Anarchists of Good Taste (Re-Recorded)
Pretty faces, pretty hip Bodies hang to drain and drip So submit and let's pretend You're not a hollow charlatan Velcro whores they fill the streets Infecting everyone they meet The hourglass is karma's curse Each grain of sand's a universe Laser beams and cattle prods Sacrifices for the gods Divinities, orgasmic hymns Will fuck you with prosthetic limbs Ulcerations form they know Soon will lose fingers and toes Swollen ends, bloody gauze Curse us all I've watched you suffer For so long it seems Somehow I look the other way I've watched you fall apart Like my leper friend Somehow I look the other way An outcast deprived of festal joy Prostration It seems is here to stay My limbless friend will die alone A torso of flesh upon the throne My limbless friend will die alone A torso of flesh The cure for clinical depression Is a lobotomy The cure for clinical depression Is a lobotomy My limbless friend will die alone A torso of flesh upon the throne My limbless friend will die alone A torso of flesh I've watched you fall apart Like my leper friend Somehow I look the other way I've watched you suffer For so long it seems Somehow I look the other way Leper, leper friend Leper, leper friend Leper, leper friend Leper, leper friend
Submitted by Warbringer — Feb 25, 2026
Within the pale white walls From 9 to 5 Day after day I feel no more alive Than the stiff that lies the table before me Wake up too early to twist the key Stumble on over to the Mr. Coffee Pour myself a warm black existence Within the pale white walls From 9 to 5 Day after day I feel so cold inside Like the stiff that lies the table before me Wake up too early to twist the key Stumble on over to the Mr. Coffee Pour myself a warm black existence 9 to 5 at the morgue Overtime for the corpse Hypnotised by the hum of the freezer Hypnotised by the look in your eyes Hypnotised by the pallid cadaver Hypnotised by the look in your eyes 9 to 5 The truth is harsher than you think It's the hair that fills the sink Or the wrinkles around your eyes Until you're old and hypnotised 9 to 5, 9 to 5 Die and die Die, draw flies Die and die Die, draw flies This day is never going to end for me The end is closer than you think So pour yourself another drink And don't let it get to you 'Cos that's exactly what it will do 9 to 5, 9 to 5 Die and die Die, draw flies Die and die Die, draw flies Wake up too early to twist the key Stumble on over to the Mr. Coffee Pour myself a warm black existence 9 to 5 at the morgue Overtime for the corpse Hypnotised by the hum of the freezer Hypnotised by the look in your eyes Hypnotised by the pallid cadaver Hypnotised by the look in your eyes Stitch his lips, shut his eyes 9 to 5 at the morgue 9. To. 5. At. The. Morgue
Submitted by Warbringer — Feb 25, 2026
Kaleidoscope of love Ophidians dance as the shifting occurs We are stars and electric animals Nurtured by the mothers of prostitutes Floating in a mushroom universe Swimming in a sea of cyclostomes And as we surface through the tide You open up and I come inside Ay, ay, ay, ay I must be in limbo 'Cause purgatory's always felt like home And as the world spins round and round We fornicate upon the cotton clouds That rain down sulfur smiles On the children at play in the poppy fields Sinking for what seems like forever Like Atlantis into the sea To forget the shore and wash away Wash away my memory Ay, ay, ay, ay I must be in limbo 'Cause purgatory's always felt like home Inside the moon lives the high priest of the mushroom cult Upon the altar are the ashes of the Pharisees I sold my soul, sold my soul, sold my soul away I'm free of guilt, free of sin, free of everything La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la Inside the moon lives the high priest of the mushroom cult Upon the altar are the ashes of the Pharisees I sold my soul, sold my soul, sold my soul away I'm free of guilt, free of sin, free of everything
Submitted by Warbringer — Feb 25, 2026
Well the sky is black And everyone's on fire Neon lights and shallow graves Are all I see for miles Waiting in utopia To liberate the living dead Palm trees and antiquity Kool-aid and strychnine Sing with me in harmony In evidence of your liturgy Well the clock is dead And everyone's on fire Neon lights and shallow graves Are all I see for miles Waiting in utopia To liberate the living dead Palm trees and antiquity Kool-aid and strychnine Sing with me in harmony In evidence of your liturgy I am your god and I've never been so in love So spread your legs Close your eyes And say a prayer for me Blow a kiss and make a wish You're going to heaven We're a happy family And we belong together Blow a kiss and make a wish You're going to heaven We're a happy family And we belong together Sing with me in harmony In evidence of your liturgy I am your god and I've never been so in love So spread your legs Close your eyes And say a prayer for me
Submitted by Warbringer — Feb 25, 2026
I I am coming I am coming to California to kill you I I am coming I am coming to rape and murder your family you You can try and run But there's nowhere left to hide I will follow the sun as it sets in the west It will lead me right to you 3000 miles and in L.A I can't wait to see the look on your face As I put my gun up to your temple Pull the trigger that sends you back to hell You butchered my art and only to save a dollar Are you ready to die my friend? Are you ready to confront the end? Like Helter Skelter and son of Sam By the days end you'll know who I am I spill your blood on the Hollywood Boulevard I won't rest until you're headless You should have known I would leave you helpless and alone You were born to be a dead celebrity Like Helter Skelter and son of Sam By the days end you'll know who I am I spill your blood on the Hollywood Boulevard I won't rest until you're headless Like Helter Skelter and son of Sam By the days end you'll know who I am I spill your blood on the Hollywood Boulevard I won't rest until you're headless I won't rest until you're headless
Submitted by Warbringer — Feb 25, 2026
Hermaphrodites with x-ray eyes Shapeshift into paradigms March like Nazis to a polka dirge To conjure the spirit of Lucifer Virgin mongoloid girlfriend Mentally begins to bend Valley girl ventriloquists Move her lips and slash her wrists Ammonia sweet river Winged rats will take us there Anchored by the ledfish We are pregnant with animal joy Ammonia sweet river Winged rats will take us there Anchored by the ledfish We are pregnant with animal joy Don't fall asleep or we'll mutilate your genitals Follow me To Shangri-La On the comet Hale-Bopp A demon of a wet dream Baptized in chlorine To a geisha with a syphilis smile In a Hollywood Babylon Follow me to Shangri-La On the comet Hale-Bopp Follow me to Shangri-La On the comet Hale-Bopp Hermaphrodites with x-ray eyes Shapeshift into paradigms March like Nazis to a polka dirge To conjure the spirit of Lucifer Follow me to Shangri-La On the comet Hale-Bopp Follow me to Shangri-La On the comet Hale-Bopp Ammonia sweet river Winged rats will take us there Anchored by the ledfish We are pregnant with animal joy Ammonia sweet river Winged rats will take us there Anchored by the ledfish We are pregnant with animal joy Ammonia sweet river Winged rats will take us there Anchored by the ledfish We are pregnant with animal joy Don't fall asleep or we'll mutilate your genitals
Submitted by Warbringer — Feb 25, 2026
Urine love with a robot With dysfunctional genitals and violent mood swings Urine love with an android queen Sci-fi taboo, mistress machine You're an angel with horns and a dick You're an android and a manmade bitch While the devil's in the dirt And the witch is on the sun This is fun This is fun and we've only just begun Open the floodgates and rain down on me Unhealthy and ugly Your fluid embalms the scenery Golden showers and acid rain Pee-pee and poetry Blue coma eyes I never want you to leave Because desire and longing And hunger has got the best of me The sun creeps through the curtain It's almost as if you were dead Was it something I said? The future's so bright Let's pull down the shades Pour some urine on me
Submitted by Warbringer — Feb 25, 2026
You've got me hanging by my throat Swinging from a tree Swaying in the breeze As I die my eyes glaze over Swinging from a tree Swaying in the breeze Swinging Swaying Swinging Swaying In the silent twilight I heard the crickets cry As the holocaust horizon victimised the sky In the bowels of a small town spins a vortex of hell Neon red like the vacancy sign at the Vertigo Motel Won't you come and shatter my glass heart? Inject black tar in my arteries You always knew just what to say From birth, deathbed into the grave I'm spinning I'm spinning I'm spinning I'm spinning Vital organs on the dance floor gyrating to the beat As the ghost of the goat head wanders through the street Exacting revenge, he drowns his victims in a well For his murder 40 years ago at the Vertigo Motel Won't you come and shatter my glass heart? Inject black tar in my arteries You always knew just what to say You always knew just what to say From birth, deathbed into the grave I'm spinning I'm spinning I'm spinning I'm spinning In the silent twilight I heard the crickets cry As the holocaust horizon victimised the sky In the bowels of a small town spins a vortex of hell Neon red like the vacancy sign at the Vertigo Motel Won't you come and shatter my glass heart? Inject black tar in my arteries You've got me hanging by my throat Swinging from a tree Swaying in the breeze As I die my eyes glaze over Swinging from a tree Swaying in the breeze Swinging
Submitted by Warbringer — Feb 25, 2026
Born in a cartoon of malicious riddles Castrated at the thought of moving pictures Mutating colours in the 3rd dimension 3rd dimension Technicolor and amphetamines in another crime scene The lord of illustrated disenchantment He sleeps to dream up a conspiracy With many sugar coated alibis Alibis Technicolor and amphetamines in another crime scene We are anarchists of good taste We are terrorists of untruths Cartoon autopsy Animated effigy
Submitted by Warbringer — Feb 25, 2026
Restroom magicians Mescaline visions Pink riots and pigmen In the city streets And in the gutters Distorted colors At the end of the rainbow Our copper turned gold In the discotheque the strobe pulsates As punks and junkies masturbate Their burning bodies permeate In ecstasy and altered states The city is alive tonight The city is alive tonight All the pretty queers revolt in leather While kings and queens forecast the weather Here come the vaudeville assassins High on cocaine and vitamins The city is alive tonight The city is alive tonight I am the owner of a curious organ You are the dogma of the porcelain angels Hypodermic boyfriend You'll never be forgiven Say goodbye and let him go Let him go The feminine police Are crucified in bleach Dirty and diseased Unable to get clean The feminine police Are crucified in bleach Dirty and diseased Unable to get clean All the pretty queers revolt in leather While kings and queens forecast the weather Here come the vaudeville assassins High on cocaine and vitamins The city is alive tonight The city is alive tonight
Submitted by Warbringer — Feb 25, 2026