jawbreaker - whack and blite 7"

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  • Опубліковано 4 жов 2024

КОМЕНТАРІ • 11

  • @dinjampnick
    @dinjampnick 3 роки тому +9

    Probably the most inspiring music ever written

  • @jacksonforrester3496
    @jacksonforrester3496 2 роки тому +2

    The ending of eye 5 is the best 2 minutes of music I’ve ever heard

  • @urphakeandgey6308
    @urphakeandgey6308 Рік тому +1

    The production on this is surprisingly good for punk rock of the time. Bands like "The Smurfs" came out nearly a decade later and sound like it's being played out a tin can.

  • @trapset9
    @trapset9 10 років тому +7

    Once again... killer.

  • @OneFlewCuckoo
    @OneFlewCuckoo 7 років тому +3

    love this EP mann

  • @scottlucidi6476
    @scottlucidi6476 5 років тому +1

    So good

  • @ghostly4ever
    @ghostly4ever 7 років тому +2

    this is fucking awesome

  • @bryansbooks
    @bryansbooks 11 років тому +4

    Amazing ! thanks for upload

  • @catfight8197
    @catfight8197 Місяць тому

    In unbearable traffic
    Radio and it's deafening static
    I got my dick in my hand
    Super sanitary garbage man
    Bearing down the interstate
    Feeling hate for hate's sake
    Though it may sound strange, angels call my name
    The gun felt good in my hand
    Like an angel in the devil's land
    While it seems insane, I hold them to blame
    Hood ornament in my trusty sight
    The time has come to put things right
    I am here to make things clean
    Man, oh man, what a violent scene
    Target! Target! Woman! Whore!
    This is it
    The holy war
    Steady now
    Draw back the hammer
    Blinding flash
    Nothing's the matter
    I should be king
    Though it might sound strange, angels call my name
    While it seems insane, I hold them to blame
    Angels do the strangest things
    Her foot turns to lead on the pedal
    Got a good feeling
    Multiple collision, the flesh it settles
    'Bout time I beat my wings
    Across town, another job in need of doing
    Glass, gas, a punctured lung
    My arm's all fucked, in need of some gluing
    An angel's work is never done
    Crank up the box, dig the noise between stations
    Pin in my arm, for concentration