NONAME
1. Upside Clown
(A.Oinonen/Schmorf/Schmorf)
2. Mortimer & Larry
(A.Oinonen/P.Spak/Schmorf)
3. Mr. Cancer
(A.Oinonen/J.Kivimäki/Schmorf)
Schmorf:
Antti Oinonen - Laulu
Joonas Kivimäki - Kitara
Janne Kerola - Kitara
Robert Björk - Koskettimet
Jimmy Homicide - Basso
Petri Spak - Rummut
Äänitetty talvella 2009/2010 Latter Day Church of Morbid Desecrationissa.
Äänitys: Joonas Kivimäki & Schmorf
Tuotanto: Schmorf
Miksaus ja masterointi: Joonas Kivimäki & Schmorf
Kannet: Petri Spak
1. Upside Clown
(A.Oinonen/Schmorf/Schmorf)
Upside clown
Who is that - Upside clown
Do you mind - Upside clown
Shit on him - Upside clown
Hang him high - Upside clown
No roots, no shame, no good, no dignity
Pushing the buttons randomly
As expected they laugh with Jack in the box
They laugh at Jack out the box
Stupidity is intelligence
For him it is perfect common sense
Tom foolery and shenanigans
Ammo in his busy lizzy
Upside clown
Who is that - Upside clown
Do you mind - Upside clown
Shit on him - Upside clown
Hang him high - Upside clown
No roots...
The audience has an earful of Jack
The sight, the smell, the taste, the sound
Don't want a treatment from a quack
Feels like we're under attack
Upside clown
Who is that - Upside clown
Do you mind - Upside clown
Shit on him - Upside clown
Hang him high - Upside clown
Let's get Jack out the box
Out comes Jack, here goes nothing
No roots...
Without the box and the spring up his ass
He is able to fill his prophecy
Before him now lays the asylum
Ready for exploitation
Upside clown
Who is that - Upside clown
Do you mind - Upside clown
Shit on him - Upside clown
Hang him high - Upside clown
2. Mortimer & Larry
(A.Oinonen/P.Spak/Schmorf)
My advise is to be alert and focused
Morty and Larry are on the town
They observe every move you try to make
Scribble notes with a perfect bone pen
They can see every tail you try to shake
Tells the truth to the man at headquarters
Mortimer and Larry - greatest
Henchmen who you do not want to fuck with
Mortimer and larry - stealthy
Are they on the side of good or bad - don't know
They're making a list and it's checked twice
Who you hang out with in the afterlife
Even though they can see the land of living
Eighteenhundreds was when they died
Seeing you is making them mighty pissed
But you are in no place to ask why
My advise is to be alert and focused
Morty and larry are on the town
They observe every move you try to make
Makes notes and reports to headquarters
When you're dead
Things are black and white
When you're dead
All bets are off
Doesn't matter if you're alert and focused
Mortimer and Larry's case is closed
They observed every move you ever made
Sealed and stamped, take the next train to...
Mortimer and Larry - greatest
Henchmen who you do not want to fuck with
Mortimer and Larry - stealthy
Are they on the side of good or bad i don't know
3. Mr. Cancer
(A.Oinonen/J.Kivimäki/Schmorf)
IAIA HYSTERIA AND SYMPTOMS
HYSTERIA AND SYMPTOMS
Carcinogens they're waiting.
All five senses go crazy.
Something is growing inside by divisions.
Small errors in DNA build up as chain goes further.
Extra mass to the body is there to stay.
Carcinogens, they're waiting.
All five senses go grazy.
Something is growing inside by divisions.
Guilty feelings from eating fried fat makes me afraid of the...
Passive smoking and radiation makes me afraid of the...
DIAGNOSE
Diagnosis fatal. It's cruel.
Hey Mr. Cancer! How are you?
I will be no more, they explain.
There is a tumor in my brain.
SHOCK
Death sentence upon me.
Literal mindplosion.
Infested. Forsaken.
Tormented. Human waste.
DENIAL
I feel fine. It must be a mistake.
These things don't happen.
Someone is playing a prank on me.
ANGER
Why me? Why not that prick?
I'm thrashing everything.
Ruins of my life smoking.
It should be contagious.
BARGAINING
There must be something I can do to postpone my fate.
A god I can pray to or a drug I can take.
DEPRESSION
No point. No use.
I am doomed to fade. Soon after.
Hollow dreams unfulfilled.
Hope crushed and joy taken.
ACCEPTANCE
All life is to end. This time mine.
I'll have one smoke now. It'll be prime.
Affairs in order. Coughing out slime.
Death on my door step. I won't hide.
Hey Mr. Cancer, how are you?
CONCLUSION
Asbestic filter on my cigarrette. I'm at Tshernobyl.
Last breath from the fag I hope will bring me another cancer.
THE END AND FAREWELL
There's a bit cancer in us all.
Tumors begin to form.
Not one without the other; cancer and life.
I might be gone very soon,
But cancer will remain still.
Im only one cancer cell.
The rest are you.