The Singles

Lyrics: It's like watching a movie, in black and white And see the purple taint of the black, fade in color But picture after picture, frame after frame. The taint, remains the same. Break the loop Control, reboot Wake up your group for the Going On Daily Control reboot Trace a route Wake up yourself and your group for the Going On Daily Hallelujah

Seducers moving their feet, spinning records to increase the heat. 4X Seducers hold the party, reSet the mic, The night is alright and the butts shake tight, Come join the dance, set yourself in trance, Seducers and I invite you to romance, Because the DJ's scratching so sweet and fast, It's guaranteed this party will last So shake your head, no time for bed Move your feet help increase the heat Seducers!

daddy has got a plan for you. 3step quick dub fashion A live recording, video here: https://v.basspistol.org/w/hXZSreKEPaVjiRrUrd7hKX

<p>A tonedef Loudnesswarrior, compressing the shit out of the sound. Audio gotta look like a turd or it ain't real!</p>

<p>Dear Pappa Noel....</p>

<p>2x<br />Money here,<br />Money there,<br />Money fucking everywhere.<br />Love ain’t here,<br />Love ain’t there,<br />Love is fucking nowhere.</p> <p>Sometimes I wish I had no feeling,<br />That I could serve myself without asking.<br />And then I would feel no guilt about it.<br />Just hush, look back and fuck it.<br />Maybe I’m being retro,<br />But I sure feel like a weirdo.<br />Or better said like a freak.<br />Thinking life is something chique.<br />But that’s not the way things work.<br />So here I stand broke like a jerk.<br />Don’t worry sister I won’t do no harm,<br />With my dick under my arm.<br />And since I don’t care for money,<br />Go on brother take it from me.</p> <p>2x<br />Money here,<br />Money there,<br />Money fucking everywhere.<br />Love ain’t here,<br />Love ain’t there,<br />Love is fucking nowhere.</p> <p>Maybe I should sell my heart<br />Since I don’t make it in the chart.<br />There’s no room for folks like me,<br />We just get fooled too easily.<br />And the value I use is just a prank,<br />Because you cannot keep love in a bank.<br />Then again what’s love alone?<br />It’s like singing without no tone.<br />I can’t believe I sing this way,<br />But after 30 years I have to say,<br />That everything I’m caring for,<br />Simply seems to be no more.<br />Money shows me where I stand,<br />So women do not touch my hand.<br />And my bitter sweet melody,<br />Won’t pay your ring to marry me.</p> <p>Money here,<br />Money there,<br />Money fucking everywhere.<br />Love ain’t here,<br />Love ain’t there,<br />I want my fucking love affair!</p>

<p>Some people are fake, some people are aware.<br />Some people make money on others welfare.<br />Oh you can try, to tie me up as if I,<br />Didn’t know where you trying to make me go.</p> <p>Some people are real, some people realy care.<br />Some people feel, all the lies you bare.<br />Oh you can try, to tell them it was I.<br />Who tried to go, with the money flow.</p> <p>So if you are fake, you better be aware.<br />That any mistake, will attrackt the warfare.<br />Some people may deal, with you as if you were real.<br />But do they know, that you wont let them go?</p> <p>Samples from Yngwie Malmsteen’s battle with a steward.</p>