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The Distillers - Goe Vur In Den Otto - Sick of It All
Goe Vur In Den Otto
Disc 1
01. (We Are) The Road Crew
02. Death to All but Metal
03. Rock the Night
04. I Wanna Rock
05. Detroit Rock City
06. Wild Child
07. Rock You Like a Hurricane
08. Antisocial
09. Bed of Nails
10. Follow the Deadlights
11. Heaven nor Hell
12. All My Friends Are Dead
13. Cherry Bomb
14. Last Caress
15. Youth Gone Wild
16. Cherry Pie
17. Blackout in the Red Room
18. Holy Diver
19. Cat Scratch Fever
20. Jailbreak
21. Don’t Stop Believin’
Disc 2
01. Du Hast
02. Peace Sells
03. Cowboys From Hell
04. Dracula
05. Whose Fist Is This Anyway?
06. Vote With a Bullet
07. Powertrip
08. Destroyer
09. Swords and Tequila
10. Angel Witch
11. Bad and Good
12. Fast as a Shark
13. Sick of It All
14. Watch Your Back
15. Nice Boys (Don’t Play Rock n Roll)
16. Party Hard
17. Get Your Hands Off My Woman
18. In the Meantime
19. Judgment Night
20. Spoonman
Murder, murder, a ripe blood stain
Pulled the fucking trigger 'cause I'm sick of it all
Murder, murder, a ripe fucking hate
Pulled the fucking trigger 'cause I'm sick of it all

I went to school today with an Uzi
There's this kid, he teased me, so I shot him in the face
All the world's light won't ease my pain
It won't cease, I'm diseased, will you hang me please?

I'm a nihilist, raised on violence
What do I do? I'm American youth
All my life I've lived in silence
I'm gonna snap, I'll get you back shit

I'm a girl, I'm only 13
My body rots 'cause I won't fucking eat
I'm a silent star on the b-roll
I'm a mirror fucking image of no control

Give me an award, I conquered food again
What else is better in life than to purge my pain?
If I cut, I won't look like that
If i cut, if I cut, I won't feel like this shit

We are kids, we think life is a scam
We come from a wasted land
We are kids, we play punk rock 'n' roll
If we didn't, we got no soul

We are different fucking kids with the same heartbeat
We got one pulse running through the streets
They are our arteries

We are different fucking kids with the same heartbeat
We got one pulse running through the streets
So I am a part of this

We are kids, we think life is a scam
We come from a wasted land
We are kids, we play punk rock 'n' roll
If we didn't, we got no soul