Rio Grandé Blood


Release Date: May 2 2006
Record Label: 13th Planet Records

Tracks:

  1. Rio Grandé Blood
  2. Señor Peligro
  3. Gangreen (Featuring Sgt. Major)
  4. Fear (Is Big Business)
  5. LiesLiesLies
  6. The Great Satan
  7. Yellow Cake
  8. Palestina
  9. Ass Clown (Featuring Jello Biafra)
  10. Khyber Pass


Rio Grande Blood

I’ve got something that I must confess
I make a profit off people oppressed
I take the money ‘til there’s nothing left
And all I gotta say is Yippie Aye Yay

Rio Grande Blood

I want money
I want yer money
I want crude oil
It’s the government’s money
I’m an asshole

I can’t remember the world such a mess
Not for the companies I like the best
Exxon and Conoco – fuck all the rest
And all I gotta say is Yippie Aye Yay

Rio Grande Blood

I want money
I want yer money
I want crude oil
It’s the government’s money

Breakdown
We went to war because of our dependence on foreign oil  Haliburton
We went to war because of money
Haliburton
We will settle for nothing less than victory, victory Haliburton
We will settle for nothing less than crude oil -crude oil

Squeezing the middle class whom I detest
Taxing the poor so the rich can invest
I know I’m an asshole, but aren’t you impressed
And all I gotta say is Yippie Aye Yay

Rio Grande Blood (x3)
I want crude oil
Rio Grande Blood
I want money
Rio Grande Blood


Señor Peligro

Señor Peligro
Bush’s alter ego
A family of danger
And that’s his middle name
Invasion is imminent
Keeping down the dissidents
Killing is his business
And business is his game

Justification 
To Cross the Border
Justification
For Law and Order
Justification
To Cross the Rio
Señor Peligro

Señor Peligro
Lost all his amigos
From Chile to Panama
And all points in between
Exploitation
To feed the Corporations
The driving force of any war
Is always based in Greed

Venezuela 
Watch your Back
Señor Peligro is on the attack

Voice Over (Isa Martinez – signed release)
El Presidente el es un Asesino
The President is an assassin
No cambieremos sarge por asete
Tente moriendo por el amor del dinero
We will not exchange blood for oil
People dying for the love of money
Seporladolo es mas gas para el fugeo
Supporting him is fuel to the fire
Prepuese por el Señor Peligro
Prepare for Mr. Danger

Justification 
To Cross the Border
Justification
For Law and Order
Justification
To Cross the Rio
Señor Peligro


Gangreen (featuring Sgt. Major)

I’m the ministry of death
Ahoorah!
I’m a marine I’m hard I’m trained
I’m part of a brotherhood no hackers allowed
You scumbag sonofabitch
You bubble-butted bulging maggot piece of shit
You syphillitic Siberian sonofabitch
I’m gonna screw your head off
I’m gonna stick my dick in your nose
I’m gonna sell you to queers
I’m gonna bury you like dog shit
Ahoorah!

M16’s for Jesus Christ
Humpin’ my rifle like I hump your wife
Boots on the ground and head held high
I’m ready to kill and I’m ready to die

Gangreen
Gangreen
Devil dogs to the front of the fight
Gonna kill everything in sight

Born again hard and born again mean
Trained by the corps to be a killing machine
And if I die for the US of A
Pin a medal on my chest and give me benefit pay

My corps
Your corps
Hard corps
Marine corps
Ahoorah!
Marine corps

First on the scene and the last to know
First ones shipped and the last ones home
I’ll tell you why God loves the marines
Heaven is stocked with our casualties

Gangreen
Gangreen
Devil dogs to the front of the fight
Gonna kill everything in sight

My corps
Your corps
Hard corps
Marine corps
Ahoorah!
My corps
Ahoom- good!
Your corps
Hard corps
Hard corps
Marine corps
Marine corps
Ahoorah!


Fear (Is Big Business)

I don’t know when my life changed
I can’t remember when it got strange
I lock my doors and pull the shades
I spend my days and nights deranged
Fear

Talkin’ to myself just the other day
I’m totally fuckin’ paranoid and who is to blame?
Half the time I’m hiding, the other half I pray
I’m always fuckin’ waiting for the judgment day

Fear is big business Fear is big business

Who the fuck’s to blame for my mental disease
Pick out any country in the Middle East
But Oklahoma City happened right next to me
And don’t forget Waco and the government siege

Fear Fear Fear  Fear Fear Fear Fear is big business

Fear on the television always the same
Terrorists everywhere including my brain
I was never frightened of Saddam Hussein
The US government’s the one to blame

Fear is big business


Lies Lies Lies

I’m on a mission to never forget
3,000 people that I’ve never met
We want some answers and all that we get
Some kind of shit about a terrorist threat
Lies Lies Lies Lies Lies Lies Lies 	x3
Surpise surprise

Lies Lies

I’m on a mission to dig up the truth
You think we’re stupid and there’s no proof
Well let me tell you that the time has come
To pull the trigger on the smoking gun
Lies Lies Lies Lies Lies Lies Lies 	x3
Surpise surprise

Lies Lies Lies Lies

Don’t listen to me listen to your head
Don’t listen
Don’t listen to anything, they’ve said
Don’t listen

Lies Lies Lies Lies

I’m on a mission to bring out the facts
You got your stories but they all have cracks
Misinformation, lies and deceit
What made you think that we were all asleep
Lies Lies Lies Lies Lies Lies Lies 	x3
Surpise surprise

Lies Lies Lies Lies

Don’t listen to me listen to your head
Don’t listen
Don’t listen to anything, they’ve said
Don’t listen

Lies Lies Lies Lies

Don’t listen to me listen to your head
Lies Lies Lies Lies


The Great Satan

Absolute destruction is the battleground we’re given
Strip away the fabric of a thousand years of livin’

Get Out!	Get Out!
Burning down old glory while we jump around and shout:
Get Out!	Get Out!
Bringing down the USA is what it’s all about

Revolution’s our solution to the life we’re given
Retribution is the way of life that we are livin’

Get Out!	Get Out!
Burning down old glory while we jump around and shout:
Get Out!	Get Out!
Bringing down the USA is what it’s all about

The trumpet of freedom has sounded
Great Satan
We’ve begun inoculating troops and first responders against ballistic airports

Desecration of the concentration camps we live in
Occupation of our nation just won’t be forgiven

The trumpet of freedom has sounded
Great Satan

Kill. Kill Kill. Kill. Kill.

May God continue to Bless America


Yellow Cake

There’s no crisis of conscience
The truth is dressed in disguise
Feeding the hungry with Yellow Cake
Feeding the public with lies

Yellow Cake

No crimes were ever committed
No charges were ever read
Cooking the books on the Yellow Cake
Cooking a meal for the dead

Yellow Cake

..and the war goes on
..and the war goes on

This is no time for the righteous
Only the wicked survive
Bake up a batch of the Yellow Cake
Bake up a batch of the lies

Yellow Cake x4


Palestina

Palestina was a very nice girl
She liked to travel and sample the world
Palestina has a first hand view of life
Palestina from a very young age
Saw the oppression, felt the rage
Palestina wants out of her cage to fight

My life will be short and sweet

Palestina told her family and friends
She’d be back, to take her revenge
Palestina made up her mind to die
Palestina had a belt of death
She had explosives strapped to her chest
Palestina is a martyr now in the sky

My life will be short and sweet

Bye

My life will be short and sweet
My life will be short and sweet


Ass Clown

(Jello Biafra Spoken Word)
Ladies and gentlemen
Welcome to Washington DC
Home of the Ass Clown
Step right up into the 3,000 ring circus of The Beltway
And witness the impossible
See them grovel, see them lie, see them crawl on their bellies
See real live white collar terrorists in their own natural habitat
See the Department of Homeland Security perfecting new ways of drowning black people
While our health care is subsidizing corporate drug dealers aiding big government and
Spying on everybody

I want to go to the circus
The circus of power
The circus they call Washington
A circle of dishonor
I want to round up the senators
Just like they did in Rome
Feed these Ass Clowns to the lions
Then I can go home

I wanna see it go up in flames

Ass Clown
You’re going down

I want to blow up the circus
Bring down the circus of lies
The ultimate goal and purpose
Is no Ass Clown survives
I want to line up the congressmen
And strap them to their missiles
Then I’ll point them at their temples
Then I’ll wave goodbye!

I wanna see it go up in flames

Ass Clown
You’re going down

See them stroke each other with bribes as they try on new shades of brown lipstick
See them circle jerk to the latest photos of torture victims
Ass Clown

I hate the three-ring circus
Under the bigtop of deceit
The circus maximus of arrogance
The circus maximus of greed
I want to line up all the judges
And take a gavel to their heads
Only then will there be justice
When all these Ass Clowns are dead

I wanna see it go up in flames

Ass Clown
You’re going down

See how it’s really done
(Laughter)


Khyber Pass

Where’s Bin Laden
Where’s Bin Laden

He’s probably runnin’
Probably hidin’

Some say he’s livin’ at the Khyber Pass
Others say he’s at the Bush’s ranch


 


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