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Sects with the Best Funk Away all the Rest

by Hologram Pants

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1.
Sunday Best 03:05
You'll be wearing your Sunday Best, On the day they bury you dead, When everyone pretends to regret Every shitty thing they said about you, Now, undoubtedly, they claim you were a cool dude Since there's no chance of you apologizing and it's Impossible for you to put the screws to anyone, No doubt, son! You'll be wearing your Sunday Best
2.
Say Tan 01:16
Say Tan! Can anybody say Tan? Say Tan! Why can't everybody play? Say Tan!
3.
I say hey ho, She say ya? yo?, I says fo sho, She says l8r bro, I'm all like wait, whoah, She's all like, slo yo roll, Says I been here befo, & I'm comin back fo mo, It's like she don't even know Ya only YOLO once! Ya only YOLO once! I got the flame that thro, Burnin up like it's made o pure alcohol, Took too much, settle up, It's time to go, Caught enough of a buzz to sleep till morn, Gonna hafta keep up with the needle's soar, Turn it over, crank it out, prepare fo more, One half collapsed, other drags it, Low hanging fruit sells outta habit, It's like we're bled out before we ever have shit Ya only YOLO once! Ya only YOLO once!
4.
Rollin in my fancy car, now I'm gonna go far Cuz I'm a superstar, beats rockin in my rolls royce, My liquor is primetime's top choice, And tar tattered pavement between colored lines as they blur Avoid warning my useless skull of events about to occur Because the cavernous dark behind my eyes points blatant To my obvious lack of concern for having Adequate gray matter actually inhabit that which lies between my ears For now it's just pure void there, As this dialogue is likely to share I took my brain out So I could rumble through the nightlife without ever a care So as to adhere to concerned citizens everywhere So you know it's sincere when I give a vacant stare So there Blood spattered on the pavement The vacuum finally cause a cave-in Abdominal thrust just upchucked enough spunk To send my wandering mind all the way up to the sky As I lie, dyeing the grass, As my flaccid lips manage one last feeble gasp, One last feeble gasp, Hell ya, I took my brain out Now I'm at the gates of heaven, wondering if I will be let in Because I'm betting the big guy up there, finds it quite upsetting When you manage your entire life, perpetually failing to utilize the tool designed, To keep your body from separating all its parts, Cuz you're better off as a whole But ignorance was my only defense, so before they asked the question, I already had said it: I took my brain out So I could rumble through the nightlife without ever a care So as to adhere to concerned citizens everywhere So you know it's sincere when I give a vacant stare So there
5.
You dreamt the dream of a caterpillar, Thrilled with the thought of growing wings, But when you awoke from your slumber, You found yourself to be a very different thing than expected, But moth or not, you got no regrets, As you reach the highest hot, And touch the next form you'll become. Because the future starts slow, and then it goes fast, All a sudden it's the past, You looked through the eyes of a fly, Rising up from a lowly maggot, Until you touched the sky, And now you're left wondering why, You don't have enough time to realize, That the future starts slow, and then it goes fast, All a sudden it's the past, You were just another pretty kitty cat, That had to have your baby-maker hacked in half, So you wouldn't have a chance, To notice how the time can pass, The Future goes Fast
6.
Thee Abyss 01:54
Hey ah, Hey ah, We are guarding thee Abyss, So go on, stick your head in, Hey ah, Hey ah, We are obstructing it with bricks, The kind we like to bash in heads with Cuz ya, we signed the treaty, But didn't show up to the meeting, Instead we sent blankets Infected with syphilis, And did you notice that your country Got overrun by white monkeys That thought God promised them All of this: Just a subtle portion, From an ocean to an ocean, And the quotient of what lay In between them, And some of your people might survive, But we'll make sure your culture dies, And dwindle your numbers down To less than 2%
7.
Yes it does guarantee personal satisfaction For all qualifying inhabitants, but You mistook seeing the message for meaning You met the requirements, When, in fact, my friend You were not offered it
8.
Are you following you script? Or just some random influences? Are those your gods talking again? Do you keep them on your shoulders, Or buried deep in your butt pockets? Are we just some aliens entertainment? Fulfilling the audiences expectations, If we purposely, caused the plot's derailment, Will they come down on us, open us up, Or just wanna watch the process? Making the most, of what the ghost says, You've got buried in your butt pocket, Making cold-hearted decisions, Do as your told, and repeat what they said, Knowing full well, what the hell they meant, When they sold you on its opposite, They are feeding on your angst like a drug, So beam them what they love, Making the Most, of What the Ghost said, Do as your told, Knowing full well, What the hell they meant
9.
Howllelujah 05:46
He had passion in his past And it put motion to his hand Kept at the level of his eyes But Johnny tended to gaze real high And his fist flew out of sight All the time, Waving goodbye But Johnny never knew Where his fist eventually got off to Waving goodbye (4x) Waving goodbye baby, Gracie Ya gave me a home Kept me out of the cold Kept me reminiscing of the days of old Sorry, doll, but I can't stay long Lost part of myself to the burning hot sun So I'm jackin the car from your boss's parking lot And tracking schematics of my lost habitat A place I loved once, but now forgot That orange, auburn soot soaked rock assault Meteor pock-marked desert we all came from The lessons learned from abandoning said destination Won't go untouched before this adventure is done And I am through Quite soon you'll see blue tune out And havoc rule I went to Chaos cowering He said "Die, or entertain me" I can't dance, but I'll try to sing Try harder, he screamed so I screamed Oh, Johnny Mo, I don't know where off to you've gotten But I can guarantee you won't be forgotten by me Not by me, Not by me, Not by me Because I used to be a Werewolf, but I'm alright Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow Howllelujah
10.
We're the thrill kill krew, We're gonna do, Whate'er we want to, Pro'lly kill you, We're the thrill kill krew, We're gonna do, Whate'er we want to, You're Fuckin screwed We're the thrill kill krew, We're gonna do, Whate'er we want to, So Fuck you Check it, dude I was in hibernation, On the darkside of the moon, Inside of my old home space station, When these assholes found me and assumed, I'd want them mixing their DNA With my special secret, sexy, saucy goo, They woke me up, & gave me an army To go wreak havoc on all you, I'll prolly never get a chance to take a shot in ya, You'd be raped five ways before I got it up, I'm too busy fucking Hillary with Donald Trump, You see a crater down the road, to me, it's just a speed bump, Cuz we're the dirty things goin thumpin in the night, To let you know everything is just not alright Now I'm chillin like a villain in Antarctica, Even the Pope shows up just to kiss my nub, It's like a party in a basement with John Podesta, Ever seen a boy's butt get pealed like an onion? Now we're gargling oil like it's lubricant, Getting every single orifice fired up, Satan passed out, though he's the one that hired us, Yo, I wanna give a shout out to how much he sucks, But while he's asleep, there's something I should say, We spell crew with a "K", Don't care that Tom Cruise is flamingly gay, And though our arrival marks your end of days, We'd like to offer you a way, To make a play that lets you stay, Until the last bits get swept away, And only nothing remains, Step 1: Kill Yourself, Step 2: Kill Everybody Else Yo, I met your chick, She offered to suck my dick, Said she's the best at it, Willing to work the tip, & cradle the balls 'til I blow all over her chest, To which, of course, I said yes Cuz I don't give a shit about fuck, Don't give one fuck about shit, Don't care what you did with your pussy, loose bitch Cuz you're just another dumb dick-sucking lack o judgement Shit don't give one fuck about... Beelzebub Beelzebub now bow Beelzebub Beelzebow Satan invented Dubstep So would suck more dick Ya Satan invented Dubstep So would suck a whole buncha motherfuckin dicks My name is Vinny Vin, and it's a fuckin sin, To look this good without puttin any effort into it, Hashtag, I woke up like dis, With Beyonce suckin my lil white dick, & she told all the other bitches, That I gave her those special itches, The kind that are sexually transmitted, Now all her friends are rather insistent, That they should get to get what I got, Insert tab A in slot B, you're fucked, But you know those hoes can't ever get enough, Of my milky white chocolate hot fudge man stuff My hot fudge man stuff My milky white chocolate hot fudge man stuff Cuz it's on like Donkey Kong, Wearing a rubber thong, That can stretch with his King Kong rivaling dong (4x) You really don't wanna go to jail it turns out, I'm gonna fuck you hard right away in the mouth, Then I'll turn you round and head on down south, It's gonna get brown in pound town, no doubt I'm gonna get your shit on my dick, Then make you lick it off, cuz, you're my bitch, And even after you go and kill yourself, I'll kill myself as well, so I can fuck you Again in Hell, Singin...
11.
They say ya left me Lucy Cuz you're just Loosey Goosey And I can't do anything to make you stay Cuz you're cray cray bae bae That's what they say That's what they say Ain't that just what they always say Now I don't care if you're a Plain Jane As long as your face don't look like it belongs Underneath your waist And I can say without too much disgrace Ya got a saving grace in the way That you don't blame me When I go insane, and I scream and I shout About how Gwen Stefani ain't the same thing as No Doubt You were wrong about her then And you're wrong about her now (3x) So get the fuck out!
12.
Headlines 04:13
Headline: They drew a line in the sand Headline: Turns out it's alright to kill them Headline: It's likely that some children died But we won't mind cuz they ain't too white Headlines Head Lies Headline: Looks like it's time for war again Headline: Turns out the last one did not end Headline: Join us live tonight at 5 We'll justify, then describe the sacrifice Headlines from the Head Liars Who justify, then describe the sacrifice
13.
Let's get piss drunk and fuck, She's sayin Let's get piss drunk and fuck, She ain't playin Let's get piss drunk and fuck, She's sayin Let's get piss drunk and fuck, All day 'n all night You do it 'cuz it's wrong But it feels alright All day 'n all night Doing out of site What we can't have brought to light Do it 'til it feels wrong Until it feels wrong
14.
Keep up the speed and learn to weave Or slow it down and yield to me So concerned are we with mere fractions Of interactivity Where we choose to sit or split or spit For just one moment Psychiatrist suggests there are health benefits From social engagement Do you feel some pressure to speak? Walk along the block and glance at the clock Or look you in your face Is Hello / Goodbye really very necessary If I'll never see you again Or is this contrived event Wholly inappropriate In which for us to partake Like rushed advances on a sunny day Would you be the one to make that mistake? So often it seems, motivated by worry Pre-emptive grief, that in our hasty state we Trip over our own feet Dancing like fools for the powers that be Frame your life so it fits in the boxes they sent Formed your notions as per-conceived Turning everyone into monkeys that live In overpriced, towering glass trees Giants targets to which they may have their pawns sent To destroy populants and twist the remainder In the direction they so please Well, shit, stop this madness I won't put up with it Or maybe I will just stand here and spit And when the time comes, I'll take no action Well, fuck 'em, you can let them have it I came to the show; I paid for my ticket And I was promised explosions Explosions Terrific I sure as hell do not wanna miss it Cuz when the end comes, I'll be among the ones singing La-di-dah-di-dah-di-dah La-di-dah-shoo-wop-bah-di-bah-bah-di-ya La-di-fuckin-dah-di-dah We took a vote; chose to fuck off We've got full bars in the trunk of our cars Did all the drugs; it still wasn't enough So ya, ya ya ya, we all demand The end of glitz and glam We're built to crash not fast enough The flash outlasts our momentum Let's keep on going Let's use up all of our momentum
15.
Freakz 03:08
When nerds get wet, they multiply like gremlins, And all the geeks, I know they won't defend them, Cuz there's too many Freaks on the Inside There's just too many Freaks on the Outside There's just too many Freaks, alright? Spic and span, we'll keep this place if we can, And kill the man for Afghans, And drop his dirty bombs off at the laundry mat, We don't flaunt gold; we know we're worth more, Than your law books told us; False government sold us, So get ready to offload your Egos, Dude, suck tube; we're so incredibly smooth, Riding in style, always comfortably cool, But if you can't glide, you might as well just cut loose Cuz there's too many Freaks on the Outside There's just too many Freaks on the Inside There's just too many Freaks, alright?
16.
In my brain mother fuckers ain't playin, We wait and wait all day outside the jail, For my friend Jimbo to come to the window, And say, hey, baby, yay, isn't life great, Isn't life great? Mechanical spiders come to rule this town, I blow those fuckers down, blow those mother fuckers down, With the giant machine guns mounted on my car, We're driving through town, blowin shit up, Isn't life great? In my makeshift world, Tropical Island, Where it makes it all okay, My Jamaican Mall, Greenhouse Studios, Where it all begins to fade, And where there are now mountains, May one day be beachfront property, Thanks to volcano's quaking, So don't complain about the heat, Until that dragged out oceans coast, Boils right before your feet, In warmth we'll bathe, Hazy, dull-orange glaze, Wrap the world up in my lazy blaze, Melt, repeat to freeze, please parade, But you're still number one, In my book of guns, To shoot myself from, Ya you're still number one, In my book of guns, To shoot myself from

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released May 28, 2022

Vinny J (Vocals, Lyrics, Drum, Guitar, Bass, and Mixing)

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