Pure Filth
Warfare
Album • 1984
14 Tracks
Warfare
Album • 1984
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Walkin' down speeding you're the trip Just look around focus really hip The summer of hate and yes we were all there But money talks and they don't care Burn burn burn the King's Road Burn burn burn the King's Road Burn down Burn down the King's Road Burn down Burn down the King's Road Peculiar floors viv she got is sussed Financial power it's so strange to trust Illustrating gain for nothing or less The clock has stopped wound up but depressed Burn burn burn the King's Road Burn burn burn the King's Road Watch it Burn Lookin' round I just see apathy But that's your problem it won't happen to me Inject fuel to evaporate Strike a fuse or it will be too late Burn burn burn the King's Road Burn burn burn the King's Road Burn down Burn down the King's Road Burn down Burn down the King's Road
Submitted by Sexy Gargoyle — Apr 26, 2025
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To St. Giles and no remorse So demented and untame Start tearing up the Earth Who's influence and who's to blame In the ground for some time now Elizabeth's long gone grey You find the lid it's decomposed Have you wondered who will pay Bring her upright to the top Her corpse is all decayed Swing the blow now don't stop You've succeeded uncouth raid Like a ripped up wreath Ain't gonna rest in peace
Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 26, 2025
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Ladies and gentlemen, let me present- FRANKIE GOES TO HOLLYWOOD Possibly the most important thing. This side of the world........ Oh yeah, well I........ Let's go [1]-When two tribes go to war A point is all you can score When two tribes go to war A point is all you can score Cowboy No. 1 A born-again poor man's son On the air America I modelled shirts by Van Heusen-yeah You know [Repeat 1] Working on the black gas Switch off your shield Switch off and feel I'm working on loving-yeah Giving you back the good times Ship it out-out I'm working for the black gas [Repeat 1] We got two tribes We got the bomb We got the bomb-yeah Sock it to me biscuits-now Are we living in a land Where sex and horror are the new Gods? Yeah When two tribes go to war A point is all you can score
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Nov 11, 2025
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