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Double hate
01:31
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Your double hate didn't bring you luck
How does it feel now that you're stuck?
At every step you could have quit
But now you're trapped, got in too deep
You've already trashed a part of our trip
You damned maniac running the streets
Everything you touch, you destroy
And you let the front play with you like with a toy
Your totenkopf and these other shits
Pave my nightmares and make me sick
Every day the same story to me
Another penpusher mistakes about me
Pure nonsense is what you're fighting for
Doomed to failure you still want more
And I remain the same I used to be
The proud true kid of the working class
Player haters, this story's about me
It's a shame, can't you see?
I'm the true kid of the working class
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Piece by piece
02:29
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Prowlers are surrounding me, nobody's got my back
Nightmare or reality, let these jaws talk about that
Zombies are surrounding me, bet they've followed my track
Rotting all the same way, guess ego is what they lack
I can't go back
I've been out there for an eternity, will I ever escape this reality?
If they lay a hand on me, they'll take everything I've got
My skin, my brain, my soul, boy, hold on tigh to your guts
At the bottom of the social ladder, to them I'm only meat
They enjoy to play with, while I try to make ends meet
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No justice
01:37
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It fell down on my so hard that I can barely remember
The weight and the pressure of the bright justice hammer
Handcuffs before interrogation, in my mind there's only confusion
The judge and the jury cannot hear me, too much greed and misplaced determination
Slow justice, no justice
That's what they say, that's why I pay
Slow justice, no justice
For me, for them they're gonna pray
Slow justice, no justice
In my cage I'm gonna lay
Obey and you might be safe
The darkness of my cell is all that I can remember
Selfdestruction after depression's all I gained from these false allegations
They saw a monster right through me when I asked for mercy
When all hope was gone, I knew that justice there is none
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Room 101
02:04
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I perceive few differences when I see present days and 1984
War is peace, believe in what is not, people fear, tolerance is slowly dropped
Two minutes of hate on the news every day remind us we owe them this fake liberty
Dread's distilled in our minds, so we rush anywhere to find security
In the room 101
Take a seat among rats
Mass alienation all over the telescreens, distraction's the only thing real
The golden rule is to shut it up, keep on filling forms and signing deals
Walls got ears and nothing's what it seems, connected as we are around here
Technology's shredding what used to be our privacy
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Outreau Paris, France
Oi! inspired by bands like Oxblood, Negative Approach or 86 Mentality.
With (ex) members of Gonna Get Yours, Ol'Cunts, Tied Down, Cut Throat and HardxTimes.
Outreau recommends:
NO PICTURE - NO GLORY (UVPR VINYLES)
by GONNA GET YOURS
Check this great record : the french answer to KrawallBrüder !
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supported by 4 fans who also own “EP”
There is something about the French language that just sounds so great for Punk and Oi. Squelette is another great band that I have easier access to because of BandCamp---- as much as the internet and social media bother me--- it's done a great service to underground music and gnarly niche porn. Get Squelette--- it's great stuff!
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DE #110 BLACK AUBERGINE demo CASSETTE
by Discos Enfermos
Heady hardcore punk from Black Aubergine has groove, heft, and an experimental edge percolating behind the blown-out surface.
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Bridging Electricity
by Lost Legion
Hard-charging street punk with searing riffs and anthemic, shout-along choruses from Chicago's Lost Legion.
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Fear b/w Doubt
by Jellicoe & Woodbury
Toronto hardcore upstarts go for the establishment's throat with back-to-back bouts of Jawbreaker-esque fury.
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