• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Nails - Sick Of It All
• Nails - Mandragora Scream
• Nails - Damaged
• Nails - The Honor System
• Nails - Dolorian
• White Wall - Nails
• MOOD SWING - Nails
• Let It All Hang Out - Nails
• Juanita Juanita - Nails
• Home Of The Brave - Nails
• Every Time I Touch You - Nails
• 88 Lines About 44 Women - Nails
• Phantom Heart - Nails
• She Is Everything To Me - Nails
• Nails - Jedi Nemesis

We're the Nails
Unlike all the rest
That stick up from the ground
And they'll never hammer us down
We're the nails
Driven into the cross
Driven in as reminders
That their self-destructive system can only
Violate the world.
Violate the world.
Violate the world.
Their self destructive system can only
Violate the world.
Violate the world.
Violate the world.

I'm fallin' in hell again
Through the memories of the past
I'm feeling my scorching veins
My lips taught to withe
And I could not see the blame
And I could not change my faith
And I could not stop the blade
Should I go to the right side?
And I could not see the blame
And I could not change my faith
And I could not stop the blade
Shall I be the dooming braid I sought up
Just hear me! Hear me,
Callin' our your name...
Hear me, callin' out your name...
Hear me,
Hear me, callin' out your name...
Hear me, callin' out your name...
I'm scratching my bleeding brain
To feel your embrace again...
I'm clouded by dark disgrace

Fingers staining ink, anxious mouths deliberate
Verbal clones, yesterday's bake today
Crossing the lines of the crimes that you emulate
Talon logic, subjugate, dominate
Masturbate.
Listening, to the, vacant, sound
Of silver dollars jangling around
It's our senses, their defence is
Garbage, signed, entwined, designed
Marking places, staining faces
Feeds pop's culture, vultures line
Dogs lament, fingers bent, wet cement
Imitate, inflate, dictate
Breed prized pasture bulls to age
Harnessing the vice
Give in, what you take
Nails in the cake of lies
Vacant
Right time out to portray you
All right, drain, drain, drain
Leaves fall, off style, breed in a few yen ten
Girlfriend employed, destroyed, repeat, heat, eat
Tell me i'm fucked, steroid employed, product
Groomed and condemned to a level state of grace
Like u
Blind
Silence, pirate, virus, tyrant, tune gods
Sheltered mind, the listening blinds
Drink the life of millions, see men,
Chase the bitterness with ice

See the buildings rising up
See the buildings crumble down
Hear a million voices scream for silence
Automated tasks, Repetition beat into the ground
All these great things that we€™ve made
Sewn with rotten string
Destined for defeat right from the beginning
You can€™t learn from past mistakes
unless you admit they€™re made
There€™s more to history
than the Cliff Notes we all read in second grade
The biggest criminals in town
can be spotted fairly quick
They like to dress in dark blue suits
and carry nightsticks
Make people feel warm and safe
Intimidate and isolate
The elegant sip chardonnay, Put on a happy face
Days filled with consumption and desolate space
You can hire one thousand slaves
to build this house for you
Or you can utilize your own tools
These nails can build anything we want them to
Let€™s build a place where we can choose
the lives we€™re living

(The song consists of two vocals bein done at the same
time.
One whispered in the foreground and one spoken in the
background)
(whispered voice)
Cold,
it's stone cold,
still I hear,
where mornings will never touch me again,
I falleth,
I falleth.
(Spoken voice in the background)
You,
culmination of vermins,
I don't need you,
mornings will never touch me again,
you,
culmination of vermins,
I don't need you,
mornings will never touch me again,
you,
culmination of vermins,
I don't need you,

Found him naked on the bed
His eyes were vacant, dark and dead
The TV screen the ghosts of gloom
The silver light of thirteen moons
He died alone, there were no friends
To cut the scene, to change the end
He left his mark and through it all
He never turned from the white wall
They found him naked on the bed
His eyes were vacant, dark and dead
The TV screen and the ghosts of gloom
The silver light of thirteen moons
He died alone and there were no friends
To cut the scene, to change the end
He left his mark and through it all
He never turned from the white wall
White wall
White wall
White wall
White wall
The visions poured out of his head
Shedding light on the things we dread
The darkness of the human heart
Further further down to the deepest part
The image that evades all speech
He'd always surf, he liked the beach
He left his mark and through it all
He never turned from the white wall
White wall
White wall
White wall
White wall
White ... wall
White ... wall
White ... wall
White ... wall
When the light turns red I think of you
You know the devil's thinking too
Of how we turned against this life
You fuck with death now it's your wife
And like a movie when it ends
The screen turns blank and white again
Lying there he looks so small
A speck of light on the white wall
White wall
White wall
White wall
White wall
White ... wall
White ... wall
White ... wall
White ... wall

Down on the streets,
I can hear the cars crash
I can hear the cool cats yelling
Hey yo! Look at me!
Down on the streets
I can hear the cars crash
I can hear the cool cats yelling
Hey yo! Look at me
It’s a wonderful city
Even on its knees
Put on your jack boots, baby
I’ll show you what I mean
It’s a wonderful city
Even on its knees
Put on your jack boots, baby
I’ll show you what I mean
These are the streets to paradise
This is the street of shame
This is the street that goes nowhere fast
This is a street without a name
Down on the streets
I can hear the blood boil
I can hear the blood boil
Down on the streets
Down on the streets
I can hear the blood boil
I can hear the blood boil
Down on the streets
I hear the voices
Half a million voices
They’re angry voices
And one of them sounds like me
I hear the voices
Half a million voices
They’re angry voices,
And one of them sounds like me.
These are the zones outside all zones
So be uncivilized and swift
You got to learn to protect yourself
You’re all you’ve got
Consider it a gift
Down on the streets,
I can feel the mood swing
I can feel the mood swing
I feel the beat
Down on the streets,
I can feel the mood swing
I can feel the mood swing
I feel the beat
Down on the streets,
I can feel the mood swing
I can feel the mood swing
I feel the beat
Down on the streets
I can feel the mood swing
I can feel the mood swing
I feel the beat
Alright
Down on the streets,

Give praise my brethren
For what you are about to receive
Old John Barleycorn, nicotine
And the temptation of the rock and roll chord E.
No parking by the sewer sign
A hot dog with a razor broke
Water dripping up the spout
But I don’t care
Let it all hang out, hey!
Hanging from a pine tree by my knees
The sun shines through the shade
Nobody knows what it’s all about
It’s too much man,
Let it all hang out.
I saw a man walking upside down
My TV’s on the blink
It made Galileo look like a boy scout
Sorry about that
Let it all hang out
Let it all hang out
Let it all hang out … hey!
Let it all hang out … hey!
I sleep all day, drive all night
My brain’s so numb
I can’t stop now
Sure ain’t no doubt
Keep an open mind
Let it all hang out.
It’s raining inside a big brown moon
Now how’s that mess your baby up?
Late last night eating a
Reuben sandwich with sauerkraut
Don’t stop now baby
Let it all hang out
Let it all hang out.
Let it all hang out … Hey!
Let it all hang out … Hey!
No parking by the sewer sign
A hot dog with a razor broke
Water dripping up the spout
But I don’t care
Let it all hang out, alright!
Let it all hang out
Let it all hang out
Let it all hang out
(Sleep all day)
Let it all hang out
(I’ve been drivin’ all night)
Let it all hang out
(My brain’s so numb, I can’t stop now)
Let it all hang out
Let it all hang out
Let it all hang out

Juanita, Juanita
With a rose in your teeth
You remind me of a bride
On 42nd Street
Who can walk on water
Who can walk on glass
And terrorize the boys
In the underpass
Juanita, Juanita
You look so sweet
It’s hard to believe
That you can be so mean
If your eyes were bullets
I’d be shot
If your lips were knives
I’d be in a thousand different parts
I feel as helpless as a blind peeping Tom
You must be the devil with a blue dress on
Juanita, Juanita
Queen of the Streets
I followed you down
To the river of deceit
Where nothing is ever
The way that it seems
And thieves in the night
Will steal your dreams
Juanita, Juanita
I’d make you my wife
But I’d be terrified
For the rest of my life
It’s not the razor blades
That you carry to bed
It’s the blood on the sheets
That scares me to death
I’m as helpless as a sailor surrounded by nuns
You must be the devil with a blue dress on
Juanita, Juanita
Mother of the night
Goddess of destruction
But you’re lookin’ all right
I wouldn’t cross you
In all of my life
I’d rather make love
To the president’s wife
Juanita, Juanita
A kiss is just a kiss
But when I kiss you
I’m never on the list
Of the men who fell
Down at your feet
Juanita, Juanita
How can you be so mean
I feel as helpless as a blind peeping Tom

Oh God of Hell
I said I love the suit
That the devil gave me
To wear to Beirut
Where the whores are dancing
On the table tops
And the juke box plays
Apocalyptic bebop
Well I love Paris
I love the dizzy streets
Where the flowers of sin
Bloom in the heat
If I were a ghost
I'd be pleased
Living among these
French mysteries
But the place to go's
Another latitude
Where Jesus is wearing
His blue suede shoes
And the pink neon lights
Up the thoroughfares
Between what is
And what's not there
You know the place
It's not too far away
Let's take a trip
To the Home of the Brave
Forget about London
Forget about Spain
Get out of New York
Take the Train to the Plane
Hong Kong smells like dying fish
And Berlin still stinks of Auschwitz
I wanna go where the wild things play
I wanna go to the Home of the Brave
Somebody meet me at the airport
At about half past ten
Tell Jose, Nikita and all the boys
Down in the bunker

Every time I touch you
I feel like something new
Every time I touch you
I feel like something new
I feel the heat of fire
And it burns inside our hearts
Two worlds collide inside our skin
And our bodies are shooting sparks
I feel our flesh dissolving
Like water into sand
And I hear a language spoken
Only we can understand
Understand.
We pull ourselves together
And then we tear ourselves apart
Our words collapse around us
Explosions in the dark
Let the silence be our judge
And then the night be our witness
I’ll murder you with love
The killing’s in the kiss, it’s in the kiss
When things get this dramatic
You can bet that hearts will break
And I feel like a religious fanatic
Burning at the stake
Jesus, woman I love you
And I’m lost with no defense
They say this makes the world go ‘round
I don’t need to be convinced
Be convinced
Every time I touch you
I feel like something new
Every time I touch you
I feel like something new
I feel the heat of fire
And it burns inside our hearts
Two worlds collide inside our skin
And our bodies are shooting sparks
I feel our flesh dissolving
Like water into sand
And I hear a language spoken
Only we can understand
Understand.
And I feel like something new
I feel like something new

Deborah was a Catholic girl,
she held out to the bitter end.
Carla was a different type,
she's the one who put it in.
Mary was a black girl,
and I was afraid of a girl like that.
Susan painted pictures sitting down
like the Buddhists sat.
Reno was an aimless girl,
a geographic memory.
Cathy was a Jesus-freak,
she liked that kind of misery.
Vicky had this special way
of turning sex into a song.
Camella couldn't sing,
kept the beat and kept it strong.
Xylla was an archetype,
the voodoo queen the queen of rap.
Joan thought men were second best
to masturbating in the bath.
Sherri was a feminist,
she really had that gift of gab.
Kathleen's point of view was this:
take whatever you can grab.
Seattle was another girl
who left her mark upon the map.
Karen liked to tie me up,
and left me hanging by a strap.
Jeannie had this nightclub walk
that made grown men feel underage.
Mary Ellen who had a son
said "I must go," but finally stayed.
Gloria the last taboo
was shattered by her tongue one night.
Mimi brought the taboo back
and held it up before the light.
Marilyn who knew no shame,
was never ever satisfied.
Julie came and went so fast,
she didn't even say good-bye.
Well Rhonda had a house in Venice,
lived on brown rice and cocaine.
Patty had a house in Houston,
shot cough syrup in her veins.
Linda thought her life was empty,
filled it up with alcohol.
Katherine was much too pretty,
she didn't do that shit at all.
Uh-uh. Not Katherine.
Pauline thought that love was simple,
turn it on and turn it off.
Jean-Marie was complicated,
like some French film-maker's plot.
Gina was the perfect lady,
always kept her stockings straight.
Jackie was a rich punk-rocker,
silver spoon and a paper plate.
Sarah was a modern dancer,
lean pristine transparency.
Janet wrote bad poetry
in a crazy kind of urgency.
Tanya Turkish liked to fuck
while wearing leather biker boots.
Brenda's strange obsession
was for certain vegetables and fruits.
Roeena was an artist's daughter,
the deeper image shook her up.
Dee-dee's mother left her father,
took his money and his truck.
Debbie-Rae had no such problems,
perfect Norman Rockwell home.
Nina sixteen had a baby,
left her parents lived alone.
Bobbie joined a new-wave band,
and changed her name to Bobbie-sox.
Eloise who played guitar,
sang songs about whales and cops.
Terri didn't give a shit,
just a nihilist.
Ronnie was much more my style,
she wrote songs just like this.
Jezebel went forty days
drinking nothing but Perrier.
Dinah drove her Chevrolet
into the San Francisco bay.
Judy came from Ohio,
she's a Scientologist.
Pomerante here's a kiss,
I chose you to end this list.

Love has a sister
She’s called desire
One lifts you up
I said the other one takes you higher
The word is flesh
In a bright red dress
To coin a phrase is Genesis
With just one look
I said you wrote the book
A flick of the wrist
Is all that it took
The spoken word
The first act of creation
And when we fuck
We’re making conversation
Close the door
Hit the floor
You held the rails
And I came through
I memorized your every move
I know the pieces
I know the parts
But I’m still searching

She makes trouble
She makes love
She complains she doesn't get enough
She wants money
She wants men
She dreams of power
She dreams of sin
She goes to the movies and she won't read
She come down hard, hard on me
She fights fire with her fire
She's romantic and she's desire
She gets angry
She gets hurt
She talks dirty
While I do the dirty work
She's in my arms
She's out of reach
She is everything to me
She is the word
I cannot speak
She ties the tongue
She finds the beat
She's like darkness
She's like light
She strikes me blind
She gives me sight
She won't cook
She won't clean
She's not accustomed to those things
She loves danger
She plays tricks
She makes me proud
And she makes me sick
She is the myth
She is the flesh
She is the lie
She is truthfulness
She is the night
She's all I see
She is everything to me
She comes, she goes
She knows her place
She turns her back
She's face to face
She's passionate
She's cold, she's hard
She presses luck
She goes too far
She lives alone
Oh, no, she lives with me
She's never talks
She talks constantly
She knows the limits
Has done it all
She mounts the steps
And she climbs the walls
She turns her cheek
She slaps and bites
She hates to argue
She loves to fight
She is the night
She's all I see
She is everything to me
She turns her cheek
She slaps and bites
She hates to argue
She loves to fight
She is the night
She's all I see

Intro:
My pen drops like a pungent oder/ A pungent oder drops like a pen/ My pen drops a flow to overflow ya/ bring the plunger/ That's my motive
Verse1 :
As I transform, from Annunaki/ hope my plans work/ in this human form- I be a local body in a rappers uniform/ dialect kinda rocky, transcribe to Sanskrit/ Here to expose the Damn lies man wrote/ about Hell and brimstone- and subscribing evil to a man goat- There's nothing evil as a man yo/ since primeval began so/ there's nothing true as hate/ not even faith/ probably fate/ we shall all perish/ we don't all garish/ we all breathe the same air, we don't all cherish/ you see me bring The Lights like a van gohe, to the nights without a moon- as legend as the man in it- there that man go/ as bright as the height of noon / a sight which you can't stand in it.
Chorus:
My pen drops like a pungent odor/ A pungent odor drops like a pen/ My pen drops a flow to overflow ya/ bring the plunger/ That's my motive (repeat 1)
The meek will not inherit this
The meek will not inherit this
The meek will not inherit shit
Verse 2:
I could be a murder or a martyr/ to make it worth it, to bring me honor/ or I could be a revolutionary scholar/ impload the matrix, and bleed for you tomorrow/ be known as the human who saved sapiens, whether homo or otherwise- cause we all normal- that's a guise for you guys afraid of informal/ looking for a prize in the skies/ its as fake as nonexistent/ like waiting on a fish to grow legs and keep swimming/ its preposterous/ while the people at the top remain prosperous/ blinding you and feeding you a doctrine- I be quiet, silently earning my doctorate/ infiltrate the government- stimulate the public/ turn us into a moshpit- simulate democracy- facilitate the meritocracy/ up on a summit.
Bridge:
A pen drops a pungent odor/ a pungent odor drops like a pen/ a pen drops a pungent odor/ a pungent odor drops like a pen/ a pen drops a pungent odor/ a pungent odor drops like a pen/ a pen drops a pungent odor- The meek will not inherit shit
Chorus:
My pen drops like a pungent odor/ A pungent odor drops like a pen/ My pen drops a flow to overflow ya/ bring the plunger/ That's my motive (repeat 1)
The meek will not inherit this
The meek will not inherit this
The meek will not inherit shit
Verse 3:
The meek will not inherit/ quite the contrary/ just as sheep get led to bed/ the meek will get buried- enslaved and imprisoned/ which way is your prison/ the meek will not inherit/ quite the contrary/ just as weak get fed to slaughter- the meek will get traded and bartered- for.copper/ which way is your slaughter
Outro: