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U.S.A 03:50
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U. S. A. by Greg Englesson U. S. A. hey hey hey how do you stand? it’s your profit motive that makes you so grand and anti-human attitude is that your food? you are so crude it puts me in a bad mood yet I am part of you so too all the rest in fact without us you do not last yet it’s only a few who really benefit and the rest who eat the shit for that majority of our nation who eat and invest the dedication what is real remains unseen what they feel is only a dream who are all of them they fly around the world again and again all a part of diplomacy in the name of the company wine and dine have a good time while in South Africa they’re dying in a a mind die die die, diamond mine…
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Caffeine Fiend 03:00
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Caffeine Fiend by Greg Englesson I’m a caffeine fiend and I’m running out of fuel I’m a caffeine fiend and I’m scurrying like a fool my head grows sore from the lack of my fix give me another cup or maybe five or six my mind needs the stimulation for my mental masturbation but my nerves can hardly stand my selection of a brand from Maxwell House to Nescafe which advertisement will I obey racing through the isles of the gray folds of my brain the shopping cart of my mind is driving me insane what thought to select as if I should care it’s the way we live our lives that I can hardly bear
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God Is On My Side 03:29
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God Is On My Side by Greg Englesson God is on my side yes he is God is on my side mister show biz God is on my side up against the wall God is on my side I must heed his call God is on my side in El Salvador God is on my side he loves blood and gore God is on my side I wish he’d get off God is on my side he loves to play golf God is on my side a cross in his hand God is on my side carving up the land God is on my side I can hardly breathe God is on my side I’m beginning to seethe I’m marching to the tune of a gluttonous soul He’s making me lose my self control I hear him in the airwaves and in the magazines God’s the latest craze and he sells designer jeans God is on my side digging into me God is on my side got me on my knees God is on my side a fanatical God is on my side I’m maniacal God is on my side aiding the contras God is on my side a taxing mantra God is on my side in my mattress God is on my side giving me gas God is on my side at the stadium God is on my side he digs uranium God is on my side a brain for a heart God is on my side the testy old fart I’m marching to the tune of a gluttonous soul He’s making me lose my self control I hear him on the airwaves and in the magazines God’s the latest craze and he sells designer jeans God is on my back a frightened monkey He’s eating a big mac and smelling funky God is on my back a frightened monkey He’s eating a big mac and smelling funky
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Pig On a Hog 04:39
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Pig on a Hog by Greg Englesson I was riding late at night on the subway car I was no really going to go too far but I had my foot up on the seat and the man comes in walking the beat He knocks my foot down onto the floor swinging that club like a wild boar I say hay ho, well don’t ya know I’ve been working all day got a blister on my toe Pig on a Hog blue underground the law, the law the transit hound He didn’t let the kid play the radio the kid said officer why don’t you let go he jacked that kid up against the wall and cracked that stick across his skull the kid said hey yo well o. k. I’m just trying to get to work to collect my pay the cop said now boy you listen to me I’m keeping things safe for democracy Pig on a Hog blue underground the law, the law the transit hound While I was riding those rails I was picking my nose and this cop began to wail with a rubber hose well then I woke up was it out of a dream I was getting a ticket for littering He asked me for my name and address I said it’s my nose put me under arrest he slapped them hand cuffs around my wrists and called ahead for more cops to assist Pig on a Hog blue underground the law, the law there transit hound Like Eleanor Bumpers and Michael Stewart I’ve got an injustice I must report the old lady they shot and they strangled Mike what the hell do we got another third reich? I mean my membrane I wiped on my own shirt so the cops can drag my face through the dirt bounce me up the stairs and into the street the butchers treat me like a side of beef Pig on a Hog blue underground the law, the law the transit hound Well a few months later at a rock and roll club when the show was over I went and got mugged I lost all the money that I had I was running around raged crazed and mad a cop puled up found I had no I. D. tried to pick me up for vagrancy I said you idiot I just got mugged he jumped off his hog and gave me his club
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Chronic Citizens 02:52
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Chronic Citizens by Greg Englesson Hail to the east Hail to the west Hail to the right Hail to the left Hail all the governments spread across the globe Hail landlords, paying rents increasing manifold we are all citizens… Chronic Citizens… and we must Break Free… Sitting in your armchair flooding through the streets strapped in with despair wishing for the beat pushing all your paper reading magazines can’t afford a waiter so you’re eating pork & beans we are all citizens Chronic Citizens… and we must Break Free… We are all stuck here together fettered by the powers that be like branches gathered at the mouth of a river we are waiting… we are rushing… we are raging… to Break Free… Falling on our knees praising plastic leaders like buzzing swarms of bees paying mega-meters beading sweat, pressure upon your fore head paying bills and leisure wishing you were dead are all citizens Chronic Citizens… and we must Break Free… Starving kids in Africa AIDS sexual disease volcano in Colombia Dad, can’t I have the keys? Hijacking foreign diplomats cancer on the brain High officials in the government snorting up cocaine we are all citizens Chronic Citizens… and we must Break Free… Swaying to and fro like waves upon the sea feel the undertow just before… we crash the shore… Break free!!!
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Hit Squad 03:47
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Hit Squad by Greg Englesson Hit Squad Hit Squad Hit Squad Gaddafi is God is God is God Reagan’s head is on the nod flying miles out of the way flying flying U. S. A. gonna kill your mother and child pounding virgins so tender and mild asid lee ha ya hoo all in the name of Mr. Magoo Hit Squad Hit Squad Hit Squad terror terror in your ism why not blow your fucking schism gonna gun annihilate gotta problem can’t relate blow ‘em high blow ‘em low blow ‘em flying G. I. Joe all in the same name Ronald Muammar playing games… gonna make another threat calling up the Viet Vet sending in another jet to make Muammar your favorite pet Hit Squad Hit Squad ripping through your supermarket blasting off another rocket human flesh and animal carcass mixed up in carnivorous circus Hit Squad Hit Squad Hit Squad clamoring for the top of the heap just bought myself a surplus jeep driving through the school yard kids scattered charred and marred leftovers go to the National Guard leftovers go to the National Guard all in the same name Ronald Muammar playing games…
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Suck-cess 04:56
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Suck-cess by Greg Englesson in the morning the alarm rings in my head i shake my body get out of bed down the stairs shit and piss i clench the toothbrush in my fist jesus didn’t eat fried eggs for breakfast he didn’t wear no underwear I put on my pants my shoes and socks get in my car there radio talks i drive so far in my fucking car to get to my job where i sweat like a hog standing on my feet frying up hamburger meat suck-cess suck-cess where does it lie the girl next door apple pie four on the floor a two car garage make room for more consumer garbage stacks and stacks of permanent press slacks sacks and sacks of universal knick knacks proof that you’ve been and seen every crevice of the american dream suck-cess suck-cess suck suck suck suck-cess suck suck suck suck-cess suck suck suck suck-cess rush around so you can wait love love love that hate hate hate suck-cess suck-cess can you withstand the stress of suck-cess it’s all a part of business now your on a diet medication under the tongue exercise at the office you better watch it when you come suck-cess suck-cess suck suck suck suck-cess suck suck suck suck-cess suck suck suck suck-cess success is but a game success is on the brain success is the death of the spirit in the flesh suck suck suck suck-cess suck suck suck suck-cess suck suck suck excess
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I Want to Buy the Elephant Man 05:37
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I Want To Buy the Elephant Man by Greg Englesson I’ve got a million in my hand. I want to buy the Elephant Man. Yes I can! Yes I can! Buy! Buy! The Elephant Man. Put his bones in a jar. Take them for a ride in my car. Do you know who you are? I am a big big star. I want to buy the Elephant Man. Yes I can! Yes I can! Buy! Buy! The Elephant Man. I’ve got a billion in my hand. I want to buy the Elephant Man. Yes I can! Yes I can! Buy! Buy! The Elephant Man. I bought a brand new face. Now I’m a member of another race. It’s time and money I love to waste. Lets send them bones into space. I want to buy the Elephant Man. Yes I can! Yes I can! Buy! Buy! The Elephant Man. I’ve got a trillion in my hand. I want to buy the Elephant Man. Yes I can! Yes I can! Buy! Buy! The Elephant Man. I bought all the Beatles songs. I know what’s right and what is wrong. I want them bones oh how I long, to make Bubbles as big as King Kong. I want to buy the Elephant Man. Yes I can! Yes I can! Buy them, buy them, buy them bones, gonna buy them, buy them, buy them bones, them bones, them bones, gonna buy them bones, buy them, buy them, buy them bones.
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Capital Cult 04:41
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Capital Cult By Greg Englesson why do you live in here?? crawling down to the center of your fear praising those you do not trust the ones who wallow in self-lust they tell you everything's alright sit and starve and watch the space flight defending ourselves against all those who we ideologically oppose the technocrats have it all worked out the bureaucrats know what it’s about you and me sit and wonder why how and when we’re gonna die we run around aimlessly confused while commercials bring us the news decoration in the pentagon talking usage of the nuclear bomb isn’t it the fucking case they’re planning for destruction of the race that’s O.K. ‘cause america will strive to be the only one to survive underground in a vault they’ll develop a capital cult with all their money and their lies mcDonald’s hamburgers and french fries they pace around in their distress chanting “america, it’s the best” they’ll be harbored in cancerous shells twiddling thumbs and biting nails nothing to do nothing to see stale food and rampant disease who could believe to be so dumb they were protecting their free-dumb free-dumb free-dumb dumb dumb

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© ℗ 1987 Greg Englesson
This is the lower east side NYC garage-punk band's debut record which was distributed in the US and Europe... referred to by British press as a "modern R&B alternative" and was an underground hit in the USSR (on home-copied cassette tapes).
"Greg Englesson has one of those full-bodied, rock and roll voices that blows you away! You know the kind that could sing the phone book and make you pay attention." Ellen Geisel (Buzz Reviews)

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released May 1, 1988

Produced by founder and frontman Greg Englesson
Recorded and Mixed by Jono Manson
Greg Englesson: Vocals, Dan Electro and acoustic guitars
Ken Miller: Farfisa organ, harmonica back ground vocals
Peter Miller: lead guitar
John Gullo: drums, background vocals
Jonny Balfus: bass

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Greg Englesson (Mr. E) Kingston, New York

Chronic Citizen Greg Englesson
is a Funky Roots Rocking Poet playing Topical Lyrical Folk Rap 
spiced with social satire wound in a Zen blender. Greg E a Prolific songwriter/ storyteller has a background in Ethical Social & Political Philosophy. ... more

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