Out of Hand
Shiny silver faces, coloured paper falling into their hand.Never to be seen again it must have been a one night stand.Up until the dawn I could have sworn that everything was alright.Thieving bastards stole my life and legged it off into the night.It's a dirty business it's a dirty game.Everybody different but they're all the same.They draw you in you hear a siren call. Build you up so they can see you fall.You've seen it all before.Been there since time began.You know what's coming next.Everything gets out of hand.They've got the lot and god knows what they think that the deserve even more.Psychopathic tendencies, they've got a lot of answer for.Scratch my back and I'll stab Yours, no wonder it's a universall sickness.Who are they, you well might ask, come with me and you can be my whitness.It's a dirty business it's a crying shame.You blink your eye and all the laws have changed.They draw you in you hear a siren call.Build you up so they can see you fall.You've seen it all before.Been there since time begann.You know what's coming next.Everything gets out of hand.It's a dirty business it's crying shame.You blink your eye and all the laws have changed.They say the vulture is a bird of prey.No-one told me it would come this way.You seen it all before.Been there since time began. You know what's coming next.Everything, everything gets out of hand
Submitted by Morgoth — Nov 08, 2025
You should've been there at the start of the game to witness what we said Me, Steve, the usual bull 'bout the awesome night ahead Well, that was the plan, you understand the prospect for our mission? Nothing could possibly go awry until we lost our inhibition Then we hit the red lights And the Michelin girls Another life, another world Well you go ahead, I'll quench my thirst Après vous, you saw her first Things got looser as they tend to do, more liquefied confusion As we displayed our skills of romance and the art of self-delusion We were the chosen few and our confidence grew, depends on where you're standing Despite what you think, it's only a blink between take-off and landing Red lights And Michelin girls Another life, another world Well you go ahead, I'll quench my thirst Après vous, you saw her first Uh, come on man, feel your boot turn It's a bust, so what can you do? Yes, I know that she wants me too But I can't jump the queue so, après vous Well you go ahead, I'll quench my thirst Après vous
Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Mar 26, 2026
You're lazy, you just stay in bed You're lazy, just stay in bed You don't want no money, you don't want no bread, no If you're drowning, you don't clutch no straw, no, no If you're drowning, you don't clutch no straw You don't want to live, don't want to cry no more Well, my crying ain't done no good I said my trying ain't done no good You don't make no effort, no, not like you should Lazy, you just stay in bed Lazy, you just stay in bed You don't want no money, you don't want no bread
Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Mar 26, 2026
Take pity on two-tone Eddie His hair was never right He used to be cool with a glint in his eye But he lost it overnight Spinning word is changing, things are rearranging But Eddie says to me Nothing wrong with the way it was That's the way it's meant to be Up the revolution We're all prepared to die Up the revolution That was the battle cry There's going to be Hell, Hell to pay There's going to be Hell, Hell to pay Eddie was a die-hard rebel in the good old days Of way back when A cigarette was cool and all the kids in school Could read and count to ten Everyone said he had a future bright Of that there was no doubt He never could make us understand What the rebellion was all about Up the revolution We're all prepared to die Up the revolution That was the battle cry There's going to be Hell, yeah, Hell to pay There's going to be Hell, Hell to pay Two-tone Eddie drew up battle plans For making love not war Everybody laughed at the fighting in the streets From behind a guarded door It came to nothing when it all went down And the band began to play Another plan, put your head in the sand Live to fight another day Up the revolution We're all prepared to die Up the revolution That was the battle cry There's going to be Hell, Hell to pay, yeah There's going to be Hell, Hell to pay, oh There's going to be Hell, Hell to pay There's going to be Hell, hehehehehe
Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Mar 26, 2026