shiro44

So my friends and I decided to start a band. Of course, none of us can play any instruments, but that did that stop the Sex Pistols? NO! So we decided we were going to start writing songs that shadow our life as members of the US Military Intelligence community. Our first album is entitled Double Your Twenties, which means absolutely nothing to anyone except those of us who have gone through the training we have. I wrote the title track to it the other day. It sucks pretty bad, but it was a hell of a lot of fun writing it.
DOUBLE YOUR TWENTIES
Verse 1:
Thralls lined up like a rotten snake
Walking the procession of your own wake
We'll rape your mind of its spirit fire
Cast your dreams to the funeral pyre
You no longer have any chance for hope
With your right hand you tied your own rope
You're now in Hell's zoo
Freedom's untrue
And now there's just one thing that you have to do

CHORUS:
Double your twenties x 8

VS 2

Existance tied down with wire chains
While Sammy's curse mutates your brains
Hear his dead voice 'til you wail and weep
You can't even escape in the depths of your sleep
Your body will melt as we test your phase
You will be here 'til the end of your days
Live and die by his hand
You will understand
Don't you get it, you fuck, you're not even a man

CHORUS

Double your twenties
Double your twenties
This is not a request, fuck
This is our command
Double your twenties
Double your twenties
Total conformity's
What we fuckin' demand
Double your twenties
Double your twenties
Your just our tool
You have no control
Double your twenties
Double your twenties
We gave you a life
Now you owe us your soul