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Supper's Ready​!​!​!

by Chucks Nation

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peterjs_
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peterjs_ Might be a few years late, but this album is incredibly well done and the band certainly had the potential to be huge. It's sad to see the music stop, but it's worth supporting. Favorite track: The Awakening.
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Jerrod A freakin' sweet punk record with some fast, catchy tunes! All topped off with great guitar and bass riffage! Favorite track: The Awakening.
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1.
Hey Chubby, supper's ready Common and eat all you can till it's free You gonna be fat in a couple of weeks You gonna be food for a couple of freaks Deporting all the meatballs The gravy, the potatos In a land full of nothing Oh Mommy, you were so rightfull But I should have stayed hidden in my hole This place is not for easy frighten people (frighten people) We must be blind to survive I want to stay a big fat mole Hibernating, caressing my swelled belly " All you can eat" These words are so sweet It has to be universal We must deport all the meatballs Oh Mommy, you were so rightfull But I should have stayed hidden in my hole This place is not for easy frighten people (frighten people) We must be blind to survive I want to stay a big fat mole Hibernating, caressing my swelled belly Hey Chubby, supper's ready Common and eat all you can till it's free You gonna be fat in a couple of weeks You gonna be food for a couple of freaks (you gonna be the..) ..embodyment of every sins i hate (sins i hate) Since you cannot control your growing needs, she said (your growing needs she said) I'll take some triple BigMacs with giant fries and coke (supersize me) Your words cannot hurt me since i'm wearing this cloak Oh Mommy, you were so rightfull But I should have stayed hidden in my hole This place is not for easy frighten people (frighten people) We must be blind to survive I want to stay a big fat mole Hibernating, caressing my swelled belly So save your prayers For all those bastards Who have this courage you tried so hard to teach me I'm gonna hide here For many long years Darkness is sometimes more comforting than light
2.
Monkeys 02:42
I've done nothing to make this world a better place Not even a little something, Automation, a new age as come We're living as rats in cages, running and doing nothing Building a world with no need, The human race, the monkey age We're doing wars for peace working for more money selling our world to whoís gonna take it Believing in nothing Losing jobs to this machine, new system for our lazyness How can we live without working, computers, hail to the masters Our souls to the loser Of this planet whoís the winner now? The creator or the ignorant? no jobs the world lazyness is our loss who will work , who will live I've done nothing, weíve done nothing Weíve got no more places to go
3.
Let us be free From the pain From the hate Is it so hard to compromise? isn't it worth the sacrifice? No you, won't consent Repeating the same old rant You prefer your vengeful god, easy solution to it all Absolutes leading to war, Let us be free
4.
Chuck's Rage 01:39
Another fall at the edge of insanity (3x) Another eagle Grabbing me hard Lifting me by the hair Letting me perceive The nature of it's lair (it's supposed to be a nest but it's a metaphor!) Another gun in the hands of insanity It will never betray me There are people I see monsters There are cities I see prisons There are friends I see traitors There is you I see you So it's real You're the truth
5.
Bad News 01:32
Sunrise approach again This calm night will soon be damn Those ideals are not the ones that we need to satisfy our greed We are ambitious You are courageous We are the ultimate fighting team who'll always win. Soon enough, all the deviants will be blasted off, we'll be the masters of the sun We know our ennemy We sure know how to play At this game that we called Annihilation For all the little brats For all the biggests rats Drill time, common March and sing along: Hands in hands, we will make the last call Hands in hands, we will destroy them all The peace will come when we'll be done The kings are dead, hurray for the king You were so damn right But we have some bad news for peace
6.
I'll get used to it Get used to this great shit I am now ready For some big money Greetings to you my friend We'll take care of your brain Welcome to Winnersland I'll get used to it Get used to this bullshit My veins are ready For some new ideals Welcome to Winnersland Here we seem so brilliant It's Night of the living dead Always playing in my head
7.
Working 18 hours a day, to pay what you don't need Another day seems like another year No ascension, but self-destruction Is it the quality or quantity? You're selling your mind The slaughter, youíre feeling like dog, The slaughter, at the end of itís leach The slaughter, your doggies necklace, makes you feel, like a stooge, is it what you need? You donít think youíll ever see the day The sun blows out, but you donít see A life of donation for a career in stagnation Is it the quality or quantity? youíre selling your life Do you feel so high when itís question of your pride? Do you feel so shy when itís question of your life? Is there anybody, learning from his acts? Or is it, just another fable Growing up, in hysteria Hating people, just like me And your proud, of being what? What you need, is what you wonít have What you wish, is it what you need? The slaughter, youíre feeling like dog The slaughter, at the end of itís leach The slaughter, your doggies necklace, makes you feel, like a stooge, is it what you need? You'll be haunted by your past, soon enough it will determine your acts Will you be able to live, with what you did, isnít so different Than living as a slave, behind the backs of your beloved? Working hard and working stiff, that's what makes your bill grows up No ascension but self-destruction Is it the quality or quantity? Youíre selling your mind The slaugther, the slaughter The slaugther, The slaugther of your life won't makes you cry
8.
Mad 02:18
It's in the way all the time I cannot be peacefully sane It is poison for my poor eyes A glittering gasoline can Like a bumper who tries to kiss my ass Like a non-stop same old song It's just driving me mad Why is it there right before me Everytime i'm trying to see Being alive is an option That it doesn't seem to want to let me take Like a taxi cab on hazards, in the middle of the street It's just driving me mad Like an old bitch who doesn't know where she's going Like a dick or slut with a broken car on the highway Like pedestrians in downtown walking on slow motion Like all of you assholes with no goal in life but to drive me mad Calm down, there is no need to explode Breath out, you are suffocating, then Breath in, some new oxygene Fuck that, I don't agree with this shit Fuck that, it is a pain in the ass Always, burning my face The sun's driving me mad Hahahaha!
9.
T.S.O.T. 02:06
Why are you so afraid of thinking for yourself Why do you lie down and cannot care Can't you see this world... ...is yours to rape and yours to bleed It's yours to shape and yours to lead If you're counting on the wind to solve your problems Sorry pal but nothing will change with a slight breeze For the wind of change isn't some god's breath It's someone's life, blood and sweat The king is never more Than the obediance of the simple-minded Why is the keep now empty and powerless? Because enough of us saw beneath the veil And asked for what is ours To be free from the shame of thought To take responsibility for our actions To be leaders of our world Not followers of some delusions It's yours to rape It's yours to bleed It's yours to shape It's yours to lead
10.
Somewhere in the air floats a strange looking guy who calls my name since the day a walk I follow him like he is some jesus friend I'm never sure what's coming next, I shut up and take it. It's sleeping time now After a hard day of extreme bowing But my forehead's sweating My brain is melting The pain will not let myself rest a bit It is said that my bed is cursed God it hurts I am so sick Going left but never right In a hell that I build myself Where prevail some mister Hide Dr. Chuck is not at home Leave your message after I ripped your head off with an axe! Exitential dumbshits for the slaves This bloody mess runs right trough my veins While the man is dreaming, the wolf is rising I'm embracing it for the first time of my days In my new existence i am Gonna sleep again my friend And i'll dream about those sins Already tasted by me, the one and only lord of sanity That's a royal bowl of shit They are offering for free Time to use my spoon to dig my own path, time to flee I may return some day but for now on I'm in a place i can rely on
11.
Unjustified 02:55
One could wonder how An entire nation can, be cruel enough, to support a government That imposed to the world, a twisted vision of democracy Invaded a foreign country, for no legitimate reason And ignored, humankind's, plea for, diplomacy One could wonder how A small group of people can, be greedy enough, to sell their fellow men Sacrificing thousands of them, to gain control of a territory All disguised as a noble act, in the name of liberty And peace, all blessed, by a just and loving, just and loving God But the answers why are everywhere There's a neverending flow of misinformation Spreading fear in the media, as a daily mission Building a entire nation of terrified individuals Willing to believe anything, to secure their rituals How do you justify? murder of helpless beings when you claim to be helping? The invasion of a country when elsewhere stands the ennemy? How do you justify?all the good intentions when you witness the social slavery of the nation? God's blessing, when all you create is pain and suffering? How do you justify all the lies when everything you stand for is crumbling before our eyes?
12.
Zombeef 03:15
A big bunch of zombeefs, praying for their sake A little cup of fries, trying to stay French Attacked by flies and billions of giant bugs Food for their neighbor, French fries and zombie burgers I don't know exactly why, but I still pray with them I think we're afraid of the same old freaking end Hard to believe, but we have a common goal Don't be swallowed like French fries and zombie burgers It's hard to fulfill a big head by such tiny ears It's hard to grow some vegetables who don't stand your fertilizer Some day we'll split out But for now we're fighting hard the outsider For now we're fighting hard the outsider For now we fight French fries and zombie burgers If you think we're going down, you're dreaming all the way

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released January 1, 2007

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