're all niggers to the fucking rich

you're not smarter than his thinktanks
keep complaining on the way to his banks
arm yourselves and make a stand
play right into the rich man's hand

rich men cultivate your hate
wanna fight? oh he can't wait
be his pawns in a civil war
make him more cash on your blood and gore

hey you whitey you're a fucking bitch
we're all niggers to the rich
hey you blackie you're a fucking dick
we're all niggers to the fucking rich

 

Pope Rape Pope

here he comes just like an ape
his hat is off it's time to rape
his cock is hard and it's poking out
the boys line up to suck his spout

now it's time for the roman feast
pope rams it in he's a fucking beast
hot rod pounding anal probe
asshole blood gets on his robe

first boy's down now 5 to go
now the pope he wants a blow
doesn't look like it will fit
the papal guard lubes the pope with spit

now the pope is fuckin' rocking
his cock takes turns and the boys keep sucking
he grabs a boy and breaks his spine
and makes the boy do an auto six nine

he's getting tired and feeling feeble
so he gets out the heroin needle
then in comes the other pope
he caught wind of the papal grope

he drops his robe and the boys scream
ignoring them he applies vaseline
now the popes old cocks are flying
the first boy now seems to be dying

that's ok the popes get harder
they jerk each other into a fervor
remaining boys get tossed aside
as pope on pope penis slide inside

each pope has cock in his ass
the papal circle has come to pass
they fuck and jerk with hate and anger
now pope rape pope is getting stronger

you can see the cock-pain in their eyes
but they won't stop until one of them dies
pope rape pope there is no jokin'
now some ribs are getting broken

they bite each other like rabid dogs
which one wins is the pope rape god
they lock together tight as a vise
their squeaking assholes attract some mice

the rodents stare then begin feeding
pope anal blood is constantly bleeding
now they fuck just like a machine
the papal guards are turning green

their assholes still makin' that squeaking
just like back when he became a deacon
one of their cocks has broken off
but he ain't stopping no matter the cost

his papal stump is pounding away
while the other popes cock eroded away
their cock pulp thrusts what is just scab
they twist and pull and jerk and stab

then suddenly they lose their breath
looks like the popes have bled to death