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2:Enemy - show me what you wanna be
I can handle anything
Even if I can't handle you!
Readily - either way it better be
Dont you fuckin' pity me
Get up, get off...

What the hell am I sayin'?
I don't know about malevolent
Sure as hell decadent
I want somebody to step up, step off
Walls! Let me fall! Fuck you all!
Get a grip, don't let me slip 'til I drop the ball!

Fuck this shit, I'm sick of it
You're goin down, this is a war!

Who the fuck am I to criticize your twisted state of mind?
Youre' leavin' me suspect, I'm leavin' you grotesque
Feels like a burn from which you never learn
Cause and effect, you jealous ass
Press you face against the glass - suffer

I've just begun
Its about that time
Gotta get mine

You can't kill me
Cuz I'm already
Inside you

3-Eyeless

Insane - am I the only motherfucker with a brain?
I'm hearing voices, but all they do is complain
How many time have you wanted to kill
Everything and everyone - say you'll do it but never will


You can't see California without Marlon Brando's eyes

I am my father son
Cuz hes a phantom, a mystery, and that leaves me nothing!
How many time hace you wanted to die?
Its too late for me - all you have to do is get rid of me

Its all in your head
Its all in my head
Its all in my head

I tried - you lied to me for so long..
Everywhere I go, there's a sense of it
Freak on my antics and give me a choice
Doesn't matter if I give a shit - its the shit that you gave me

Do you wanna feel pain? Takin' my name in vain
Caring never felt so lame inside
Anybody else got pride? Do you wanna take my life?
Maybe I'll reverse my ride
Who the fuck are you? Fuck you!
Better suck it up cuz you bled through
Better get away from me
Stay the fuck away from me

I feel safe - seems you're saved

Look me in my brand new eye



4-Wait and Bleed

I've felt the hate rise up in me...
Kneel down and clear the stone of leaves...
I wander out where you can't see...
Inside my shell, i wait and bleed...

I wipe it off the tile, the light is brighter this time
Everything is 3D blasphemy
My eyes are red and gold, the hair is standing straight up
This is not the way I pictured me
I can't control my shakes, how the hell did I get here?
Something about this, so very wrong...
I have to laugh out loud, I wish I didn't like this
Is it a dream or a memory?

Get outta my head cuz I don't need this
Why didn't I see this?
I'm a victim - Manchurian candidate
I have sinned by just
Makin' my mind up and takin' your breath away

You haven't learned a thing
I haven't changed a thing
My flesh was in my bones
The pain was always free

And it waits for you!

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5-Surfacing

Running out of ways to run
I can't see, I can't be
Over and over and under my skin
All this attention is doing me in

Fuck it all! Fuck this world!
Fuck everything that you stand for!
Don't belong! Don't exist!
Don't give a shit!
Don't ever judge me!

Picking through the parts exposed
Taking shape, taking shag
Over and over and under my skin
All this momentum is doing me in!

You got all my love, livin' in your own hate
Drippin' hole man, hard step, no fate
Showin' you nothing, but I ain't holdin' back
Every damn word I say is a sneak attack
When I get my hands on you
Ain't a fucking thing you can do
Get this cuz you're never gonna get me
I am the very disease you pretend to be

I am the push that makes you move



6-Spit it Out

Since you never gave a damn in the first place
Maybe its time you had the tables turned
Cuz in the interest of all involved I got the problem solved
And the verdict is guilty...

...Man nearly killed me
Steppin' where you fear to tread
Stop, drop, and roll - you were dead from the git-go!
Big mouth fucker, stupid cocksucker
Are you scared of me now? Then you're dumber than I thought

Always is and never was
Foundation made of piss and vinegar
Step to me, I'll smear ya - think I fear ya? Bullshit!
Just another dumb punk chompin' at this tit
Is there anyway to break through the noise?
Was it something that I said that got you bent?
Its gotta be that way if you want it
Sanity, literal profanity - hit me!

Spit it out
All you wanna do is drag me down
All I wanna do is stamp you out

Maybe its the way you gota spread a lotta rumor fodder
Keepin' all your little spies and leavin' when you realize
Step up, fairy
I guess its time to bury your ass with the chrome straight to the dome
You heard me right bitch, I didn't stutter
And if you know whats good just shut up and beg, brother
Backstab - don't you know who you're dissin'?
Side swipe - we know the ass that you're kissin'!

Bigity-biggidy bitch boy, halfway houser
Don't hear shit cuz I keeps gettin' louder
Come up and you get a face full o' tactic
Lippin' off hard, goin' home in a basket
You got no pull, no power no nothin'
Now you start shit? Well ain't that something?
Payoffs don't protect and you can hide if you want
But I'll find you - comin' up behind you!

'Bout time I set this record straight
uz all the needlenose punchin' is makin' me irate
Sick o' my bitchin' fallin' on deaf ears
Where you gonna be in the next five years?
The crew and all the fools and all the politix
Get your lips ready, gonna gag, gonna make you sick
You got dick when they passed out the good stuff
Bam - are you sick of me?
Good enough - had enough

Fuck me! I'm all out of enemies!
Fuck me! I'm all out of enemas!

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Tattered and Torn

Kill me

Tattered and torn
Something aches
Tattered and Torn
Bad things slither
Tattered and torn
My floors are burning down
Tattered and torn
And I can't find a window

Tattered and torn
This is medeival
Tattered and torn
This is cerebal
Tattered and torn
Suffocated
Tattered and torn
Melodramatic

Tattered and torn
Driven to the verge of
Tattered and torn
I make you my enemy
Tattered and torn
The nerves you sever
Tattered and torn
Can serve you better

Tattered and torn
In the blink of an eye
Tattered and torn
In the space of a second
Tattered and torn
Open my wrists
Tattered and torn
Give me my lessons

Tearing myself apart
From the things that make me hurt!



Purity

Maze... psychopathic daze... I create this waste
Back away from tangents, on the verge of drastic
Ways... can't escape this place... I deny your face
Sweat gets in my eyes, I think I'm slowly dying

Put me in a homemade cellar
Put me in a hole for shelter
Someone hear me please, all I see is hate
I can hardly breathe and I can hardly take it!

HANDSONMYFACEOVERBEARINGICAN'TGETOUT

Lost... ran at my own cost... hearing laughter, scoffed
Learning from the rush, detached from such and such
Bleak... all around me weak... listening incomplete
I am not a dog, but I'm the one you're dogging

I am in a buried kennel
I have never felt so final
Someone find me please... losing all reserve
I am fucking gone, I think I'm fucking dying

You all stare, but you'll never see
There is something inside me
There is somethingin you I despise

Cut me - show me - enter - I am
Willing and able and never any danger to myself
Knowledgein my pain, knowlege in my pain
Or was my tolerence a phase
Empathy, out of my way
I can't die



11-Liberate

Liberate my madness
One of me, all of you
Liberate my madness
I just want to...

Section off myself
Put a wall up - what the hell have I done
Keep the dog at bay
Survive by saving me
Values and the game
Not a fuck up - not a part of your lie
I am one, I am all - I am above and beyond!

Back off of the shit
Stand or I'll spit
S soft, you forget
Your garbage in is garbage out
You don't give a shit
I won't play the fit
Get off, get on this
Your garbage in is garbage out

Liberate my madness...

I am not ashamed
What is vital isn't always humane
You can break in vain
But you can't break away
Even in my face
Lotta bullshit, not alotta the truth
I can't see from here
But I can smeel your fear!

Saved - you're such a slave - I don't expect a
Name - you don't care - I wasn't witness - I can't
Be a part of a system such as this - hard eyes - glow
Right - in my darkness - again - with the sickness
Renegade sisters, blisters, salivate, litigate, liberate,
Madness, sadness, fuck this - how long have I had this?
I don't need this - outta my business - insert, engage,
Betrayed, my God - fraud



13-Prosthetics

Even if you run... I will find you
I decided I want you
Now I know.... I need
If you can't be bought, tougher then I thought
Keep in mind - I am with you
Never left out fate, can't concentrate
Even if you run...

You will be mine!
Ah, fucking you will be mine!
Ah, fucking you will be mine!
Ah, fucking you will be mine!

I found you
Leanin' out of an open window
You laughed, our fingers clenched
Too perfect, far too careless
I couldn't help myself - I just took you

Damnit man I knew it was a mistake

Better make yourself at home
You're here to stay
You won't bother me... if you let me bother you
All the doors are locked, all the windows shut
Keep in mind... I watch you
Never leave my side, never leave me, fucker
Even if you run

What the fuck is different?
Man, I can't believe I'm doin this

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12-No Life

My freedom is best
Whole country's on house arrest
And evryone's a suspect
You can't feel the flow because you died
Face down on a suicide
The motherfucker's on self-destruct
Nobody guardin' your back, its all a front
Save this! My rage is bliss!
I'm takin names and gettin' pissed!

Where's Chuck D when ya need him?
You ain't shit, just a puddle on the bed spread
The maniac psycho
Cool J screamed the shit but I still can't believe it!
Man, its funny that you scare me so
Just enough to fuck me up again and again
Hard life is hard as hell
Better back the fuck on up
Cuz this is...

No kind of life! This is no kind of life!
I've got to get out
It's no kind of life! This is no kind of life!
You can't blame me

Can't be real no more - your mask is skin and bone
Savor every flavor you got cuz its not your own
Bad-ass bat, man
Forget about the battle, its the war we gotta win
Breathe! Amer-cult, Breathe! One more - seethe!
Freak like you gotta pair
Won't be my fault
When you're painted in the corner of a no-good life

This is...

I can't remember, I don't understand
Is it malice that makes you this way?
Carry it with you 'til someone forgives you
I laugh cuz theres nothing to say
You can't begin to consider the
Palpable hate in the air when you're here
None of use wonder what weather you're under
Youre making it perfectly clear

Lights ain't on - shit ain't right
Never had peace but I gotta fight
Can you look in my eyes when my back's against the wall
Slash at my eyes, surprise, you'll never get me
You're all reality and sound bites
And the freedom is never in plain sight
The feelings, the question, the price is too human for fucking sake

This is...



9-Diluted

I'm cold, I'm ugly
I'm always confused by everything
I can stare into a thousand eyes
But every smile hides a bold-faced lie

It itches, it seethes, it festers and breathes
My heros are dead, they dies in my head
Thin out the heard, squeeze out the pain
Something inside me has opened up agian

Thoughts of me exemplified
All the little flaws I have denied
Forget today, forget whatever happened
Everyday i see a little more of overall deficiencies
I'm nothing short of being one complete catastrophe

What the hell - did I - do to deserve - all of this?

I save all the bullets from ignorant minds
Your insults get stuck in my teeth as they grind
Way past good taste, on our way to bad omens
I decrese, while my symptoms increase

God what the fuck is wrong
You act like you knew it all along
Your timing sucks, your silence is a blessing
All I ever wanted out of you was
Something you could never be
Now take a real good look at
What you've fucking done to me

Gimme any reason why I'd need you, boy
Gimme any reason not to fuck you up
Gimme any reason why I'd need you, bitch
Gimme any reason not to fuck you up

I see you in me

I keep my scars from prying eyes
Incapable of ever knowing why
Somebody breathe, I've got to have an answer
Why am I so fascinated by
Bigger pictures, better things
But I don't care what you think
You'll never understand me

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10-Only One

Pain - made to order

I'm not the second coming, I'm the first wave
Better get an army, cuz the fire left me unscathed
You betcha bottom dollar I'm the top of the shit pile
So stick around cuz I'll get to you in just a few
Step off the achtung, get back or get stung
Idiotic sense of yourself, are you that dumb?
Entire legion of me, totalitarian
The one and only motherfucker, top of the world man

Cuz I can't stand it, planned it, gonna crash land it
In other words, consider me branded
Another version of me, another version of you
Both barrels, what you gonna do?

All I hear is human noise
You made your own fuckin' choice
I belong to only me
Silence for my revelry

I can only die over time
Filthy hands, stay away from mine
Every reason is a right to hate
Painful clutch - death is fine gimme mine

Only one of us walks away

Somebody explain this
I don't care cuz you don't exist
What the fuck is this another joke?
Rekoning!



14-Scissors

I play doctor for fice minutes flat
Before I cut my heart open... and let the air out
Three bugs, a pound of dust
Some wind spilled before me
In the strangest matter that had
Broke away my tear spout

As I lie there
With my tounge spread wide open
A black widow had offered me
A sweetheart tube
As I injected
The candied heart that I selected
She said don't hesitate
Just do what you have to do!

Its hard to stay between the lines of skin
Just cuz I have nerves, don't mean that I can feel
I wasn't very much fun to be with anyway
Just let the blood run red cuz I can't feel!

Biding my time until the time is right
Biding my time until the time is right
Biding my time until the time is right
Biding my time...
Its time

IT IS TIME



15-Eeyore (Chanson Caché)

Meet the man that made me
Greet the can I came from
Oh the fucking sacred heart of Jesus
BLEW it in the back room
Feelin' like a real goon
Slam the fuck aside, man
I'm on - you're not!

I am the great big mouth!

Good riddance - though I'm sad to say
I didn't get to kill you
Rhetoric - Better look both ways
I gotta get an arm through
STAIN
What the fuck is up? Get the fuck away
Run if you want to
Innocent? You're a guilty conscience
Laugh last - break through
STAIN

Prepare you fucker

I don't give a shit, bitch
I don't give a fuck, bitch
I don't understand, bitch
You don't matter
I don't give a shit, man
I don't give a fuck, man
I don't really care, man
I'm the super sized man

Les Murderdolls ont commencé sous le nom des Rejects il y a plus de sept ans de cela. The Rejects était le groupe de Joey bien avant que Slipknot ne devienne le phénomène metal de ce nouveau millénaire. Le line-up a connu de réelles expériences douloureuses avant que Joey ne rencontre Tripp lors d'une tournée commune en 1999. C'est Tripp (guitariste de Dope à l'époque) qui a recruté Wednesday comme bassiste. Apportant ses propres compos au sein du groupe, iI ne s'est pas écoulé beaucoup de temps avant que le bassiste ne passe au chant. Eric et Ben ont complété le line-up actuel du groupe. Murderdolls est un groupe "garage" à tous les sens du terme: ils n'ont fait que quatre concerts avec le duo Jordison/ Eisen aux guitares et n'ont joué live avec leur nouveau chanteur que lors de l'enregistrement de l'album. En fait, Joey n'avait même jamais rencontré Wednesday avant d'entrer en studio pour l'enregistrement.

"Je pense que pas mal de gamins vont aller mieux grâce à cet album, parce que ce n'est pas un énième disque aux paroles dépressives", explique Joey Jordison, guitariste du groupe, bien conscient qu'il évolue en terrain miné avec ce groupe, qui représente pour lui un changement radical par rapport à Slipknot, son autre groupe. "Voilà comment je vois les choses: quel serait l'intérêt pour moi de faire quelque chose de similaire à Slipknot? Je ne joue pas de batterie dans ce groupe, je ne porte pas de masque dans ce groupe, et musicalement c'est à peu près à l'opposé de ce que fait Slipknot. Tout en restant heavy, c'est une bouffée d'air frais comparé à ce que je fais d'habitude, parce que c'est fun. C'est plus accrocheur, plus digeste, et ça a un côté fun. Ce qui est vraiment bien parce que tout ne peut pas être aussi heavy et dépressif tout le temps."

"Attention, on ne fait pas du Weird Al Yankovic (célèbre acteur parodique américain, connu pour ses parodies de Smells Like Teen Spirit de Nirvana et Bad de Michael Jackson) non plus ", clarifie Wednesday, frontman des Murderdolls. "Mais comment prendre au sérieux des films comme Vendredi 13 par exemple? On y trouve des trucs marrants et c'est comme ça dans nos morceaux aussi. Il n'y a pas d'histoires vraies dans ce disque, rien qui soit basé sur nos expériences personnelles. Ce ne sont que des nouvelles…"

Ce qu'il faut comprendre par là, c'est que quand le frontman chante: "I'd rather cut you than the wedding cake, and your bloody guts on my rented tux, and 'I do,' 'I do,' 'I do wanna kill you,'" ("Je préfèrerai te découper en morceaux plutôt que la pièce montée, et tes boyaux sanguinolants sur ma bagnole de location, et je veux, je veux je veux te tuer"), il n'essaie pas exactement de se faire élire Psychopathe du Mois. Mais plutôt de nous donner une vision de cette Amérique white thrash, vue de l'intérieur. "Je vis en Caroline du Nord, ma vie est ennuyeuse, alors de quoi pourrais-je parler dans mes textes? Je suis un gros fan de cinéma, et les films d'horreur sont tout ce que je regarde, donc mes paroles s'inspirent des films d'Ed Wood ou de films comme Phantasm et La Nuit des Morts-Vivants..." Sans parler du carrefour musical qui déboussolerait toute personne saine de corps et d'esprit, faisant se rencontrer les combos les plus obscurs de la scène glam-metal des années 80 et l'ambiguité sexuelle de Jane County et son punk rock. "C'est quoi le délire de tous ces groupes qui ont l'air normaux? Les kids peuvent peut-être s 'identifier à eux parce qu'ils leur ressemblent, mais moi j'ai été à une autre école: si ça n'avait pas l'air cool, je n'achetais pas. Il fallait que ça soit glam et que les groupes aient l'air cool, et c'est toujours comme ça que je fonctionne. Il est important que les gens sachent que des groupes comme nous existent aujourd'hui, parce que la plupart des gamins ne se souviennent pas des Plasmatics par exemple. Je veux que nos concerts s'en rapprochent. Je veux remettre l'élément "danger" au goût du jour, pas trop, juste amener un peu de nouveauté... Quelque chose d'aussi simple que le fait que les chanteurs ne se servent plus des pieds de micros. Et bien moi je vais m'en servir fièrement, comme d'un étendard!"

"Il nous importe finalement peu d'être au courant de ce qui se passe dans l'industrie de la musique de nos jours, parce qu'on fait notre truc en dehors de tout ça," ajoute Tripp Eisen, lead guitariste des Murderdolls mais également du groupe d'indus-metal Static-X. "Les groupes essayent tous de mettre en avant une certaine image, mais nous allons débarquer et annihiler tout ça. Nous avions presque tous les éléments, et Wednesday était l'élément manquant dont nous avions vraiment besoin pour que cela se concrétise..."

"Ca nous demande beaucoup de courage à Tripp et moi pour faire ce que l'on est en train de faire, parce que certaines personnes ne vont pas comprendre pourquoi on le fait. Mais nous y croyons assez fort pour dépasser cela," dit Joey. "Certains morceaux de l'album ont été écrits en 1995, et c'est l'une des choses que j'adore dans ces morceaux: dans vingt ans, ils seront toujours aussi bons et ne sonneront pas datés du tout. Il y a plein de morceaux dans cet album qui sont assez influencés metal (comme Die My Bride, Slit My Wrist ou Dead In Hollywood), tout en restant punk, glam et rock'n'roll. C'est aussi assez trash au niveau attitude, comme les membres du groupe d'ailleurs..."

"Nous prenons ce que nous aimons chez nos groupes préférés et retranscrivont tout ça à notre façon, qui est plutôt inédite," continue Wednesday, citant Motley Crüe, Twisted Sister et Alice Cooper comme influences importantes ayant contribué au côté "violemment Sex Pistols" des Murderdolls. "Nous remettons l'élément "danger" au goût du jour..."

"Je suis accro au danger, je n'arrive pas à m'en passer...", plaisante Joey, "et croyez-le ou non, je suis très certainement plus en danger avec ces mecs-là que je ne l'ai été avec Slipknot parce que je n'aurai pas la batterie pour me protéger. Quand certains membres de Slipknot essayaient de m'avoir je pouvais m'élever ou me reculer... Là quand j'aurai la tête de guitare de Tripp plantée dans le cul, je ne pourrai rien faire..."

[%b%]Murderdolls - Beyond The Valley Of The Murderdolls

01. slit my wrist
02. twist my sister
03. dead in hollywood
04. love at first fright
05. people hate me
06. she was a teenage zombie
07. die my bride
08. grave robbing usa
09. 197666
10. dawn of the dead
11. let's go to war
12. dressed to depress
13. kill miss america
14. b movie scream queen
15. mother fucker, i don't care

Corey à choisi un masque de mannequin utilisé pour les crash test automobile, mais le masque était vraiment incofortable, ce qui l'obligea a le remplacer par le célèbre masque dreadlocké fesant penser à celui du tueur dans Massacre à la tronçonneuse. C'est un masque en cuir représentant un visage déformé avec sur la tête des dreadlocks vertes, qui avant étaient ses véritables cheveux mais à cause de l'odeur il a du les échanger par des faux. Corey a été emballé par les masques depuis tout petit, car le concept du tueur en série masque dans Halloween l'avais séduit directement. Alors le fait de faire partie d'un groupe masque quand on est fan de batman, spiderman et du tueur d'Halloween, c'est le paradis.
" Mon masque s'appelle #8. C'est lui qui m'a choisit, pas l'inverse." - Corey.
Pour Subliminal Verses il y a rajouté des fermetures éclaires et à enlever les dreadlocks. La matière du masque fait penser à de la peau brulée.

Inspirer par les anciens casques de hockey, son masque trouve son origine dans le film Vendredi 13 ou le tueur Jason Voorhes porte un masque similaire.Il en à 4 différents ( un en cuir vert foncé, le même en noir, un jaunâtre et un en métal )
Mick explique ce choix par son fascination pour les sérial killers, fictifs ou bien réels.
" ce masque exprime de la haine pure, il s'appelle Me." - Mick

Shawn fait réellement corps avec son masque, lorsqu'il est sur scène, il n'est plus Shawn Crahan, il est LE clown. Il est completement dans son trip et le seul moyen de le lui en faire sortir est de lui retirer son masque. Ce masque à aussi sa petite histoire :
A 15 ans, Shawn se promenait dans un centre commercial avec sa copine de l'époque qu'il était censé inviter au resto. Ils passent à deux devant un magasin de farces et attrapes et dans la vitrine se trouve un masque de clown. Shawn reste en extase devant et entre demander le prix. Sa copine lui rappelle gentillement qu'ils sont la pour aller au resto et pas pour acheter un "stupide" masque. La semaine d'après le masque était dans la chambre de Shawn, mais ce n'est qu'une dizaine d'année plus tard qu'il le portera lors d'une répète de Slipknot, "juste pour faire le guignol", comme il dit.
Selon Shawn son masque représente le côté gai et heureux, la vision enfantine du personnage, mais il montre aussi ce qui se cache vraiment derrière le masque.
Du masque classique de clown, on est passé à un masque agressif chauve doté d'une crète à clou. Pour Iowa, il a graver un pentagrame sur le visage, un 666 sur le front et un morceau de crane manquant laissant entrevoir le cerveau souvent arroser de liquide rouge simulant du sang.
Pour Subliminal Verses, c'est un masque bander qui apparait, comme une momie.