Atrophy - 1989
"Socialized Hate" [ROARDRACER Records]
Track List:
Side One:
1. Chemical Dependency 4.04
2. Killing Machine 3.43
3. Matter Of Attitude 3.25
4. Preacher, Preacher 4.15
5. Beer Bong 2.01
Side Two:
1. Socialized Hate 5.01
2. Best Defence 3.46
3. Product Of The Past 3.48
4. Rest In Pieces 4.39
5. Urban Decay 3.29
Line-up:
Tim Kelly - Drums
Rick Scowron - Guitar
Brian Zimmerman - Vocals
James Gulotta - Bass
Chris Lykins - Guitar
1. Chemical Dependency
Music: James Gulotta, Tim Kelly, Chris Lykins, Rick Skowron
Lyrics: Brian Zimmerman
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Solo: Rick
Destruction is my goal
Care for no one at all
Death calls
I've killed before
And you won't be my last
That's for sure
Life of pain and I'm to blame
Broken families
Shattered dreams
All because of me
Can't you see
Blinded by the white
You can't see the light
Not tonight
Life of pain and I'm to blame
And now
I've got you hooked
Take another look
At yourself
Lost your home and pride
You can't win the fight
You're not too bright
Life of pain and I'm to blame
And you put to shame
Chorus:
Running scared no where to turn
I've got you now your going to burn
You've watched your life pass you by
The life you lead is one big lie
Solo: Chris
Repeat verse
2. Killing Machine
Music: James Gulotta
Lyrics: Brian Zimmerman, Chris Lykins
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Your life begins at 17, you enlist with Uncle Sam
Trained for battle, prepared to die, you don't give a damn.
Your weapon is your life and love shooting the enemy down.
Killing women and children and everyting around
First fought for freedom now for pleasure, you've become obsessed
Never feel at ease until you're laid to rest
Sargeant tells you and you carry out his every command.
No return from this life you're on the 4 year plan.
Chorus:
Born to kill
There's no retreat
Live to fight
A Killing machine
Politicians play a deadly game now
you play it too
Once you die, you're forgotten they'll find somebody new
Seeing through different eyes much better than the old
Block out all the needles carnage
your heart grows cold
Stripped of your humanity, no choice but to obey
Turned into a predator, civilians are your prey
Repeat Chorus
1st solo: Chris
2nd solo: Rick
Seeing through different eyes much better than the old
Block out all the needles carnage
your heart grows cold
Stripped of your humanity, no choice but to obey
Turned into a predator, civilians are your prey
Politicians play a deadly game now
you play it too
Once you die, you're forgotten they'll find somebody new
Repeat Chorus
Solo: Rick
3. Matter Of Attitude
Music and lyrics: Chris Lykins
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Always put others down, passing out the blame
Ignorance and your attitude make you all the same
Never try to befriend, never lend a hand
Draw so many barriers, I'll never understand
Chorus:
Why won't you listen
Why can't you hear
I guess your scene won't let you
Is change what you fear?
You say your scene preaches individuality
The more I see the more I know thats not reality
I walk into your parties, I guess I don't look right
No one even talks to me, no one meets my sight
What makes me so different, so much I can't fit in
Is having different hair and clothes such a mortal sin
Tell me what's wrong with me I'd reeally like to know
I'm trying to be your friend not another foe
Repeat chorus
Solo: Rick
Always put others down, passing out the blame
Ignorance and your attitude make you all the same
Never try to befriend, never lend a hand
Draw so many barriers, I'll never understand
You say your scene preaches individuality
The more I see the more I know thats not reality
I walk into your parties, I guess I don't look right
No one even talks to me, no one meets my sight
Repeat chorus
4. Preacher, Preacher
Music: James Gulotta, Chris Lykins
Lyrics: Brian Zimmerman, Chris Lykins
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Preacher tell me no lies
Send me more money
Or else I will die
You go to church every day
Trying to find god
So you give them your pay
I'll tell you evil
Yet I do no wrong
Chapter fifteen
Let's sing another song
Have my own show
Even make videos
Just more money
To stick up my nose
Chorus:
He's not afraid to lie
Greed is the reason why
My wife's recovering from coke
I buy it for my family
But I'll never go broke
People come for help they say
You take their money
And you send them away
I have a few billion
Not much to me
I need a lot more
Thanks to my greed
Have fourteen houses
And fifteen cars
Lay back in my mansion
And watch people starve
Repeat Chorus
1st solo: Chris
2nd solo: Rick
Repeat chorus
5. Beer Bong
Music: Chris Lykins
Lyrics: David Lehman
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Beer bong - suck it down
Beer bong - don't do it wrong
Beer bong - don't take too long
or else you'll drown
Beer bong - gulp it down
Beer bong - if you can
Beer bong - make it vanish
if you're a man
Chorus:
Heidelberg
Dutch Treat
Black Label
Beer bong - it's very clear
Beer bong - you must be daring
Beer bong - or else the beer
you'll be wearing
Beer bong - and tomorrow
Beer bong - when I wake
Beer bong - to my sorrow
my head will ache
Chorus:
Meister Brau
Blatz
Grain Belt
Solo: Rick
Chorus:
Old Milwaukee
Pearl
Shaeffer
6. Socialized Hate
Music: Atrophy
Lyrics: Chris Lykins
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Solo: Chris
Throughout our troubled history
man's exploited fellow man.
Displaying xenophobic fear that's hard to understand
Centuries ago in Europe things were different than today
Foreigners were treated with respect not disdain
But dreams of power soon crushed this fine ideal
They set across the ocean in search of land to steal
They subjugated natives and stripped them of their rights
Sold them into slavery to demonstrate their might.
Socialized hate
Formed by modern state
Chorus:
Can't you see, it's a lie
Don't you know, that they've died
Trapped, by your hate
Stereotyped, convenient
Forced to be subservient
Taught by your state
All you pseudo-christians had yet to have your fun
You called them all subhuman
justifying what you'd done
You sold them into slavery, every last one that you could
I guess that's only natural when you say its in their blood
Soon the racist theory spread to every colony
The crimes that you committed were for everyone to see
Depleted all their hunting grounds and chopped down hallowed woods
Set your plantations on the land
where they once stood
Chorus:
Socialized hate
Formed by modern state
Solo: Rick
The hatred that you planted is still with us today
No longer simply slavery manifests in different ways
Keeps people in dead end jobs, reduces education
Maintain our racial sterotypes, encourages segregation
You propogate injustice saying they've done it to themselves
You lock them in your ghettos,
Deny them any wealth
The dogma you've created makes sure you never see
That underneath a different color
they're just like you and me
Socialized hate
Formed by modern state
7. Best Defense
Music: Chris Lykins, James Gulotta
Lyrics: Chris Lykins
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Our land, our home, America the free
Our vote decides the future can't you see
Their sim to serve, and protect what is theirs
Too much at stake to let others have their share
The world is more than colors black and red
Profit and gain mean little to those dead
While you cut corners to maximize your gain
Your lack of caring sends young men to their graves
Chorus:
Spend all our money on functionless weapons
They never care what the cost
I guess it's too bad it works only on paper
It's our lives not theirs that are lost
The truth is that we're powerless to change
The joke that the pentagons became
To win a war is the last thing on their mind
Career advancement is the main thing you will find
500 million dollars every day
Drains the resourses from projects such as AIDS
Our poor go hungry in cities across the states
Defense contractors steal the food
right off their plates
Chorus:
Solo: Rick
Repeat 1st verse
Repeat chorus
Solo: Chris
8. Product Of The Past
Music and lyrics: Chris Lykins
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The sun is down, the light go on
A glass and concrete hell
The beast aroused, begins to prowl
Aware of every smell
He notes perfume in the air
Sees footprints in the dust
Woman's blood upon the ground
A victim of his lust
Chorus:
He can't resist their call
His night will be their last
Sworn to have them all
A product of the past
Beaten at an early age
A scared and confused child
Fierce revenge on womanhood
Makes mother's wrath seem mild
Every night tortured sleep
No one there to care
Outcast of society
Trapped inside his lair
Repeat chorus
1st solo: Rick
2nd solo: Chris
Something more than animal
Yet something less than man
Striking fear in women's hearts
A sick and twisted plan
Stalking every unlit street
Searching for his prey
Stranger to compassion
Now violence is his way
Repeat chorus
9. Rest In Pieces
Music: Chris Lykins, Brian Zimmerman
Lyrics: Chris Lykins
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Work your ass off every day
Nothing do you own
Sold your soul to the system
Another fucking clone
Never ask for nothing
Yet you gave and gave
Now you're trapped
Ambitions shattered
Another mindless slave
Chorus:
You never asked for anything
And that's exactly what you got
They never cared for you
They're glad to see you rot
Nothing's really yours
It's only mortgages and leases
When you die
Then you rest in pieces
Line their pockets with your labor
You go home in debt
Your children die from malnutrition
Your bosses never wept
They justify the life you lead
A life that's full of pain
You were born to serve your master
Your caste revealed by name
Repeat chorus
Solo: Rick
Sick of their oppression
You come to take what's your
Rip their hearts from their body's
Their blood pools on the floor
A smile plays across your lips
Their life breath slowly ceases
Leave their mansion a free man
As they rest in pieces
Repeat chorus
10. Urban Decay
Music and lyrics: Chris Lykins
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Man builds his world, forms it from rock, steel and clay
His view of nature is that it stands in the way
Visions of profit dance in every landlords head
13 in two rooms, four in every bed
Chorus:
Man-made paradise
Falls into decay
Desperate humans
Trapped in their own cage
Look out the window not a free to be seen
They just block traffic, man is forced to intervene
Hiding in darkness, fearing for his life
Man's lost compassion but has replaced it with a knife
Chorus:
First solo: Chris
Second solo: Rick
Desperate children turn to drugs for their fun
Bodies inhabit the morgue claimed by no one
Hiding in shadows, their lives reduced to a lie
Freedom forgotten, no one hears your cry
Repeat chorus
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Great thanks goes to Chad Larson (beiemacht@mediaone.net)
Lyrics is from Hooker's metal lyrics page:
http://www.geocities.com/sunsetstrip/exhibit/6159
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