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Live at the Hammersmith Odeon
Live - 19 may 1992 - Debaser id 66740

By Nuclear Assault

The bio-sphere, the place we live
It seems like we don't give a damn
Other species flushed down the tubes
We need another race to rape
The way we live, we will destroy
Every other living thing
Till none are left except our race
And then we will destroy ourselves

Another oil spill!
Atomic waste displaced!
Another forest dies!
Bring on the acid rain!

Slightly insane, the type of greed
That makes a world unfit for life
Toxic wastes destroy our seas
While poison gas pollutes the air
A waste of life, while no one cares
The earth becomes a giant tomb
Critical mass will be achieved
And ruins will be all that's left

Another oil spill!
Atomic waste displaced!
Another forest dies!

A hell on earth, what we create
Dragging life to death with us
All living things destroyed or used
By shortsighted human beings
We do these things, let them be done
Apathy creates despair
The damamge done will be too great
The world wounded beyond repair

Another oil spill!
Atomic waste displaced!
Another forest dies!
Your rating:
Walk the path of hate
Leave others to their fate
Never looking back
Never feel regret

Alone you stand
Alone you fall

Feel no pity nor shame
Mercy, you have none
Fear the revolt will come
Your laws come from a gun

Alone you stand
Alone you fall

The tread of boots they fear
The passbooks they must bear
Freedom, they have none
Their only law, a gun

Alone you stand
Alone you fall

They walk the path oppressed
Their only one release is death
Perhaps their day will come
Then they will have the guns

Alone you stand
Alone you fall
Your rating:
Another day has passed you by,
And now it seems that you don't care.
You've let your life slip away,
You feel no pain, you feel no joy.
You've let your feelings fade away,
You've let life tear apart your soul.

Feel... ...no pain!
Feel... ...no pain!

You must wake up and perceive,
That you are not a victim here.
You're a traveller through this life,
No one persecuted you.
You've brought it down upon yourself,
And now you're standing on the edge.

Feel... ...no pain!
Feel... ...no pain!

Take a look at where you are,
And then look back to what you were.
And think of how you got there,
Work at repairing your life,
You can't just throw it all away,
You've got to stick it to the end.

Feel... ...no pain!
Feel... ...no pain!
Your rating:
Well I'm pig biting mad
At the things that people say
Those communist slobs
And the games that they play
'Cause it's

My America
My America
My America
My America
My America
Your rating:
Hang the Pope, hang the Pope, hang the Pope!
Hang the Pope, hang the Pope, hang the Pope!
Hang him with a fucking rope!

Let's go to the Vatican, get him out of bed
Put the noose around his neck
And hang him till he's dead

Hang the Pope, hang the Pope, hang the Pope!
Hang the Pope, hang the Pope, hang the Pope!
Hang him with a fucking rope!

Let's go to the Vatican, get him out of bed
Put the noose around his neck
And hang him till he's fucking dead
Your rating:
Carico...

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