Cuntalopes

by 'Lopes

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02:58
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01:18
5.
02:54

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released June 3, 2014

Christie Cunt - Vocals, Guitar
Ian - Bass, engineering, mixing, mastering
Andy - Drums, spiritual advisor
Chops - Trombone

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Track Name: No Entry
Fuck the noise
That you keep spreading
Ripchord lies
To keep us from the facts
Beaten down
It takes us long
To realize
Real lies

Conerstone
Of your established order
Pick the crack
And you snuff us out
But it ain't hate
That you abide in
It's a fucking step
Get off the fucking ladder

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Four gray walls
10 bars I've counted
Peaceful mind
Forgot how it sounded
All the tech
You watch and prey upon us
For our own good
I'm not so sure about that

Conerstone
Of your established order
Pick the crack
And you snuff us out
But it ain't hate
That you abide in
It's a fucking step
Get off the fucking ladder

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Keep promising us admission
Keep promising us admission
Keep promising us admission

Gimme a fucking break
Track Name: Wear It
She walked a line
A line she didn't draw
Wake up hating
These gnashing claws
Feeble minded
Privilege held
Do these fucking backflips
She do em fucking well

And she wear it her whole life
And she wear it her whole life
She wore it yeah she wore it
She wore it fucking well
Pink Triangle she wear it her whole life

[Incoherent rambling]

So call me she, man
And call her he,man
Helped defined through our civilization
Not just biology

And she wear it her whole life
And she wear it her whole life
She wore it yeah she wore it
She wore it fucking well
Pink Triangle she wear it her whole life
Track Name: Untitled (Chavaux)
You try and mask yourself
You fight and fuck; no health
You keep it drawn to my side
Cracked smile but no denial

You suckers
You suffer

Your stupid cult is not cool
But you can think so
Dumber things have happened before
Why don't you just fight the floor

You suckers
You suffer
Track Name: Worth
I can not be apart if this
Holds me close thrown into it
Expect me to die spit all this hero shit
But any way I die you'll probably be the cause of it
The greed
Lies
Some other platitude
You've killed the essence of

Paid
Paid in blood
Paid in blood
Paid in

They would torch me I'd welcome it
Cut me open stale meat is what they get
I'd get a job make no use of it
And when I die I hope that I'm the cause of it
The harm
I cause
To myself will always be
More sinister than what you do to me

Paid
Paid in blood
Paid in blood
Paid in
Blood
Track Name: Waif
Cannon fodder can't see it's a lie
Zipped up just as lauded
Fetus clipped in the sun to let dry
Fracked fuck labeled sucked it to dry
Fucked up and it's always a gun
Fucked up and it's always a gun
Fucked up and it's always a gun
Fucked up and it's always a gun

Scorched earth, the shock and the awe
Topped out she's rubbed raw
Cry a creek it lasted so long
People walk by none answer her call
Drugged up but it ain't her fault
Two whiskey and home by eleven
saw her as nagging sin
Cut skirt just to say he got in

I fucked her, bro twice
She wouldn't let up she was a freak
What a whore to let that happen
She killed her the next week