Cougar Bait

1.Ghostkeeper

2.T.F.Y.T.D.

3.Keeper of the Gates

4.Birthole Clan

5.Annihilation

6.Unknown Fears

7.Screaming in the Pits

8.Sick Desires

9.New Tragedy

10.SARS


Keepers of the Takes From Hell EP

1.Carstairs Blues

2.Kill Me Anyway

3.She's So Perfect

4.Johnny Canuck

5.Right Fucking Now

6.Kenneth and His Cat


Other Songs

Shredfest

From The Greatest Underground Show on Earth

Return of the Living Dead

From The Greatest Underground Show on Earth, Vol. II

Blood Spilt In The Night

Merciless

Forward

Beyond the Grave

(He called me)Cute Boy

Wet Banana

Empty Cell

Song 25


Annihilation

Harris, Steadman, Peterson

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Do or do not, there is no try

Hesitate, and you will burn and die

You think your power and strength make you a man

But do you have the balls when the shit hits the fan

Attack, Destroy, Run

You done fucked up now

Enslave, Enrage, Control

The masses that fear you

You slaughter your kin with visions of madness

Children left to suffer with the scars of sadness

Ignore your people you don’t even care

Blindfold the weak cover death's stare

Attack, Destroy, Run

You done fucked up now

Enslave, Enrage, Control

The masses that hate you

The blood of the innocent pays for your sins

Please take your seat we will soon begin

Sit relax no need for struggle

We’ll rip off your face on the double

Then you’ll know a new pain

THE PAIN OF HELL!!


Beyond The Grave

Music: Martens, Harris Lyrics: Martens

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I can feel your eyes watching me

And I know that you're out there somewhere

I can feel your presence now and then

And I feel you are there

Even laying, sleeping dead at night

You come to me in my dreams

To tell me a tale of just where you might go

Message from beyond the grave

Following, tailing me throughout my journey

Through life you'll be with me through all

Sometimes I feel your strength, in others it dims

But I always feel your presence strong

My friend I can feel you here with me in spirit

Your energy within my core

Affecting me for the rest of my life

In time the influence grows

Dead, but not forgotten

Gone, but not forgotten

Beyond the grave

I can feel your eyes watching me

And I know that you're out there somewhere

I can feel your presence now and then

And I feel you are there

Even laying, sleeping dead at night

You come to me in my dreams

To tell me a tale of just where you might go

Message from beyond the grave

Message from beyond the grave


Blood Spilt In The Night

Harris, Peterson, Harrison

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Spill the blood

In the night

Spill the blood, spill the blood, spill the blood

In the fucking night

Shoot to kill

Just for the thrill

Shoot to kill, shoot to kill, shoot to kill

In the fucking night

As I break down your door

There's terror in your eyes

I'm out for your blood

There ain't no compromise

You try to resist

Your death has been foretold

I shall not rest

Until your body lies cold

Spill the blood

In the night

Spill the blood, spill the blood, spill the blood

In the fucking night

Shoot to kill

Just for the thrill

Shoot to kill, shoot to kill, shoot to kill

In the fucking night

I feel your inner fear

It drowns out all my pain

I know your negligence

It makes me go insane

Your ignorance is fatal

My ego smells your dread

I feel a special joy

By chopping off your head

Spill the blood

In the night

Spill the blood, spill the blood, spill the blood

In the fucking night

Shoot to kill

Just for the thrill

Shoot to kill, shoot to kill, shoot to kill

In the fucking night

As I break down your door

There's terror in your eyes

I'm out for your blood

There ain't no compromise

You try to resist

Your death has been foretold

I shall not rest

Until your body lies cold


The Birthole Clan

Harris, Steadman, Peterson, Martens

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The birthole clan

The birthole clan

Doing anything to get with a man

The birthole clan

The birthole clan

Doing anything to get with a man

Some of them are fat and their clothes are too tight

If they smell sausage they begin to fight

They hang around on the corner of the street

Hoping to taste the juicy man meat

The birthole clan

The birthole clan

Doing anything to get with a man

The birthole clan

The birthole clan

Doing anything to get with a man

The leader of the clan is a dirty slut

She likes to take it in the butt

The filthy whore she sucks on my dong

As I lay back and take hits from a bong


Carstairs Blues

Peterson

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I walked uptown

There ain't nothin' to do

All the chicks are dirty

I got a rock in my shoe

If I can't find no drugs I'm going to lose my head

Gonna lose my head

Mr. Berg is dead

I shot him in the head, Mr. Berg is dead

I shot him in the head, now that cocksucker's dead

It's the Carstairs Blues

It's about our town

It's about no-one ever being around

It's about not having a car

You can't get too far

Without that damn car

It's about nothing to do but go to the bar

The Carstairs Blues, that motherfucking blues


(He called me) Cute Boy

Peterson

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I met him in a bar

He thought he was a star

All dressed up in drag

But he was just a fag

He called me cute boy

(I like chicks though, chicks are the tits!)

He was old and fat

And bald and all of that

He was an ugly man

And an uglier woman

He called me cute boy

He asked if I wanted weed

I said I do indeed

He said that’s just swell

Meet me at the hotel

He called me cute boy

Thanks for comin’ he said

And then he made me a bed

Asked me to stay the night

I said no I’ll be alright

He called me cute boy

All he had was diet Coke

But still I took a toke

And as I smoked his shit

I realized he wanted it

That’s when he called me cute boy

So I said I had to go

I walked out that door

I’m not down with dicks

I only score with chicks

Chicks that call me cute boy(x2)


Empty Cell

Peterson

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Darkness risen up to blind

A future that appeared so kind

Apathy replaces foolish hope

Wash my wishes out with soap

Trapped inside an empty cell

That is myself that is my hell

Lonely life, no-one near

Pain and strife and no-one dear

All I want is what can't be

Because that one does not want me

Now all alone I start to fear

This darkness which will never clear

And as I roam this whole world wide

The tears I cried have all been dried

Because I never got to find

The future that appeared so kind

Lonely life, no-one near

Pain and strife and no-one dear

All I want is what can't be

Because that one does not want me


Forward

John Isaac

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I drink myself to sleep

As the dragon comes to take his keep

Hop in a boat to Europe

As aunt jemima was chasing me with syrup

I think of these dreamed ideas

Sleep then follow it's not a broken wing

Bird flying into something

Because we don't want to

I had a dream I ate a giant marshmallow

When I woke up I had nothing for a pillow

I try to scream but nothings coming out

I try to run but I stay in the same spot

I think of these dreamed ideas

Sleep then follow it's not a broken wing

Bird flying into something

Because we don't want to

As the sun pools in, in to my room

I slowly wipe the sleep from my eyes

I wonder what the stars will bring yeah

I wonder what the stars will bring from the sky

I think of these dreamed ideas

Sleep then follow it's not a broken wing

Bird flying into something

Because we don't want to


Ghostkeeper

Harris

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Instrumental. .


Johnny Canuck

Harris

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Johnny Canuck

Canada's answer to Nazi oppression

Johnny Canuck

Skullfuckin' Nazi's is his obsession

He'll cut their fuckin' balls off and hand them back to them

Cuz he's Johnny Canuck!

Johnny Canuck!

Johnny Canuck!

Johnny Canuck!


Keeper of the Gates (Of Hell)

Peterson

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I am the keeper of the gates of hell

Down from heaven and from god I fell

Hey baby won’t you step inside

I’ll show you hell and make you my bride

Cause I am the keeper of the gates of hell

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha

Satan is my master

He’ll make your life burn faster

Shattered is your fuckin soul

Come to hell baby and Ill make it whole

Cause I am the keeper of the gates of hell

Cause I am the keeper of the gates of

HELL


Kenneth and his Cat

Harris/Steadman

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This kid I know from back home Kenneth

Doesn’t know what to do with his life

Always takin the easy way out

But not as easy as his cat

Kenneth and his cat

Are gonna go go go

Kenneth and his cat

Oi Oi Oi

Don’t want to see his face

Go Go Go

Don’t want to hear his voice

No No No

We hate Kenneth Miller!

Kenneth takin' the easy way out

But not as easy as his cat


Kill Me Anyway

Harris

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Kill me any way you want to

Kill me any way you want to

Kill me any way you want to

Kill me any way you want to

You can kill me anyway

I'll return someday

You can kill me anyway

I'll be back from my grave

Kill me any way you want to

Kill me any way you want to

Kill me any way you want to

Kill me any way you want to

You don't know me, no

You don't understand me, no

You don't know me, no

You don't understand me, no

You can kill me anyway

I'll return someday

You can kill me anyway

I'll be back from my grave

Kill me any way, kill me any way,

Kill me any way you want to

Kill me any way, kill me any way,

Kill me any way you want to


Merciless

Harris/Peterson/Harrison/Caldwell

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Saddle my steed, sharpen my sword

Polish my axe, for when I take your

Life is short, this is the end

Say your prayers, the reaper is coming right

Now you'll die, in agony

Your blood will drain, I'll stab you 'til your

Dead to me, nothing now

Your soul is lost, soon the maggots will feed

I ride into the storm as enemies amass

On this endless battlefield

Unite under a flag of blood to kill those we fight

Your fate has been sealed

Ride out under the war banner

Bloodshed under the sky

Warlords battle the enemy

Cry out before you die

Seeing skulls impaled on poles

I can't turn back now

Storm the castle gates to kill the ones I hate

Merciless I seal their fate

The lightning strikes, the men advance

Across the plain, the pikemen stand their

Ground is mud, the arrows fly

Our shields defy, your army is no match for our

Brutal strength, we'll dominate

Obliterate, we hunger for your

King to die, your people freed

This is our deed and we shall succeed

I ride into the storm as enemies amass

On this endless battlefield

Unite under a flag of blood to kill those we fight

Your fate has been sealed

Ride out under the war banner

Bloodshed under the sky

Warlords battle the enemy

Cry out before you die

Seeing skulls impaled on poles

I can't turn back now

Storm the castle gates to kill the ones I hate

Merciless I seal their fate

The thunderous noise of our battering ram pounds at your gate

Reinforce your fear of death

The portcullis falls, our men rip through and crush all of your

Resistance is gone

Defenders fall back and circle the keep

The women wail and weep for your loss

We climb the stair, the king remains

To face justice for his deeds are black

His time has come, revenge is ours!

The evil monarch is dead!!!!!!


New Tragedy

Harris/Steadman/Peterson

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Emotion, new tragedy, another one falls. I know you cry when there’s no reason why

Regret, Guilt for putting up with this god damn shit,

SHIT SHIT FUCKIN' BULLSHIT!

You attack men for providing

You attack citizens for surviving

All this fuckin' looting going on

Man you surprised about the suicide bomb

How the government is faced with frustration

Trying to politically change a nation

All this fuckin killing going on and your sitting back act like nothings wrong

Depictions

Of naked Iraqi prisoners

Stacked in human pyramids

The proletariat screams

That justice must be served

Another new tragedy

The government will prosecute

Those soldiers who are blamed

And they will forget all about

Those people that they shamed

Another new tragedy


Return of the Living Dead

Harris/Peterson/Harrison/Steadman

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Rain keeps crashing down

To wake the dead

Feel the burning sensation

As it strikes your head

Send more paramedics

To die tonight

Send more police

For us to bite

I'm coming to get you

I'll hunt you down and crack your skull

There's nowhere to run to

The pain of death commands us all

I'm coming to get you

Decaying bodies from the ground

There's nowhere to run to

Fresh brains will stain my funeral gown

My mind is gone but my flesh remains

To feast on your delicious brains

What I desire is in your head

Prepare for the night of the living dead

Board up the mortuary

To save your brains

Hear the split dogs howl

Half fleshed remains

As tarman lurks around

To feast on girls

Bring on nuke destruction

Destroy the world


Right Fucking Now

Harris/Steadman

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Right now!

You grabbed my nads

And then I spazzed

And now you're gonna die!

Die! Die! Die!

We'll kill you, Die!

We'll kill you, Die!

So die, you motherfucker die!

You took my drugs

You took my pipe

And my motherfucking beer!

Oh you motherfucker!

So now you're gonna die!

Die! Die! Die!

We'll kill you, then fuck you

We'll kill you, so fuck you and die

You motherfucker die!

Die, die, die, die, die, die, argggggh!

You came to our town

And you wanted to fight

Beat your fuckin' truck

Wit da chain!

Wit da chain wit da chain!

You want to turn our shit down?

Fuck you, we'll come and kick your ass

Smash the Bloody Axe on your head


SARS

Peterson/Harris/Steadman/Peterson

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Well I’m doing alright just livin' out in T.O.

But I caught Severe Acute Respiratory Syndrome

Oh I gotta get some rest I gotta lot of healin’ to do

I can’t even breathe and it’s all because of you

Everybody’s got SARS SARS

From eatin’ cats and dogs

Everybody’s had pain pain

It came from Guangdong

But you can’t see the SARS on a Chinaman from Hong Kong

Get some latex gloves and a respiratory mask

It’s the only way you’re gonna save your ass

It’s made it all the way out to B.C.

So you’d better start another travel advisory

Everybody’s got SARS SARS

From eatin’ cats and dogs

Everybody’s had pain pain

It came from Guangdong

But you can’t see the SARS on a Chinaman from Hong Kong


Screaming in the Pits

Fletcher

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I'm screaming in the pits of hell

Burning to death what a terrible smell

I'm screaming in the pits of hell

Burning to death what a terrible smell

Rats biting, snakes hissing

I'm in the urinal where Satan is pissing

No water, no hope

Worst of all there's no god damn dope

I'm screaming in the pits of hell

Burning to death what a terrible smell

I'm screaming in the pits of hell

Burning to death what a terrible smell

Jane Fonda's video fitness

I'm doing it with a Jehova's Witness

Satan's laughing at our aerobics

I'm out of dope and getting claustrophobic

I'm screaming in the pits of hell

Burning to death what a terrible smell

I'm screaming in the pits of hell

Burning to death what a terrible smell

Rats biting, snakes hissing

I'm in the urinal where Satan is pissing

No water, no hope

Worst of all there's no god damn dope

I'm screaming in the pits of hell

Burning to death what a terrible smell

I'm screaming in the pits of hell

Burning to death what a terrible smell

I'm fuckin' screaming in the pits of hell

Burning to death what a terrible smell

I'm fuckin' screaming in the pits of hell

Burning to death what a terrible smell


She's So Perfect

Steadman

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Party at my house cuz my parents aren't home

I tell my sister to leave me the fuck alone

She's so perfect, what a ho

She's so perfect, what a ho

She's so perfect, I can't believe what she did

Having a good time, drinking beer

Not realizing that the problem was near

She's so perfect, what a ho

She's so perfect, what a ho

She's so perfect, I can't believe what she did

I missed the Misfits show

All because of that ho

She's so perfect, what a ho

She's so perfect, what a ho

She's so perfect, I can't believe what she did

She's so perfect, what a ho

She's so perfect, what a ho

She's so perfect, I can't believe what she did


Shredfest

Harris/Martens

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My mental state is unravelling ticking time bomb in my head

Don't know if I'll make it by tomorrow might be dead

In time you would have seen the error of your ways

But I assure you that I will kill you on this very day

Do you feel lucky or do you feel scared

Your time has come now are you prepared

to meet your maker your saviour in the sky

It matters not to me as long as you die!

In time you would learn but time you don't have

My mind's made up you're going down motherfucker!

Rot in hell asshole, hey I'll see you there

I've got nothing more to say you're meat you're

Fucking dead

Your life's at an end

Death's your only friend

Prepare for the end

Do you feel lucky or do you feel scared

Your time's fuckin' come now are you prepared

To meet your maker your saviour in the sky

It matters not to me as long as you die!

In time you would learn but time you don't have

My mind's made up you're going down in flames motherfucker!

Rot in hell asshole, hey I'll see you there

I've got nothing more to say you're meat you're fucking dead!


Sick Desires

Harris/Steadman

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When I look into your eyes, and to my surprise, I see hatred.

So many games of the mind, people hide what’s inside,

Things are connected in ways we cannot see.

The killer filled with cruel intentions,

Rape and murder feast intestines,

Did I mention death becomes her.

Controlled by sick desires, burn internal fires,

Things are connected in ways we cannot see.

Breakdown pleasant confrontation, darkness looming true damnation,

Trapped in this tiny hole, for my flesh to burn rot and mold.

Wish I had you so sweet, on your knees and kiss my feet,

Wish I had you so sweet, to join me on this hell retreat.

Torture me with pain, you love to see the blood drip from my veins,

Punish those pussy liars the fuel that burns my sick desires.

Wish I had you so sweet, on your knees and kiss my feet,

Wish I had you so sweet, to join me on this hell retreat.


Song 25

Peterson/Steadman

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Instrumental.


T.F.Y.T.D.

Martens

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Suffocation...forewarned, no debating, discerned

Time to bury the hatchet, or let the bridges burn!

Kicked me down for the last time, are you prepared,

Come and cross the line my hatred knows no bounds

Sorry now it's time for you to die!

Come and play with me, meet insanity, let me hear your plea

It's time for you to die!

Got no sympathy for your malady or your apathy

It's time for you to die!

Now it's time for me to even up the score

Your final time's at hand, I know just what's in store!

If you expect mercy you'll get none from me

My hatred knows no bounds, so sorry now it's time for you to die!

Watch you live your life, only causing strife

Now the time is right, for me to wield the knife!

Time has finally come, got you on the run, no place to run

There's no place to hide, I've got you in my sights

Come and play with me, meet insanity, let me hear your plea, it's time for you to die!

It's your final hour time now to retire you now have expired it's time for you to die!


Unknown Fears

Harris/Steadman

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Listen up

Listen close

I know your fears

I saw your tears

Fear of change fear of the strange

Fear of your life the way it is

I heard your crying late last night

I know your problems why won’t you fight

Fear of change fear of the strange

Fear of your life the way it is

Closing in I don't know what to do

Hanging on that is up to you

Don't know how you feel so strange

Relax, you're out of range!

Unknown eyes your sacrifice

Pleasure pain its all the same

Fear of change fear of the strange

Fear of your life the way it is


Wet Banana

Martens, Peterson, Steadman, Muller

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Now that was some fuckin' sex!


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