Mutated Liquidators
by Poison Bar
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Thunderbird
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Midget the Killer
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Моя люба
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Special Can
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The Shooter
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Чому мені так зле
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Insomnia Part I
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Insomnia Part II
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April 1986
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Crazy Rockabilly
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Fuck Off My Grave
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Thunderbird Strikes Back
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Underground
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about
This is our debut album. Self produced, all original hard-core diy no bullshit piece of rockin' psycho boneshaker ready to kick your ass!! It is stuffed with 14 raw and nasty tracks full of real deal bass slappin', guitar soloin', insane harp blowin' and helluva prettiest oldschool hiccupin'. This is a good stuff to cure your boredom and harass your neighbours! No other way! Stay fuckin' psycho!!!
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released 26 April 2012
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We are a four-piece rock'n'roll band from Ukraine playing psychobilly. We formed in Kiev in late 2007. Here is our debut album.
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Apr 2012 -
Dec 2011
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- Track Name: Thunderbird
- Instrumental
- Track Name: Get the fuck out of here-boogie
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Well it’s a Friday afternoon and the sun is shining bright
I met a couple of old buddies and we’re feeling alright
We went to see some metal rock show with a lot of beer
But all these fuckers piss me off, let’s get fuck out of here
Let’s do the fuck-out-of-here-boogie
Well it’s a Friday late at night and we are on empty street
We have a bottle of whiskey, that’s everything we need
We met a couple of coppers and screamed ACAB!
Those bastards try to get us, let’s get fuck out of here
Let’s do the fuck-out-of-here-boogie
Well it’s a Saturday already, we’re coming to the pub
The place is full of rockin’ sound and psychobilly mob
We gonna do some wreckin’, gonna drink some beer
But if you are not cool enough… FUCK YOU!
Let’s do the fuck-out-of-here-boogie - Track Name: Midget the Killer
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You may think that it’s all right
But he is walking through the night
You may think that it’s okay
But he will get you anyway
Nasty little bastard
Hungry for your flesh
He’ll take away your brains
Coz he likes it fresh
Killer, he’s a killer
Midget-killer, he will get you anyway
Stomping little feet
On the bedroom floor
But when you look outside
He’s coming in through back door
Then you hear the scream
Of your beloved wife
But you cannot save her
She will not survive
Killer, he’s a killer
Midget-killer, he will get you anyway
Suddenly you feel
His hungry stinky breath
It will be somewhere
At the height of your ass
He will cut your balls
And celebrate your death
And last thing you’ll remember
His hungry stinky breath
Killer, he’s a killer
Midget-killer, he will get you anyway - Track Name: Моя люба
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Дуже самотньо взимку вночі
Ні з ким кохатись, кричи не кричи
Я вихожу до знайомих циган
І купую опіатів стакан
Ось вийде сонце, розтане сніг, все буде шуба-дуба
Я відкопаю тебе навесні, моя ж ти люба
Нема співчуття у порожніх очах
І руки ранить холодна земля
Але сніг розтане і мій час прийде
Ти полежи, не відходь, дочекайся мене
Я схожу за лопатою, відкрию труну, все буде шуба-дуба
До самого серця я тебе пригорну, моя ж ти люба - Track Name: Special Can
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I’m not a nice man, I have a special can, and it’s a sense of my life
I’ve got no money, I’ve got no girlfriend, but I have sex every night
Open my special can
When I open my special can
I’m starting to feel like a man
My baby is laying inside
I love her in front and behind
I’m walking down the street, I have a special need to fill the hole in my heart
The queen of my can, she’s got rotten in, but my new baby is a state of the art
Open my special can
When I open my special can
I’m starting to feel like a man
My baby is laying inside
I love her in front and behind - Track Name: The Shooter
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I’m traveling back home by the route 66
Full of the cash and hungry for chicks
Stay for the night in some stinky town
I’m looking for the hooker but none of them around
If you wanna trouble
Come on, stay on my way, coz I am shooter
I’m traveling so far and I’m traveling so long
Nobody knows to where I’m belong
Yes I’ve lost my way and devil’s got my soul
I’m killing for the fun, take the money and go
If you wanna trouble
Come on stay on my way, coz I am shooter
I’m spending my time with the whisky and sluts
My father had told me that I’ve got bad luck
And when I’m fucking sick of it I’ll die on dusty road
My money lay beside me you may take them and go
But if you wanna robber me
You better watch your eyes, coz I am shooter - Track Name: Чому мені так зле
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Прокинувся якось вночі
Зі спини сокира стирчить
Біль пронизує мене
Йой, чому ж мені так зле?
Йой, чому ж мені так зле?
Їхав до бабці в село
Машину на трасі занесло
Зі спини уламки стирчать
Так боляче, що хочеться кричать
Йой, чому ж мені так зле?
У гальванічнім цеху
Їбашу у зміну нічну
Під ранок вже десь засинав
У ванну з кислотою упав
Йой, чому ж мені так зле?
Відвезли до шпиталю мене
Зробили мені ЕКГ
А лікар, холєра, узяв
Мене на органи продав
Йой, чому ж мені так зле? - Track Name: Insomnia Part II
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I can’t fall asleep tonight
Twisting, turning all the time
Insomnia is giving me pain
Beating, grinding to my brain
I can’t stand this crazy beat
Kicking all the guts of me
Feel the rhythm, going mad
Want you in my bed
I am horney all the time
Can’t feed my lonely heart
I can’t stand this crazy beat
Kicking all the guts of me
I become insane tonight, by insomnia
When I’m walking down the street
I see some fucker looking at me
You don’t know how does it feel
Rush of blood and I’m a killer
I can’t stand this crazy beat
Kicking all the guts of me
I become insane tonight, by insomnia - Track Name: April 1986
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Вы видите редчайшие кадры…
…это пятна раскаленной графитовой кладки…
If you want survive behind of these nightmares
You better take off any thought from your head
Desperate anger, such a terrible feeling
Eat up your soul and turn to the dead
When I had a visit to this town for the first time
It was a cozy magnificent place
Fortunate people, forecastable living
Misery came from that bloody case
Accident happens on the nuclear station
It was on April 1986
City polluted by gamma-radiation
People are looking like nasty freaks
Yes, we are living in front of fourth reactor
Living like hermits in alienate zone
All of us just mutated liquidators
You better leave us alone!! - Track Name: Crazy Rockabilly
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Crazy music is pushing me to sky
My favorite color is a color of blood
We are the nasty wreckers and nothing at all
Our religion just a crazy rock’n’roll
Coz we are crazy rockabillies
Yes we are crazy rockabillies
We don’t really need the cult of success
Cheap trick are closed, but that’s what we guess
Leave it behind, feel absolutely free
Go fuck yourself if you disagree
Coz we are crazy rockabillies
Yes we are crazy rockabillies
Loosing ourselves in 1958
We are the rebels, that’s fucking great
Never surrender, never change a style
Crazy rockabillies with a psycho smile
Yes, we are psycho rockabillies
Yes, we are psycho rockabillies
During the night we are drinking the blood
You have to believe, we’re not the humankind
Unknown disease from the outer space
Crazy rockabilly infects the human race
Yes it’s my crazy rockabilly
Yes it’s my crazy rockabilly - Track Name: Fuck Off My Grave
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Full moon on the road, I'm driving too fast
In my Cadillac I'm having a blast
I lost my chick in the city behind
I'm negative creep, I am fucking blind
Engine is howling like hungry wolf
Too many drugs in my roof
Suddenly old man's crossing my way
I spread him like butter on the road-side clay
The old man stared with an empty eye
I saw the blood raindrops falling from the sky
Its beyond the point, it’s too late to pray
So you hear him shouting “fuck off my grave!”
Fuck off my grave!
Oh yeah, life is a game
The old man is dead and no-one to blame
I found a new chick with a long blond hair
About the future I don’t fucking care
One early evening I went to the bar
Boozin' all night, it wasn't so far
And when I was on my way
Some fucker spread me on the road-side clay
I stared at him with an empty eye
And the blood raindrops fell from the sky
Its beyond the point, it’s too late to prey
So you hear me shouting “fuck off my grave!” - Track Name: Underground
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What the fuck you’re doing here if you’re not one of us
Get down to the pit and join the army of rats
We terrify the people roaming in the night
Blinded by the anger, looking for a fight
The shadowed day, the darkest night
And we don’t care about the light
Raise up your head and hear the sound
It’s coming in here….
From underground
You can’t pussify our music and style
We’re hundreds burning demons with the devil smile
We’re gonna last until the end of time
Feeding ourselves remains of humankind
The shadowed day, the darkest night
And we don’t care about the light
Raise up your head and hear the sound
It’s coming in here….
From underground
Underground!
