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Introduction
03:35
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El Baron
06:55
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Keep what's yours and take what's not
Always be the one to fire the shots
A few slaps when negotiations get hot
That's how the Baron always stays on top
Feeling guilty won't help you, stop !
Don't feel sorry for those you chop
Just don't forget to bring your mop
Trust me, you don't wanna alert the cops !
"La vida loca del Baron no es para todos !
Fue con sus bolas que apoyan los toros ! "
Running over men, watching them flee
Grinding their teeth as they bend the knee
It's easier to live enslaved than free
Many give their asses away for free
Stick around and you will see
That up there I'm kind of a deity
While my tires squeak in the city
Devil wears Prada on his little tushy
El Baron puts the fun in funeral
Shows up all drunk, dressed in overalls
El Baron puts the funk in your anal cavity !
El Baron funks you up ! Bob watch the fall !
Don't ride with him if you don't have the balls
El Baron puts the funk in your anal cavity !
So listen ma'boy, I hear your plea
You can't change mankind, don't you see ?
The fastest way to a man's heart is
To go straight through his 4th and 5th ribs !
These damn humans are killing me
People smothering themselves yet they don't see
There's no point trying to break free
There's nothing beyond the grave but me !
"La vida loca del Baron no es para todos !
Fue con sus bolas que apoyan los toros ! "
Always laugh right in people's face
Some of them are such a disgrace !
Ravaging the Earth, and outer space !
Ride away from these pigs, it's your only chance !
Don't tell me what to do, stay in your place
Don't label me as a hopeless case
Enjoying freedom, breaking the gates
Can't allow you to say "What a basket case !"
Refrain
Got a bodybag
Your name on the tag
If you keep acting like a giant fag
Your life is a gag
When there's a snag
You're always ready to wave the white flag
You struggle within,
You deny your "sins",
But inside you know your will is thin.
You gotta give in,
Time to start living
Don't be a puppet, be a king !
Hell, yeah !
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3. |
Pyramidal Flush
07:10
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Riding by the sunset under a bright blue sky
Two days in the desert, not much skin left to fry
Sweat boiling on my chest, is this the day I die ?
I won't give my last breath until I reach that pyramide
Always seem so far away no matter how fast I ride
I need to find this Baron and the lab he hides inside
I parked my Harley in the shade of an entrance by the side,
But a chiling wind carrying a voice gave me a strong urge to fly
"Get a grip man, come on, you know the answers are close by !
Grab a torch and your manhood, do or don't, there is no try !"
Welcome down to the Pyramidal Flush !
Welcome down to the Pyramidal Flush !
El Baron lives here
You're not welcome here
So you better get out
Walking down the corridor I couldn't believe what I saw
Manitees, bobble cats, manbearpig, all stuffed and aligned in a raw
The Taxidermy King must be a god I thought as I dropped my jaw
Fear engulfed me as I witnessed a stuffed taxidermist stuffing a cow
And here I was, in this madness, but it was too late to go now
I stubbled in the biggest hall ever seen and was greated by a growl
Welcome down to my Pyramidal Flush !
Welcome down to my Pyramidal Flush !
Yeah that's where I live
And you're not welcome here
Yeah That's where I live
So get the fuck out of here
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4. |
Jan Itor
06:51
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Wandering and looking for his place of living
There's not much sign that I will find
The man I'm seeking ; might only be in my mind !
I was told there's a place beyond time and space
Where Sir Jan Itor lives, a man so sore
But finding my father's all that I care for
He was the best fucking taxidermist
Only him can stop the rude danger we face,
For a dark lord has risen to doom our fate...
God dammit ! Shit ! Where the hell am I now ?
Son of a bitch ! Ah ! Could it be the place, oh wow...
Welcome down to my stuffer's nest
I'm glad you came, but no time to rest !
Sir Jan Itor knows about your dangerous quest.
Your father went after the greatest danger
A taxidermy god, cream of all the stuffers
Who wants to send us all back to the nether...
For he holds a grudge against humankind,
To him we're all pigs, unholy and blind !
You must help your daddy put a stop to his plans...
Or becoming pigs will become our end !
God dammit ! Shit ! Where the hell am I
Son of a bitch ! Shit ! What the fuck is this ?
God damn, fuck fuck, don't know what to do now
Son of a bitch, don't know where I am now
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Pigs In Space Rouen, France
Pigs in Space is an alternative rock band from Rouen, France.
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