R​.​I​.​P. Reality

by pūķis

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released February 27, 2016

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Track Name: Vecīt, saņemies
(drop d)
C A# D# F
D# F C A#

Nāc ar mani parunāti
Tev nav, no kā baidīties
Tālu zvana skaļi zvani
Mācītājs būs nobeidzies

Un, iekritis peklē, tu gaidi mani
Es saku - vecīt, saņemies!

Nāc ar mani pasēdēti
No naudas vajadzēs pašķirties
Bet tas, ko gribi, nebūs dārgi
Jo tu gribi sabliezties

(piedz)

Un, iekritis peklē, tu gaidi mani!
Un ko tu meklē? Tu visu vari!
Un kāds tur sakars? Ko gribi, to dari!
Bet, vecīt, saņemies!
Saņemies! (3x)
Track Name: Soul munchies (if you ask me where I'm going)
If you ask me where I'm going,
I'll tell you i'm gonna get high
'Cause I've got the munchies
In my soul to satisfy

If you ask me where I'm going,
I'm gonna get there quick
'Cause I care what you say
And what you do, and what you think

Don't you go and worry about me
I'll be okay
You just know what you have to say
And leave me be

If I ask you where I'm going,
You'll say that I will die
But I promised myself
That I would never try

If you must know where I'm going,
Why don't you come with me
We'll go on a journey
To end the mystery

Don't you go and worry about me
I'll be okay
I will know what we have to say
To set us free
Track Name: Paranomāns
E G A
E G B
E B G A

Viņš smēķē, pelna naudu, ēd un bazarē
Bet mājas - tomēr dzīvoklis, ne pils
Senčiem krievu asinis, bet vienpadsmitais novembris ir jānosvin
Džeks ir gatavs ielās iet

Viņam kastete kabatā, cigarete mutē
Skats uz sejas saka: "Don't you talk to me!"
Lakoniskas sarunas, dzīvesbiedre klusē
Acīs viņam lasāms: "Don't you talk to me!"

Don't you fuck with me! (2x)

Šim vīram kompānijā ir tie labākie
Un dažreiz kaut kas vairāk
Viņam ir Vinstons, Hektors, Vinčesters un Bonaparts un Origo zēni
Tāpēc labāk uzmanies

(chorus)
(interlude)
(chorus)
Track Name: Rest in peace, reality
It took me fucking forever to take off my shoes
With the residues of speed being picked up by my nose
And I'm still a bit high and I know exactly what I've been
doing for the past few months.

Rico goes on holiday

And he ain't got no place to run
He's dropping acid just for fun

I went up to my bed and took off my clothes
And I couldn't fall asleep for hours, then I rose
And I'm still a bit high and I know exactly what I've been
doing for the past few months.

Rest in piece, reality!

And now I've got a place to run
Not dropping acid just for fun
Track Name: Too much too far
Democracy exists in the palm of my hand
And anarchy resides in the mind of a dog

Ooh yeah!
You've been here too long

A beer bottle smashed to pieces, billions more inside
Drink up! Drink your life away, we don't need you to stay

Ooh yeah!
You've been here too long

(interlude)

Infinity of the deep blue, same as all around
All around, but nowhere near you, it's all much to far

Ooh yeah!
Too much too far.
Too much too far.
Track Name: Personal Satan
It's hard to rid me of my sins
And I'm the only one who can do anything about it, baby
Good times have got to come to an end
And it's been far too long, since I last got my punishment from you, baby

(instrumental)

Why don't you go and ask your priest
About what Satan's done and what of humanity has become
And why don't you come join the beast
Instead of asking angels, 'cause they won't have anything that will save me

And you don't have anything that will save me
And I don't have anything that will save me
But now I have found something that will save me
And I'm not getting it from you, baby

I am war, I am famine, I am pestilence, I am death.
Apocalyptic in my body, I am death to myself.

(instrumental)

I am war, I am famine, I am pestilence, I am death.
Apocalyptic in my body, I am death to myself.

(instrumental)