1. |
Atomic Punk
02:44
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I am a victim of the science age
A child of the storm, whoa yes
I can't remember when I was your age
For me, it says no more, no more
Nobody rules these streets at night like me
The atomic punk
I am the ruler of these nether worlds
The underground, whoa yes
On every wall and place my fearsome name is heard
Just look around, whoa yeah
Nobody rules these streets at night like me
The atomic punk
I am the ruler of these nether worlds
The underground, oh, oh
On every wall and place my fearsome name is heard
Look around, whoa yeah
Nobody rules these streets at night like me, nobody
The atomic punk
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2. |
Song 2
02:55
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Woo hoo!
Woo hoo!
Woo hoo!
Woo hoo!
I got my head checked
By a jumbo jet
It wasn't easy
But nothing i-is, no
Woo hoo!
When I feel heavy metal
Woo hoo!
And I'm pins and I'm needles
Woo hoo!
When I lie and I'm easy
All of the time but I'm never sure why I need you
Pleased to meet you
I got my head down
When I was young
It's not my problem
It's not my problem
Woo hoo!
When I feel heavy metal
Woo hoo!
And I'm pins and I'm needles
Woo hoo!
When I lie and I'm easy
All of the time but I'm never sure why I need you
Pleased to meet you
Yeah, yeah
Woo hoo!
When I feel heavy metal
Woo hoo!
And I'm pins and I'm needles
Woo hoo!
When I lie and I'm easy
All of the time but I'm never sure why I need you
Pleased to meet you
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Oh yeah
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3. |
Crash
02:42
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Here you go way too fast
Don't slow down, you're gonna crash
You should watch, watch your step
Don't lookout, gonna break your neck
So shut, shut your mouth
Cuz I'm not listenin' anyhow
I've had enough, enough of you
Enough to last a lifetime through
So what do you want of me
Got no words of sympathy
And if I go around with you
You know that I'll get messed up too with you
Na nana nana na nana nanaaaa
Na nana nana na nana nanaaaa
Here you go way too fast
Don't slowdown, you're gonna crash
You don't know, what's been goin' down
You've been runnin' all over town
So shut, shut your mouth
Cuz I'm not listenin' anyhow
I've had enough, enough of you
Enough to last a lifetime through
So what do you want of me
Got no cure for misery
And if I go around with you
You know that I'll get messed up too with you
With you, with you
Na nana nana na nana nanaaa
(Slow down) You're gonna crash
Na nana nana na nana nanaaa
(Slow down) You're gonna crash
Na nana nana na nana nanaaa
(Slow down) You're gonna crash
Na nana nana na nana nanaaa
You're gonna crash
So what do you want of me
Got no time for sympathy
And if I go around with you
You know that I'll get messed up too with you
With you, with you
Na nana nana na nana nanaaa
(Slow down) You're gonna crash
Na nana nana na nana nanaaa
(Slow down) You're gonna crash
Na nana nana na nana nanaaa
(Slow down) You're gonna crash
Na nana nana na nana nanaaa
(Slow down) You're gonna crash
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4. |
Still Rock n Roll to Me
02:14
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What's the matter with the clothes I'm wearing?
They kinda make me wanna die
Maybe I should buy a denim jacket?
Welcome back to '85
Where have you been hidin' out lately, honey?
You can't dress trashy till you spend a lot of money
Everybody's talkin' 'bout the new sound
Funny, but it's still rock and roll to me
What's the matter with the car I'm driving?
Can't you tell that it's out of style?
Should I get a set of white wall tires?
Are you gonna cruise a miracle mile?
Nowadays you can't be too sentimental
Your best bet's a true baby-blue Continental
Hot funk, cool punk, even if it's old junk
It's still rock and roll to me
Oh, it doesn't matter what they say in the papers
'Cause it's always been the same old scene
There's a new band in town but you can't get the sound
From a story in a magazine
Aimed at your average teen
How about a pair of pink Chuck Taylors
And a bright orange pair of pants?
You could look like a skater, baby
If you just got some brand new Vans
Don't waste your money on a new set of speakers
You get more mileage from a cheap pair of sneakers
Next phase, new wave, dance craze, anyways
It's still rock and roll to me
Ooh, what's the matter with the crowd I'm seeing?
Don't you know that they're out of touch?
Should I try to be a straight-A student?
If you are then you think too much
Don't you know about the new fashion, honey?
All you need are looks and a whole lotta money
It's the next phase, new wave, dance craze, anyways
It's still rock and roll to me
Everybody's talkin' 'bout the new sound
Funny, but it's still rock and roll to me
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5. |
Slave to the Grind
03:10
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You got me forced to crack my head in two
I'm still stuck inside the rubber room
I gotta punch the clock that leads the blind
I'm just another gear in the assembly line-oh no
The noose gets tighter around my throat
But I ain't at the end of my rope
'Cause I won't be the one left behind
Can't be king of the world if you're slave to the grind
Tear down that sad state of mind
Can't be king of the world if you're slave to the grind
Get it?
Everyday's a lethal dose
And I'm runnin' out of tomorrows
There's no need to waste your prayers on me
You better mark my words 'cause I'm history, yes indeed
You might beg for mercy to get by
But I'd rather tear this thorn from my side
'Cause I won't be the one left behind
Can't be king of the world if you're slave to the grind
Tear down that sad state of mind
Can't be king of the world if you're slave to the grind
They swallowed their daggers by turning their trick
They tore my intentions apart brick by brick
But I'll testify
I'm not a drone in your hive
They swallowed their daggers by turning their trick
They tore my intentions apart brick by brick
But I'll testify
I'm not a drone in your hive
I won't be the one left behind
Can't be king of the world if you're slave to the grind
Tear down that sad state of mind
Can't be king of the world if you're slave to the grind
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Zyncronex Atlanta, Georgia
(Pronounced "ZINC-ro-necks")
Music with a Message. Punk Rock with a Purpose. Affinity for Alliteration.
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