1. |
Mother Green
03:04
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Mother green and her killing machine
Wont stop 'til the last one drops
Unlimited ammunition
Death toll - Infinite
Mother green and her killing machine
An unstoppable force of death
She will tear you apart by filling your body with lead
Bring everything you have to the front line
It wont be enough
You know when you meet your destiny
When you meet mother green
One more shot, one more kill
Throw in a hand grenade
Fire the RPG
Fire some artillery
Spray them with the mini gun
Air strike, napalm strike
Give them everything we have
Mother green and her killing machine.
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2. |
Skull Fucked
02:24
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Is that it?
You don't scare me
I'm twice your size
And twice as sick
You think this is a stupid grin
Wait and see, I will
Gouge out my own eyes
And feed them to you
When you've had your feed
Then you may skull fuck me
I will enjoy
Now you see a stupid
Grin
Skull fuck me sir
Do you know who I am?
My name is Private Pyle
I need my eyes back now
So I can see you
Shit them out
I hope it hurts
Sore ass for you
Whats in store
For you sir
Now I can see
You will find out
In exactly three fucking seconds
Skull fucked.
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3. |
Regrets
02:26
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You will regret this sir
I know where your parents live
I watched them sleep last night
And I will again
I tea-bagged they're dog
And took a dump in they're bread bin
You will regret this sir
You will regret
Being alive
If only your Dad
Had wrapped his tool
Regret, regret
I regret signing up
Regret, regret
But I will deal with it
Regret, regret
If I don't then I can
Regret, regret
Blow my fucking head off in the toilets
I will take you with me to
Hell
You will regret this sir
You will regret
Being alive
If only your Mother
Had aborted you.
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4. |
Old Rotten Crotch
03:20
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Mary Jane, Mary Jane, Mary Jane, rotten crotch
I thought rotten crotch was just a myth
Where can I find her, my digits are stiff
Mary Jane, Mary Jane, Mary Jane, rotten crotch
Finger bang, finger bang, finger bang
Some say you can find her in the battlefield
She will serve your needs for one fee
The fee of death
She will entice you into her trench
With her pretty pink pants
You become smitten because she is a female
And she is a slut
Soon you will realize you are at her mercy
She is in control
It has gone from fantasy to nightmare
You didn't even blow your load
I need to escape this hell in which I am restrained
I have come to terms that my lust for you has run its course
Give me my rifle
Never would I give you the pleasure to kill yourself
My name is Mary Jane (Old Rotten Crotch)
You belong to me
Please please please I am begging you I'm on my knees
Kill me now and put me out of this misery
Fine you puke, have your wish
But one more thing for me
Suck the gun and finger bang me until i cum
Then bang you are
Dead.
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5. |
War Face
00:26
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6. |
FMB - Born To Riff
02:27
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I don't give a shit what you think
Or anybody else
I wasn't born to kill sir
I was born to riff
I don't believe there can be peace
In this broken world
You think this is a sick joke
You should open your eyes and see
This world has been torn apart
By us
The human race
We are suffocating our planet
With our ways of life
Humans butcher each other
In the name of God
Lets forget about the traumatic
State of earth
And remember why we are here
I am here to riff
F M B
Born to Riff
F M B
Born to riff
Born to riff.
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7. |
Reach Around
02:36
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I'll be watching you sir
While I fuck you in the ass
I'll reach around
And tear off your tiny dick
Sir fuck you sir
Sir fuck you
I'll make you suck
On your severed dick
Your gonna have to eat your dick
Spit or swallow, your choice
If you spit it out
I'm gonna stitch it on your head
Sir you have a maggot on your head
Oh wait, it's your dick
Who's the peter puffer now?
Sir it's you sir
I'll be watching you sir
While I fuck you in the ass
I'll reach around
And tear off your tiny dick
I had the common courtesy
To give you a reach around
I tore off your tiny little dick
Now it looks like a maggot on your head
I'll be watching you.
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8. |
The Dead Philosophy
04:21
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The dead philosophy
We died in vain
Here I lay in the pit with my brothers
Killed
For what?
Why were we here?
Was it to help or to show off
Our force
We had no choice
But to fight and serve for our country
Now
We're dead
How many more die?
These graves can't hold anymore dead
Bodies
The dead know only one thing
It is better to be alive
You cover us in lime
Trying to hide the stench
Trying to hide the truth
The truth that this is
Mass murder
The dead philosophy
This is
The dead philosophy.
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Bolt Action Lostwithiel, UK
Bolt Action began as a one man project by drummer Andrew 'Bolt' Bolton.
Writing Full Metal Jacket influenced
'Born To Riff' with guest vocals from Steve Moyle, Grandfather 'Neb' Nebulous and Jim Taylor.
Neb joined BA as lead vocals during the creation of 'Animalian Retribution', showcasing the bands hatred of cruelty to animals.
Album 3 is underway, with plans to complete a full band line up.
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