A keresés eredménye

Better Without You

I woke up without remembering what I did
But I asked no one to tell me
Considering the headache, I drinked a lot more than the liver can handle
 
With a hangover I feel happy
Of knowing that I don't have a place to go
I don't have anyone waiting, don't have a relationship to discuss
 
Today things are the way they should be
And you can see for yourself
That my life is so much better without you
 
I feel good where I am
Spending my vacations at the bar
Tonight I don't where I go, but I do know where I'm going to end up
 
But don't think that is easy for me
If no one sees me complaining
Everything that is good comes to an end, so who am I to disagree
 
Today things are the way they should be
And you can see for yourself
That my life is so much better, baby, without you
 
By the morning it's all nice
Afternoon I star to drink
At night I'm useless and there's nothing more that I think about doing
 
Life doesn't have a schedule
Everyone have its own way
Who had been born to walk alone, needs a lot time for itself
 
Today things are the way they should be
And you can see for yourself
That my life is so much better, baby, without you
 
Today things are the way they should be
And you can see for yourself
That my life is so much better, baby, without you
 

We are all drunk

We're all drunk
Dead drunk
And everyone who is not drunk
Get the fuck out of here
 
He threw himself into the sea,
Commander Nobrum
He spend the day on the fishing boat
But never looked for his fish hook
So much wisdom and practice beyond the ordinary
They say it was attributed
To several bottles of rum
 
We are friends on land
We are friends at sea
Together we went to war
Together we are at the bar
 
We're all drunk
Dead drunk
And everyone who is not drunk
Get the fuck out of here
 
The butcher without a finger
Who works on the dock
He spend the day laughing
Of the lack that the finger makes
He said with a yellow smile: 'Listen well, my boy,
When working with the cleaver never drink too much'
 
We are friends on land
We are friends at sea
Together we went to war
Together we are at the bar
 
We're all drunk
Dead drunk
And everyone who is not drunk
Get the fuck out of here
 
Marquade fed the boilers of the old steamboat
Despite the wind, the heat was suffocating
The cast iron ceiling, the sun directly on the metal plate
Everything already solved with two bottles of grappa
 
We are friends on land
We are friends at sea
Together we went to war
Together we are at the bar
 
We're all drunk
Dead drunk
And everyone who is not drunk
Get the fuck out of here
 
We're all drunk
Dead drunk
And everyone who is not drunk
Get the fuck out of here
Dead drunk
And everyone who is not drunk
Get the fuck out of here
 
We're all drunk
Dead drunk
And everyone who is not drunk
Get the fuck out of here
(Somebody hold that dog, he stole my beer)
(I'll kick his ass)
 

Serial Killer Talk

You need to find a new culprit
If it all goes wrong
Need a new suspect
Because it was far from a perfect crime
 
Did well to bury her
Too bad you were careless
You left fingerprints on the shovel
 
Why doesn't anyone else believe it was just an ordinary crime?
Even if the investigation doesn't know where to look
I've seen more than one reporter walking around
They already started to publish that's a serial killer
 
The police are faced with a corpse
Associates with a number of other deaths
By traumas, by cuts
These are really disturbing images
 
The coroner reports extensively
And attests to the refinements of cruelty
Six women of the same age
All of them were killed in the middle of the afternoon
 
You need to step out in disguise
When you leave the county
Need a discreet car
Don't worry, everything will be alright
 
Try to leave false clues
Cross the river by the rafts
Take a ride and head south
 
I made the same mistake as you sometime ago
They put me in jail, but I got away
I hid in a mountain cabin for a month
And not to brag, but I killed well over six
 
The police identify in the images
A guy at a sawdust shop
A cordial-looking old man
Come at night and buys ten pounds of lime
 
The patrol follows him and arrives in a house
That seems long abandoned
There are several bodies buried in the yard
But no sign of the serial killer
 

Worst-Case Scenario

So you find yourself, lost on the high seas
No water, no food and no idea where you are
No diesel in the engine, no flare gun
No chance to be seen, to be saved by anyone
In such a situation, it's easy to lose reason
Begin to expect some explanation from God
The fact is that there is nothing else to do
You can hardly believe it
 
When you see the storm forming on the horizon
The black cloud coming toward you
Turn the knob, but the radio doesn't respond
Water level rising
Worst-case scenario
Hull in the bow is cracked
The boat is already heeled
Would you have any suggestions?
No!
 
Two days ago, when you left the dock
You left the land where you would never tread
Now what will you do, you can't think
With the wind blowing, you start to freeze
Neither fishing boat nor coast guard
As much as you want, not even a plane cross the sky
Flooded basement, no alternative
Total drifting
 
Seeing the storm forming on the horizon
The black cloud coming toward you
Turn the knob, but the radio doesn't respond
Water level rising
Worst-case scenario
The sea becoming rough
You get dragged
Until then disappear in the darkness
 

House in Front of the Cemetery

This house is mine
You all should have stayed out
There is no way out now
Here there is only anger and rancor
 
On the floor where you step on
Too much blood was spilled
It is cursed
And I fed on this pain
 
It was in this house where I was born
Where I've spent my life, where I died
I will not let anyone else come
And think that is the owner of the place
I will never tolerate
I'm angry at whoever enters here
I hate whoever enters here
I'm sick of whoever enters here
 
The house was built
In front of the old cemetery
Dead barren soil
I want it to continue like this
 
I have never felt sorry
For any of the old residents
I made them go through horrors
They had a dreadful end
 
It was in this house where I was born
Where I've spent my life, where I died
I will not let anyone else come
And think that is the owner of the place
I will never tolerate
I'm angry at whoever enters here
I hate whoever enters here
I'm sick of whoever enters here
 
It was in this house where I was born
Where I've spent my life, where I died
I will not let anyone else come
And think that is the owner of the place
I will never tolerate
I'm angry at whoever enters here
I hate whoever enters here
I'm sick of whoever enters here
 

Slaughterhouse 18

The neighbors in the area would be surprised if they ever knew
That at the back of the slaughterhouse 18, things like this happen
The police arrive, investigate, don't find anything, don't even suspect
That there are people locked downstairs for days
 
How many more will fall
By the well of the slaughterhouse 18, it's impossible to leave the cold chamber
Some are then found on the river bank
But most simply disappeared
 
Those who already know today live in the shadow of fear
They will never say anything, they will keep it a secret
Even with all the deaths there will always be an unsuspecting
Who decides to spend the night camping in the lake
 
How many more will fall
By the well of the slaughterhouse 18, it's impossible to leave the cold chamber
There is a creek nearby that was good for fishing
Today the water is turbid and muddy, no one else goes there
 
How many more will fall
By the well of the slaughterhouse 18, it's impossible to leave the cold chamber
At night you hear the muffled noise of the incinerator
And the smell that comes with the smoke reveals a night of horror
 

Coal, Sulfur and Saltpeter

There is no lack of judges who condemn us
As well as search warrants
They make clear the fear they feel
Even our shadow scares them
 
Just because we robbed your banks
Because we squander your goods
Because we blew up the bridges
And derailed your trains
 
But there is no wall that can separate us
There is no prison that can hold us
There is no saint who can forgive us
Not a devil who can put up with us
 
We are like dirty water that there is no process that can filter
Together we are coal, sulfur and saltpeter
Together we have dirty hands that there is no confession that can absolve
With any pressure, it's natural to explode
 
There is no routine for the fugitive
There is no totally safe place
Who needs to fight to be alive
Sees better in the dark
 
The sound of so many deaths echoes
Throughout so many years of struggle
The ammunition we use is good
And goodwill is very short
 
But there is no wall that can separate us
There is no prison that can hold us
There is no saint who can forgive us
Not a devil who can put up with us
 
We are like dirty water that there is no process that can filter
Together we are coal, sulfur and saltpeter
Together we have dirty hands that there is no confession that can absolve
With any pressure, it's natural to explode
 

As the Voices Said

That day I started to hear the voices
That told me things about my destiny
From the day that I would become
From an ordinary subject to a systematic killer
 
I waited, as the voices said
For the sign of the end of our time
And then I went through the revealed message
Just at the entrance to a large parking lot
 
I didn't really understand all the voices
I barely understood what the goal was
However, so fast that one speaks
I filled the trunk of the car with the explosives
 
I parked, as the voices said
On the side, next to the cinema doors
I felt sorry for the imported cars
But the voices guaranteed that it would be worth it
 
And suddenly all the voices ceased
As if they had never existed
Relief that would be memorable
If I were not responsible for a destroyed mall
 
And since then I've never heard the voices
But I doubt it will change my luck
My future is somewhat uncertain
From here I head straight for the death row
 

When You Drink Too Much

Monday, the day of the professional drinker
When night falls, he will fall into evil
There will ever be a good reason for those who want to have fun
No need of moment or occasion
Every day is the day, just call and he goes
Everything that is not good will certainly make life happier
 
You know how it ends
When you drink too much
Anything and you fight and scold
And have no respect for anyone else
Then you end up broken
And wake up with the dog licking
But I know you'll do it all over again
Before dinner time
 
Known at work as a 'I'll be right back'
Everyone knows where is the 'right there'
What a serious matter is this you have to solve
When he comes back comes the breath to denounce him
With that face you need not to explain
And the head of the section, already very pissed, wanting to hit him
 
You know how it ends
When you drink too much
Anything and you fight and scold
And have no respect for anyone else
Then you end up broken
And wake up with the dog licking
But I know you'll do it all over again
Before dinner time
 
But speaking of the devil, look who has arrived
Accompanied by a nice depression
We were just talking ill about you
Because if when you're happy it's hard to hold
Full of trouble this way is going to be damn harder
It's not cool, my friend, but I have an obligation to tell you
 
You know how it ends
When you drink too much
Anything and you fight and scold
And have no respect for anyone else
Then you end up broken
And wake up with the dog licking
But I know you'll do it all over again
Before dinner time
 

Whiskey For A Damned

Quick waiter, bring me your best whiskey
This friend of yours here has only half an hour left
Until the Devil finds out I've died
And come to take me away
 
Sorry waiter for the rush
But I have no other way out
That's all my money
Bring me everything in drink
 
The little time I have left
May it be well spent
I don't want to party
But I want to be drunk
 
Quick waiter, bring me your best whiskey
This friend of yours here has only half an hour left
Until the Devil finds out I've died
And come to take me away
 
Nothing I take from life
What I have is what's in my car
My twenty best friends
Are in a pack of cigarettes
 
Goodbye, my good friend.
Goodbye and thank you.
I hope to drink with you
In the bar that is there on the other side
 
Quick waiter, bring me your best whiskey
This friend of yours here has only half an hour left
Until the Devil finds out I've died
And come to take me away
 
Quick waiter, bring me your best whiskey
This friend of yours here has only half an hour left
Until the Devil finds out I've died
And come to take me away
 
Quick waiter, bring me your best whiskey
This friend of yours here has only half an hour left
Until the Devil finds out I've died...
 

Saloon Table

8:42
 
First day out of the state jail
She that I meet right at the door waiting for me
In a convertible with a running engine
That she had just robbed
Back on the road, today is celebration
A pack of cigarettes and a bottle of gin
Leaving the city she parked and said:
'Wait here for me.'
 
Strange moves and shootout
A bag of money falls into the back seat
Now it's two more hours without stepping on the brake
Full tank, hit the gas, they won't catch us anymore
 
This fate that deceived me again
My first day of freedom started
With me on the run again
 
It was at a bar table that I met her
Right in the middle of the saloon I fell in love
And the next morning I discovered
With her I can no longer live within the law
 
It's been a long time since I've seen the sunset
It would be better without so much siren behind me
It's been a long time since I've seen the confusion
Getting ugly like this
And all the time one more enters at the chase
For almost four days driving without sleep
And even with the road blocked
She does not stop smiling
 
Passing by the gas station
Amid a leak in the gas pipe
I'll miss those girl eyes
The burning cigarette butt flies back there
My watch the minute it stopped
It has been found so far from where I am
With her alone with no one else
 
It was at a bar table that I met her
Right in the middle of the saloon I fell in love
And the next morning I discovered
With her I can no longer live within the law
 

The Bar Call

11:50
 
I can only say one thing.
HOLY SHIT, HANGAR!
Because one day ... one day I will die.
And all my widows will wonder
In that terribly irritating voice.
 
But why did he drink so much? Why did he smoke so much?
I'll be lying in my coffin.
WITH A FUCKING HARD COCK!
Thinking: I owe nothing to anyone.
I'll drink if I want.
 
Because my life is mine. And fuck your life
 
The Bar Call!
 
Hot, stinking day, no reason.
I can not even think what to do ...
Behold, all of a sudden I see everything improving,
As if I could hear the glass call me!
 
Come to the bar, come to the bar, come to the bar!
Come to the bar, come to the bar, come to the bar!
 
I owe nothing to anyone,
I'll drink if I want.
My life is mine,
And fuck your life.
 
Hot, stinking day, no reason.
I can not even think what to do ...
Behold, all of a sudden I see everything improving,
As if I could hear the glass call me!
 
Come to the bar, come to the bar, come to the bar!
Come to the bar, come to the bar, come to the bar!
 
I owe nothing to anyone,
I'll drink if I want.
My life is mine,
And fuck your life.
 
Come to the bar, come to the bar, come to the bar!
Come to the bar, come to the bar, come to the bar!