Rat​-​King

by Disco Machine Gun

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released June 1, 2009

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Disco Machine Gun Wilmington, Delaware

The idea of Disco Machine Gun began in late 2006 with a few riffs. The moniker was created during a drunken one man dance at a party in May 2008. The actual band began work a couple days later. Since then members have come and gone and many a song has been written. Disco Machine Gun will never end. ... more

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Track Name: K.I.L.L.S.
Music: Disco Machine Gun, Lyrics: Roberts
Track Name: The Sky Is Falling
I see you countin’ little angel
Countin’ like I do
I hear the crackin’ and the breakin’
I wanna break with you

Since you know
I’ll be good
Take our time

Gonna make you my one and only
Least I’m gonna try

Take my love
Till the day it dies
Shake my love
Till it’s zombified

I gotta tell you lovely lady
Treking’s got me tired
But if you can tolerate my mumbling
I’ll trek another mile

Brothels pass
Mary screams
Homeless dine

Your Evel’s coming pretty damsel
And he’s in his prime

The sky is falling on us darling
The sky is falling
The sky is falling on us darling
The sky is falling
Track Name: Ricochet
It started slow
A flawless span
The devil and you
Lying hand in hand

The war was done
All ties now frayed
No Sarasota kiss
Or ticker-tape parade

An impostor Christ
Under crown of faux
His urine doused vestment
Casts messianic glow

Assassination scheme
Deicide Zion
The trinity dissolved
Of father, ghost, and son

How does it feel
To know
That he wants you
And nothing else
Nothing else
The boy wants you
And nothing

It’s easier
You both have aged
Trigger fingers twitch
So it’s bombs away

Her bed looks warm
Can’t help but sleep
All the lies you’ve lied
Become secrets to keep

I fell down near the bottom
While the smoke turned my lungs gray
She was my lover, my respirator, a perfect sin, my ricochet

How does it feel
To know
That she wants you
And nothing else
Nothing else
The girl wants you
And nothing
Track Name: King Of The Mountain
Potion for disaster, the queen got plastered
While successor stood behind with shiv
Blood let in disguise, her twilight soul cries
Were muffled by the kings protest to live

Blonde supplanted red like the line she bled
Her majesties remembrance was no more
Fickle masses bowed to the next scion
No recollection of the former whore

Fuck your degradation’s, fuck your elation’s
Motherfuck the creature that you fake
Raze your idle kisses, ignite your wishes
And the past you live in, at the stake

We are the gods of concept and trial
Molotov ideal’s flow like the river Nile
To the earth’s bull’s eye our war machine’s file
With a dirty bomb, sparked by an FM dial

I will change
Your last name
I will change
Your last name

We’ve been coming a long time
Coming from the start
I play king of the mountain
And the mountain is your heart

The mountain is your heart
The mountain is your heart
The mountain is your heart
The mountain is your heart
Track Name: Brush Strokes
Chloe a sinner, a sinner you are
Lost half your cloths in the back seat of my car
Walk barefoot in your garden my toes call your name
Stare at your picture while thumbing the frame

I know that it’s hard
And I know that it’s not fair
But should you find Mecca
I hope to meet you there

Confusion sleeps in your curls, laughs rest in your knees
Your fingers tips still call my lips, they’re begging me to please
A cancer that never leaves the home between my ears
My eyes rolling back slowly will miss you year by year

This summer looks bleak my friend, this summer looks dead
If she gets any colder, I’ll put a hole right through my head
I hear your tears falling, I can see your frown
I hope this is the only time I’ve ever let you down

Your brush strokes are all that I see
Your brush strokes are all that I need
Your brush strokes are all that I see
Your brush strokes are all that I need

I know that it’s hard
And I know that it’s not fair
But should you find Mecca
I hope to meet you there