1. |
Now The Bodies
03:31
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NOW THE BODIES
The plastics still on the windows
The carpet smells awful
I said the plastics on the windows
The walls covered in red spew
The doors are locked
The windows barred
Burning limbs in the kitchen
I can’t seem to make it outside
Now the bodies
Are stacked everywhere
The smell of rot
Begins to escape
I must leave
No survivors
Burn it all up and leave promptly
The air is crisp
Shimmering dawn
Mutations in the basement
Lost without words
These were not the plans
Orders taken from context
I must get my bearings sift through the wreckage
Where was I at when this went on
I should have known better
To give these animals control
Now the bodies
Are stacked everywhere
The smell of rot
Begins to escape
I must leave
No survivors
Burn it all up and leave promptly
© 2006 HOG CALLER
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ALL AMERICAN DEFRAGMENTATION
Never know what your talking about make rules that never play out trip curve parallel listen to whom just go to hell how do you know whom to believe play games to deceive blackened soul frigid heart full of lies from the start
attention please the transmission will be terminated indefinitely all security measures have failed and the effects are reappearing do not breathe the air do not drink the water take a number and wait your turn select an appropriate setting for you shall be called
dictate what’s right or wrong no idea what’s going on mind battered jellied thoughts your ideas start to rot simplistic mastermind stone age Frankenstein practice what you preach right please pull the noose tight
welcome to the final process you are now awakened
the light burns bright feel free to breathe the air the stains have all been removed
you may move around at your leisure the conditions have all been de-fragmented
for you are now an American
© 2006 HOG CALLER
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3. |
Fermenting Rot
01:58
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FERMENTING ROT
Searching for sight
Hollowed out skulls
I see beyond, I see beyond, I see beyond
Fermenting rot, fermenting rot, fermenting rot
Power and depletion, power and depletion
Fermenting putrid alienation
Lurking decay
My makers mark
I see beyond, I see beyond, I see beyond
Fermenting rot, fermenting rot, fermenting rot
Power and depletion, power and depletion, power and depletion
© 2006 HOG CALLER
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4. |
Mangled Beyond Use
03:09
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MANGLED BEYOND USE
Arms mangled, legs mangled,
Body lying in a heap
Burning rubber broken glass
Screaming people I can’t see
Entombed in metal
Guardrail severed
I make a ditch my home
Mangled beyond use
Missing finger from hand unknown
Concrete’s cold to the skin
Mouth is numb cannot talk
Falling out of consciousness
Hot dog drooling’
No Liz Taylor
Nitrous oxide crash
Watch old bandit go
Mangled beyond use.
My parts scattered, your fluids dripping
The road glistens, in the light
Lips that smile, shear twist of fate
All eyes staring just look at the sight
Please step back, move aside make way
The men in white, shall make it OK
The men in white, will make it OK
© 2006 HOG CALLER
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5. |
Super Size It
01:34
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SUPER SIZE IT
Yum
Make it bigger, make it larger
Jumbo size, big gulp two fister
Double stuffing, bacon drippings
Mega triple patty melt.
Super size it
25% more, all-U-can eat
greasy doggy bags to go
oodles and oodles of lard fried noodles
have it your way have it your way.
Finger lickin’ good
My bologny has a first name C-A-N-C-E-R
My bologny has a second name colostomy bag
My bologny has a third name clogged arteries
If you ask me why I say did you overeat today?
24 hours bottomless cup
heartburn, indigestion acid reflux
scrapple diaper bowel corrosion
unhappy last meal drive through suicide
How do you spell relief? all you can eat
How do you spell relief? Diarrhea
How do you spell relief? Polyp cheesecake
Think inside the box
Think inside the box
© 2006 HOG CALLER
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6. |
Just Look in the Silo
02:13
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JUST LOOK IN THE SILO
Awaken from my slumber
These chickens keep scratching
The smell of kerosene permeates the barn
But my bio-feed makes the livestock smarter
I have been put out to pasture
Now I feed from a trough
The mice I see have human brains
Yes the mice I see have human brains
Just look in the silo
Please just look in the silo
This took years to accomplish
The government-engineered farm
Free money from Uncle Sam
To give my animals higher I.Q.’s
Now I’m the swine the bovine
From a solitary human heard.
The mice I see have human brains
Yes the mice I see have human brains
Just look in the silo
Please just look in the silo.
© 2006 HOG CALLER
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7. |
Mother's Torso
01:29
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MOTHER’S TORSO
I just saw it the other day
About a murder in the town I stay
Mother’s torso on display
In my class, lower grades
This kids mom, got hacked away
In a box, in the sticks
A mother’s life taken from her kid
Mother’s torso on display
Mother’s torso rotting away
In a church, 1 block away
The cubmaster looks, for a cardboard box
The perfect size is all he needs
To stuff her in with no head or knees
Mother’s Torso on display
Mother’s Torso rotting away
© 2006 HOG CALLER
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8. |
Fishing with Elvis
02:52
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FISHING WITH ELVIS
Waking up at the river
Bite marks on my face
Hooks pierce my body
Paralyzed by pain
Burning sun beats down
Severed limbs float by
I am slowly bleeding
As the teeth start to strike
Elvis is on the bank
He catches the biggest fish
Elvis cuts up human bodies
And trolls the sewers
The septic tanks, the biggest catch
Creatures below coming alive
I slowly start to feel its growth
My little larvae I’ll be your host
Just slip inside
My cerebral throne
I’ll always be here
Inside my skull your home
I thought I’d be eaten
But now you feed off my brain
Inside my skin
The hellgrammites lay eggs
I crawl on the ground
Craving to eat flesh
Hybrid species
Eaten from the hook
My bodies been severed
Gutted at birth
The eggs are hatching
Smell the sewers breed
Elvis is on the bank
He catches the biggest fish
Elvis cuts up human bodies
And trolls the sewers
The septic tanks, the biggest catch
Creatures below coming alive
© 2006 HOG CALLER
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9. |
Beating the Creeps
02:34
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BEAT THE CREEPS
I am imprisoned by walls of selfishness,
Prejudice, and suspicion
I am enslaved by human respect and
The fear of other peoples opinions
I still haven’t learned the lesson
Of true humility
My feelings are easily ruffled
Take offense, find fault slow to forgive
I can no longer contain my anger or hate
My thinking process overloaded
Because of others
I must beat the creeps
© 2006 HOG CALLER
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10. |
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THE SWEETEST PLACE ON EARTH
Strolling through the market
To grab a favorite treat
Open the wrapper
The chocolate bars so sweet
The flavor on my tongue
Sends me into bliss
What’s in the recipe?
That makes it so delish
The sweetest place on earth
The chocolate made in Hershey
Comes from missing kids
Milton had an idea
Put orphans in the mix
Coco batter and tender meat
The people will love it oh so sweet
Bones pave the Hershey Highway
The chocolate syrups
In great big vats
Milton pushes in
A kid that’s fat
Oozing caramel, dripping guts
Churning body parts, add the nuts
Chocolate fun for everyone
Almonds and teeth, bloody mess
The humans are cannibals
Consuming pests
Hershey was a Martian
Eating the young in space
He crashed his ship in PA
Chocolate town USA
Unwrap the fun
The fun is flesh
Bite-size nougat
Milton’s recipe
Who would of thought it
Orphan meat
‘Such a tender treat
© 2006 HOG CALLER
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11. |
Don't Drink the Water
01:47
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DON’T DRINK THE WATER
I see Jesus in the water
I think he’s here to quench my thirst
My parched palate burns from my sins
The cool clear freshness shall refresh my soul
The taste is crisp, the taste is clean
But my throat still burns
Don’t drink the water
The water is tainted
I can taste the poison
Someone put something in the well
The bodies rot, with cups in hand
If only I had a knife
I would cut out my tongue
The dehydration cracked my flesh
Reverse osmosis drained my soul
My eyes disintegrate into my skull
I hear the anger, raw sewage floods my space
State of emergency
Floating corpses liquid hell
Looting crisis, control the masses
Toxic oasis, waves of filth
Oversaturated earth
Rancid human gumbo
Allowed to decay
Dead bodies in the freezer
If only I could quench my thirst
Everything would be better
My parched palate quenched by filth
The stench ridden liquid nourishes me
The taste is soggy
The taste is obscene
But my throat feels soothed
Don’t drink the water
© 2006 HOG CALLER
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12. |
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SUBTERRANEAN HAZORDOUS GROWTH
Subterranean hazardous growth
Underworld mysteries, wisdom unknown
Effecting daylight, I can’t see
Effecting nighttime, I can’t breath
Tapping higher, Guarding sun
Unknown secrets, Ancient one
Sense of child, Status void
Core reality, Empty cause
Dying planet, Unconscious mind
Hidden chapters, Hands of time
Falling sky, boiling earth
Higher energy, lunar course
Abscess, puss, devoir pain
Cut, slice, bleed, die
Abscess, puss, devoir pain
Cut, slice, bleed, die
Subterranean hazardous growth
Underworld mysteries, wisdom unknown
Circular lines, On walls of fate
Human mind, Engaged in hate
Laser pierces, Fleshy skin
Heed the warning, Play to win
Wise advise, From unholy souls
Hostage captured, Purpose folds
Lines of fire, Burning light
How it ends, Black as night
Falling sky, boiling earth
Higher energy, lunar course
Abscess, puss, devoir pain
Cut, slice, bleed, die
Abscess, puss, devoir pain
Cut, slice, bleed, die
© 2006 HOG CALLER
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13. |
Hog Caller Blues
03:10
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HOG CALLER BLUES
Hog Caller blues X 7
SUEY
I call my hogs, they don’t come
I call my hogs and they start to run
Pork chop city, bacon herd
Four leg barbeque
Your day is done
Hog Caller Blues X 4
I call my hogs, they start to squel
I call my hogs with a zesty zeal
Babyback barnyard
Pork loin lot
I’ll see you soon in saurkraut
Better to eat you, than feed you X 4
Better to eat you
Poke em’ with a prod, Stick em’ on a hook
Bleed ‘em out good, The other white meat
Chop em’ with a clever, cut em’ with a saw
Put em’ on a spit, Hogs for all
X 2
SUEYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY
© 2006 HOG CALLER
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14. |
Predestined for Hell
01:39
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PREDESTINED FOR HELL
My footprints are often followed by blood
A trail of red from a job well done
Predestined for hell X 2
My mind is clear
But my boots are drenched
From beating and stabbing with no intent
Predestined for hell X 2
My journey down now
Awaits for me
© 2006 HOG CALLER
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15. |
Flamming Bags of SH*T
02:12
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FLAMING BAGS OF SHIT
The virus may mutate
Tourists told to leave
The virus may mutate
Where’s Donald Trump when you need him
The dogs barking, Storms roll in
The FBI eats young children
Ducks and geese carry deadly flu
Crippling bone diseases
Old people become cannibals
Generations erased for food
Sea levels rising
Poison meat pollutes the street
Hateful morons with skin rash mustaches
Flinging flaming bags of shit
At the league of evil
Fueled by white dog & brown horse
Foaming brown liquid
From burnt wood caskets
Tears down fear of the publics eyes
Never stop working
On converting intensity
Deer kills man in yard
Fattie Arbuckle bladder breaker
Fattie Arbuckle bladder breaker
There’s a deer in the yard and its killing people.
Damaged wooden dam
Holds back toxic bird flu
The colonel’s panic overrides his ego
So he hits the big red button
Predicting predictions are often useless
Gray matter turns black from heat
On the hunt for jumpin’ jack flash
Self-delusional humans wonder aimlessly
Pork grinding city selling dreams
The price is always right
When your wallets full of lard
Superfly Snuka has the vaccine
© 2006 HOG CALLER
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16. |
Revelry for the Dead
02:06
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HOG CALLER Middletown, Pennsylvania
Hog Caller is a grindcore band that hails from the Three Mile Island infected lands of Middletown, PA.
The line-up is:
The Dirtfarmer aka Tom Richards - Guitar, Bass, Vocals, Lyrics. And Drum Programming. Vomitrocious aka Steve O'Donnell - Guitar, Bass, Vocals, Lyrics, And Samples.
www.facebook.com/Hogcallermusic
www.youtube.com/dirtfarmer25
contact:
dirtfarmer25@hotmail.com
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