Artist: Thud Bukit
Lyrics of Artist: Thud Bukit
  1. [Lyric] Per My Last Email (Thud Bukit)

    Per My Last Email I wrote you about this task last week And only now do you ask? I did not hear from you back then And now you act as though you are my friend? Thank you for asking The job that i'm tasking That has you upended Is quite documented The words are quite simple You non-reading pimple Why do you keep asking About what i've i told...Learn More
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  2. [Lyric] The Bus Is Not On Fire (Thud Bukit)

    This is the bus This is best bus I am the driver The best bus driver This bus is not on fire This bus is not on fire This bus is not on fire This bus is not on fire My bus goes far Goes where I want You want me to go Go where I want This bus is not on fire This bus is not on fire This bus is not on fire This bus is not on fire Stick your hands...Learn More
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  3. [Lyric] Happy Go Fuck Yourself (Thud Bukit)

    It's a beautiful day The sun is shining Everything's going okay No need for whining Got up in a great mood Just had some great food Ask how i’m doing dude You won't spot us grinning Like some insepid elf Happy Go fuck Yourself The metal world is hard Very serious businesses We have a lot of fun But we don't want witnesses We will not...Learn More
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  4. [Lyric] Plague Rats (Thud Bukit)

    It's just a piece of fabric It's a very simple task Why is it, you stupid plague rat That you won't wear a mask? You typhoid jackass! Plague rat Now wear a damn mask! Plague rat Now don't be a dick! Plague rat Don't make your mom sick! Plague rat The cdc are scientists Why do you mock and scoff Just cover up your spit hole With a simple bit of...Learn More
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  5. [Lyric] Shut In / Shut Out (Thud Bukit)

    Trapped inside From plague I hide I must abide Can't go outside Facing the window I stand in my shame Can't go to the movies or to the ball game All the local bars have forgotten my name We know we poor bastards have ourselves to blame! Shut in Shut in and shut up and shut out and shut down and Shut in Shut in and shut up and shut out and shut...Learn More
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  6. [Lyric] Song Number 10 (Thud Bukit)

    Writing musics hard But rage gives us the strength But if you want an album It must be a certain length Ten This is ten Welcome to song ten The tenth song We dragged our band through hell There was no looking back But to satisfy or masters We needed one more track Ten This is ten Welcome to song ten Do you have any idea how hard it is to make...Learn More
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  7. [Lyric] Praise Hail Nothing (Thud Bukit)

    Praise Hail Praise hail nothing Praise Hail Praise hail nothing No mortal sin No fear within No more to tithe No more to hide No more high priest No sacred beast No bowing east No flock to fleece No one to damn No master plan No one to bless Clean up your mess No special clothes No one is chose No body knows No one decides Praise Hail Praise...Learn More
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  8. [Lyric] Ominous Positivity (Thud Bukit)

    I refuse to die Until things are better And that is a threat You can do anything You are worthy You are a goddamn unstoppable force of nature You will prevail All will kneel before you You will see Your enemies will burn! Your enemies burn You will be okay You have no choice Happiness is coming You can't escape Every day you're on this planet...Learn More
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  9. [Lyric] All In (Thud Bukit)

    Time has come To eschew caution Pit cries out For angry souls Time has come for us To lose control All in To the pit All in For chaos All in To the pit All in Plague has kept us From our glory Anger give us Our true power Time has come For us to smash and mosh All in To the pit All in For chaos All in To the pit All in For violent fun Heed...Learn More
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  10. [Lyric] Got to Get Home (Thud Bukit)

    Fleeing down the highway Demons at my back Got the golden treasure In a paper sack Screaming down that road Heading for my home Before the fries get cold Living in the moment Do not dream of growning old Touch the sacred vessel gently Hope the damn things don't get cold Screaming down that road Heading for my home Before the fries get...Learn More
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