Death Log
(All lyrics by VoodooLord7)
Overture: The Diary
On the evening of the 4th
I wrote of all the ways
That I could die.
Suicidal Tendencies
I kept getting madder and madder
At myself, until
I had the sudden urge to kill
But no!
I must curb these suicidal tendencies
And self pities
But it was too much to overcome
What felt much better was
The feel of a warm gun
But no!
I must curb these suicidal tendencies
And self pities
But in the end
I could not
So I picked up that warm gun.
And I shot
Soldier of Fortune Part I
I decided one day
To join the army
To be a hero
To be admired
To be cherished
To be looked up to
To be loved
But oh what they don't tell you
That you'll just be another bloodstain
On some country's iron fist
Unless
It's a hit and miss
But we all know it won't be
After all
This is a true story
"Disaster Suite"
I. Prevailing Winds
Hurricane!
Hurricane!
I lost my brain
I lost my sight
I lost my feelings
I lost the right
To fight for life
It was all swept away
In one quick moment
They say
By those fucking prevailing winds
II. Shattered
The earth started to rumble
And my life became less humble
Yes, the walls started to shake
The day of the earthquake
It all happened so fast
The day I lost my life
My wife
My kids
That day was my last
That day was my last
The day that earth stood still
And the top of the hill
Came tumbling down
>From the shake
Of the earthquake
My pictures fell off the wall
My pets started to call out
Yeah when it was all said and done
I never even had much fun
It all happened so fast
The day I lost my life
My wife
My kids
That day was my last
Yes, that day was my last
The day that earth stood still
And the top of the hill
Came tumbling down
>From the shake
Of the earthquake
The day I lost my life
III. Twisted
Toward me came the funnel
Toward me it came
It broke down the door
And the windowpane
It tore up the floor
And threw me through the wall
The day I got twisted
By the twister
That missed her
But not me
The day I got twisted
By the twister
That missed her
But not me
It came that night
And filled me with fright
It killed me and them too
By the light of the moon
Much too soon
Much much too soon
The night I got twisted
By the twister
That missed her
But not me
Yes, the night I got twisted
By the twister
That missed her
But not me
Yeah, the night I got twisted
By the twister
That missed her
But not me
IV. Epilogue: The Diary
And so I wrote down
In the diary
"We shouldn't fuck with mother nature."
Soldier of Fortune Part II
War is hell
Or so they say
But how do they know?
How it feels?
To be killed?
On a battlefield?
To be out in the cold?
Fighting young?
Fighting old?
To have only a gun
And a gasp of breath
Between life and death?
How do they know how it feels?
How?
How?
How?
How do they know?
To always to live in the moment?
Yet fight for the future?
And be careful
Not to make the mistakes
Made in the past?
So I ask you young soldier
What good are your dog tags
If you're only going to wear them
To your own funeral?
Brand New Car Part I
Got a brand new car today
Gonna drive it fast
No matter what they say
Cruisin' down the road
Envy of the young
Passin' the old
But just then I saw a sign
"Watch for ice on bridge"
Too late too late
The car at the bottom
Of the lake
Was mine
Hell On Earth
America
The place where
Dreams come true
Well they no longer do
Some fuckin' madman has had his say
And brought his communism our way
They tell us what to eat
And where to go
Who to meet
And what to know
Who to trust
And what to say
Not to cuss
And who to pay
Where to stay
And who to fear
Not to play
And most importantly
That the end isn't near
Yeah, they mold for us
Our reality
Stripping us of all normality
They tell us
That it's not so tough
Well, me and some others
Had had enough
So we started to rebel
To escape from this hell
We fought our way through the capital
Got to the palace gates
On a mission
To make everything natural
Fueled by our hate
But as soon as we got there
An alarm rang
The palace's gates flung open
And out the guards came
One on one
Or two on two
No matter what
We were gonna make these fuckers
Pay their dues
But try as we might
And we put up a fight
We could not overcome
The fate of the land
Ruled by King Crimson
And his iron hand
So down we were swept
Into the bowels of hell
But we were all quite glad
For as their rule lingered on
Nobody came as close as we had
The Fine Art of Seduction
I met her on the street
How lucky that we should meet
She said "20 bucks"
And I said "fuck!"
It was sleazy, cheesy, and so low class
But it didn't matter
I was a real man at last
So she took me
Up to her place
It was dirty as hell
But I didn't care
I was gonna get laid
And still had money to spare!
So I went into her room
And sat down on the bed
And before long
I was givin' her head
Up and down
And all around
All night long
Against her bong
It was great
My first time!
I knocked her up
And she knocked me out
So the next time
That I see a girl on the street
I'll take the time
To stand in line
But for now
I'll put on another rubber
And settle back under the covers
Get ready for round number 2
But unfortunately
It was not to be
I didn't even finish this round
Yeah, it wasn't long before
I was singin' my swan song
Because.
All of a sudden
She stopped
And pulled out a gun
But before I could run
She said "Be seein' ya hun"
And I was done
Murder
Went into the post office one day
To fetch some more bills
That I had to pay
Big problem when I got outside
Ran into the poor man's
Bonnie and Clyde
"Pay up! Pay up!"
Is all they say
So I turn
And tried to run away
But one of them caught me
And the other one shot me
Not too bad, but I couldn't walk
"Besides" they say "We just wanna talk"
They went back to get something
>From their car
And I tried to crawl away
But as soon as they got back
I felt the sharp pain
Of a bullet in my back
Family Matters Part I/Suicidal Tendencies (Reprise)
Mommy and Daddy
Had a fight today
And I got to listen
To what they had to say
Blaming each other
The father, the mother
Mama wants to help
And daddy wants to whip
All over little Tony
The source of these phony arguments
And yes, they had a fight
And I felt I had the right
To hear
So I tiptoed to the door
And stuck out my ear.
Mama says "Let's all sit down and talk"
And daddy says "Let me whip his ass!"
I couldn't take it anymore
But no!
I must curb these suicidal tendencies
And self pities
Yeah I have to curb these suicidal tendencies
And self pities
Then.
Out of the corner of my eye
I saw little Tony
Creeping into his room
Wearing a look of pout
So I followed him in
And we blew our brains out
Brand New Car Part II
Got my license yesterday
And a brand new car
With my pay
Drivin' it
Floorin' it
Cruisin' 'round town
And pickin' up any women
I saw hangin' around
I had my girlfriend in the backseat
Doing 105
Down Broadway
And some speedster came around the curb
Damn! He had a nerve!
We were about to crash
So I switched gears
But I accidentally stopped on park
And that was the end of our fun
We were the newest victims
Of a hit and run
Family Matters Part II
I accidentally let the ice melt
And daddy picked up his belt
Oh! The pain I felt!
"Next time boy, it's double"
And there you have it
The source of all family's troubles
Oh daddy please don't!
But quit he won't
Just him and his trusty belt
And the pain I always felt
I pissed
And missed
The toilet bowl
Heard the belt shake
And shouted no! no! no! oh no! no! no!
Oh daddy please don't
But quite he won't
Just him and his trusty belt
And the pain I always felt
Then he whipped me again
Nine times, ten
I still felt the constant pain
But this time was different
I fell to the floor
Because of that slime
Daddy had whipped me
One too many times
Soldier of Fortune Part III
Me and my buddies
Were all in this war
Protected from the gunfire
By the cover of the shore
The two of them
Went out to fight
And said "You'll cover me right?"
I said "Yes, have fun"
But then I saw
A man with a gun
Aimed right at their heads
I tried to shoot him dead.
But I missed
And kissed
My friends goodbye
I still feel the guilt
And what could have been
But just then.
The Moment of Clarity
I'd been writing all this down
But now was no time to fuck around
There was real death in town
I had turned on the T.V.
And heard some madman say
That he'd launched a nuke my way
But this was no mere thought
I was really about to rot!
An hour or so later
A special bulletin came on the station
The nuke had missed it's destination!
I was alive
And I realized
That real life was great
No need to fill my diary
With thoughts of death
I have no hate!
Why should I?
This life is great
It was my moment of clarity
I felt like I'd donated to charity
Like a drunkard becoming sober
All my thoughts of death were over
Then 10 days later
I found rediscovered my diary
And I was about to make it fiery
When I had a strange urge
To write in it
Then suddenly I felt very sick.
The Final Entry
And so I wrote
As a wave of sickness came over me
I knew the end was near.
"On the evening
Of the 14th
I am making my final entry
Because for all the thoughts of deaths I dreamed
I left out one complication
Radiation."
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