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ABC

Afraid

Anarchy and fun

Below Zero Attitude

Coplife

Cyberpunk

Depends on who's won

Dont think you are right

Dope for guns

Emotionless Crew

Excuses for hate

Fear

For our show

Frathouse do

Generation

I don't wanna know

If looks could kill

In no sense

IPA (Internal Political A

It's been fun

Kids on the streets

Little hero

Mr. Oil

Not anymore

Not conform

Painful truth

Pinochet

Playground

Powderage

Promises and actions

Registers

Retarded

Runaway

Strange

The emotionless crew

The inhuman attrocity

The only God

The storm

Total control

Unpredictable mistake

War is cool

What freedom?

What good?

Playground

words by Herry / music by Herry

Welcome to the playground
Hope you enjoy your stay
There's no more revolutions
We locked those fools away
And you will never hear of them again

Welcome to the playground
Don't listen to those cries
They certainly will stop soon
When the speak up or die
And you will never hear of them again

Welcome to the playground
Human rights, they can be sold
The press is so annoying
A little pressure makes them bold
And you will never tell the truth again

I am sorry ma'm, you must be wrong
We don't know where your son has gone
He's not yet on our death-list
We found him murdered on the banks
His body filled with torture-marks
I am sure he must have been a terrorist

So you gave him shelter and fed him too?
Then we must do the same to you
Cause we're the law and we have the right
We heard there's more like you in town
So we kill and burn the village down
We have the CIA on our side.