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War On Tourism EP

by Gnar World Order

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1.
War On Tourism 02:21
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Give me commerce or give me death For all of my problems just write me a check You know you’re rich and you’ll only get richer Cover the beach with your trash and liter You’ll be gone and I’ll be stranded Knee-deep in fast food wrappers Damn it all to hell with these tourist fucks Your beachside attractions; they all fucking suck You come to our town Congest our traffic Drinking and driving and causing havoc Out of towners that drive to slow Don’t even know which way to go I’m sick and tired of waiting in line Behind some old tourist at a traffic light The mindless drones that crowd the t-shirt shops Wear shoes at the beach with fucking sock
2.
I Hate Punk 03:02
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The noise is too loud I can’t stand the awful sound Can’t understand a fucking word they’re saying With drum and bass so crude To call it music would be lude It sounds like martian shit to me that they’re playing The kids are all weird The way they dress you’d think they’re queer I know that it’s their style but I just don’t get it And what’s with their hair? Bleached and spiked to the air The fuckers look like they come from another planet I hate punk! It fucking sucks I hate Punk! A bunch of whiney cunts How can you call that Jumping flailing fists a dance? I wish you fucking fags would just go jump off a building So you can take your leather Studs and boots, skateboards, whatever Pack it all away and send that shit to the moon So you can take your crust Your burnout hippie shit’s a bust You vagrant stinky squatters aren’t worth a fuck You all act like savages You don’t take baths. You smell like cabbage God! You filthy brats just make me want to sick up
3.
Push N' Roll 02:39
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Rollin like thunder fast as lightning strikes skating for speed a thrasher’s way of life pushin with power like savages we ride mad style no fear shred until we die skate fast thrash hard carving concrete melting bones skate fast thrash hard pump for speed. push n' roll! Reckless Chaotic we storm the streets pissed and rowdy most raddest bunch you'll meet like devils we ride down the steepest grade up for a challenge down for a race Skating beer in hand we're terror on wheels drunk. high. we destroy the apshalt and hills rockers on rockets we shred and do it well burn the city to the ground and skate on down to hell
4.
Chivalry Is Dead 02:51
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I don’t want to take you out on a date I just want you to sit on my face I don’t want to do anything you ask me to I just want to get deep inside you I ain’t no gentleman Ain’t gonna hold your hand Oh baby don’t be sore Ain’t playing games just out to score I ain’t gonna make you dinner But getting up in them guts would killer At risk of sounding crass, I’d eat anything out your ass girl I’d be the one to tear that shit up fast, cause.. I’m not gonna waste my time On a bitch who ain’t down for a mustache ride So you think I’m scum because I want to make you cum Don’t be a drag girl. Let’s have some fun
5.
Cashing In (time's up) 04:45
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Bust through the door with shotguns pointing through locked and loaded the barrel stares right at you I've come to pump your body full of rounds I've come to put your punk ass in the ground Locked on! Now I've got you in my sights no chance to run when you are paralyzed in fright and now your time has come Time to collect on a job well done Hunter for hire Mercenary on a mission Blow you to bits for a buck Dead is what he's dishing I make my living through dealing death Money earned by taking your very last breath Hit's put out so it's so I go after the purse I'm just a stone cold killer with no remorse Steady watching as I creep by in the dark With calculated skill i set after my mark You don't even get a chance to feel the chill Of my knife's through your neck. TARGET KILLED I've got no motives whatsoever I just have nothing to lose I'm just a man with munitions and the skills to boot You got the cash then you got a kill Gimme a name and I'll bring their head Killing is my business so gimme a call whenever you need someone dead

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Gnar World Order is making waves with their debut release, as the Galveston Island thrashers rally up the troops in their fight against Shoobie-kind! Armed with music gear, Black-cats, steel chairs, pocket sand and beach rocks they'll be making the first move to bring about the War on Tourism.

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released November 11, 2012

Drums - Vic "Thor" Resendiz
Bass - D.J. Ellis
Vocals - Pete Hesher
Guitar - Double Danger Dave

Recorded by Andrew Schmidt of Giant Battle Monster.

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