Plastic Sinner
 
								
							
							
Produced by KoS - Kings Of Subhumans and Alessandro Gavazzi
							Recorded, mixed and mastered on summer 2016 by Alessandro Gavazzi at Hell Smell Studio in Rome 
							You can buy the limited edition CD in our official E-Commerce website.
							
Mayday (Application Mind Control)
							Mayday your baby is sharing her tits on every social platform
 
							Does it make you wonder?
 
							If God was the tv devil is a tablet
 
							We turned off the tv turning on stupic fucking smartphones
 
							Does it make you wonder?
 
							
 
							Application mind control
 
							
 
							Mayday this ship is still sinking in this shitty hole we are calling summer
 
							Does it make you wonder?
 
							If God was the Tv Devil is a tablet
 
							Turn off the tv and selfies with the puppies for your mamadoes it make you wonder?
 
							
 
							Application mind control
 
							Facebook,instagram,whazzup,twitter
 
							
 
							MAYDAY,MAYDAY,MAYDAY,MAYDAY
 
							 
							
Without you
							It must be something after
 
							It must be someone out there
 
							When i fall asleep
 
							As i’m fallin
 
							I have fallen asleep
 
							It must be someone else there
 
							It must be you beside me
 
							When i fall asleep
 
							If i’ll miss you i will meet you in my dreams
 
							
 
							Without you i slowly drown under
 
							
 
							In whispers made by chemical
 
							And bruises turning yellow
 
							Now Nothing seems real now nothing seems real
 
							
 
							Without you i slowly drown in the deepest part of my heart
 
							Without you i’m crucified as a marthyr lost inside my eye
 
							
 
							Without you i slowly drown under
 
											
							
Freedom, Prison, Threesome
							You,You,You,You
 
							So far away from god
 
							But god is the only thing you sold out
 
							You sell him in the mud you sell him in the garbage of godstown
 
							Where preachers drive a van ,preachers dressed in gold and nosense
 
							So desperatly in need of consens
 
							
 
							In love with this ancient kind of fullish blindness in front of your  will
 
							In totally freedom i guess a prison your fucking threesome
 
							
 
							You are really full of churches
 
							So Pretty little churces in this town
 
							And stinking tourist’s guide 
 
							They don’t what they say and i ask why?
 
							Men hunged on a cross we’ll never have enough
 
							On Sunday you are all saints and charity on sale in this town
 
							
 
							In love with this ancient kind of fullish blindness in front of your  will
 
							In totally freedom i guess a prison your fucking threesome
 
							
 
							You,you,you,you,you,you,you,you
 
							
Who shot the Rabbit
 (Spread your love)
                                                        
							It’s just a matter of fact
  
							Your life is just a mess dirty sticky fingers
 
							It’s not a crime to escape so
 
							What are you waiting for?
 
							This is your remaining time to live
 
							So do what you should and never stop breathin’
 
							And take a look at your face now
 
							What are you waiting for?
 
							
 
							Take the first flight high
 
							Make it real
 
							Let’s spread your love
 
							
 
							Who said :”everybody is looking for a place”?(just like the first time)
 
							A place not a cage, you fucked the queen and shoot the rabbit. (always the first time)
 
							It’s just a matter of faith so
 
							Is this the right way boy? Is this the wrong way boy?
 
							What is the right way boy? What is the wrong way boy?
 
							
 
							Take the first flight high
 
							Make it real 
 
							Let’s spread your love
 
							
 
							No denials ,no more fear
 
							You are the insect in your own ear
 
							On a suicide face put a smile
 
							C’moan brother ,sisters
 
							Let’s spread your love for a while
 
							No denials no denials
 
							
 
							Spread your love 
 
							This is your remaining time to live
 
							
Endlessy
							Rome is where i was born
 
							Where the blond river flows
 
							Since the reign of none
 
							Before saint peter before the popes
 
							Before the saints became statuettes
 
							That you sell for gold
 
							Jubelee souvenir
 
							
 
							It drowns Endlessly how it drowns
 
							
 
							And everyday we feel the same sense of decay
 
							How can a cradle become a grave?
 
							In the hands of thieves once black shirt dorks
 
							Aping emperors  Seven cities beneath
 
							
 
							It drowns
  
							Endlessly 
 
							It drowns
 
							
 
							Someone else promise land
 
							Oh my beautiful sunset
 
							Not Arab people, not Balkan people, not ancient people but a living nation, an European nation: and what are you? A Land of infants, hungry, corrupt, ruled by servants of farmers, reactionary prefects ,small minded lawyers with greased hair and dirty feet, bastard liberal officials like bigoted uncles, a barracks, a seminar, a free beach, all a mess! 
 
							Millions of petty bourgeois like millions of pigs
 
graze pushing under the unscathed buildings,
 
							between colonial houses now peeling like churches.
 
							Just because you existed, now you don't exist,
 
							just because you have existed, you are not aware.
 
							And just because you're a Catholic, you can't think that your evil is all evil: the fault of all evil. Just go deep into this beautiful sea, free the world.
 
 
Endlessly
							
Plastic Sinner
							It’s difficult to lock that door
							It’s not easy if you throw away the key
							Even if a kingdom falls  kingdoms rise in the name of sin,
							
 
							So real, so near, so obscene
  
							
 
							Plastic sinner hearts for dinner
 	
							
 
							Open you arms  pray your gods
 
							Love is lost 
 
							I think i found your missing key
 
							
 
							So real,so near,so obscene
 
							
 
							Plastic Sinner hearts for dinner
 
							
New model hero
							New model hero pet of the year yeah
 
							Stronger than sorrow stronger than fear     yeah
 
							Skin never jaded ,always teeth clean        yeah
 
							Oh new model hero in my reality show      yeah
 
							
 
							How d’you grow your appeal?
 
							How d’you get your fucking pills
 
							
 
							New model hero with ten thousand egos   yeah
 
							Powered by iron with titanic wings             yeah
 
							Hungry for glory hungry for shit.         yeah
 
							Oh new model hero with ten thousand egos    yeah
 
							
 
							How d’you grow your appeal?
 
							How d’you get your fucking pills
 
							
Kings of Subhumans
 
							Should I believe that subhumans are kings as such totally free to reject and denie to mind?
 
							Masters and servants together eating your bread and drinking yor wine
 
							You love is overrated
 
							
 
							Give me just a chanche to quit right now
 
							All my possibilities in this time
 
							Give me just a chance to quit right now
 
							Give me back my money this game is a scandal
 
							
 
							C’moan bet on this interlude of rock n roll
 
							
 
							Give me just a chanche to quit right now
 
							All my possibilities in this time
 
							Give me just a chance to quit right now
 
							Give me back my money this game is a scandal
 
							
Be carefull with the pigs Cech
							So good morning Mr. Cech is here
 
							Everybody needs a fix to get well now
 
							So c’moan now don’t let us down
 
							Everybody needs a fix to get well now
 
							
 
							C’moan c’moan c’moan c’moan
 
							Everybody needs a fix to get well now
 
							
 
							C’moan c’moan c’moan c’moan
 
							Everybody needs to get well so please Cech Come
 
							
 
							We are so grateful for you to come here
 
							Everybody needs a fix to get well now
 
							But be careful in this glasshouse
 
							There’s a pig with a gun in his hand so
 
							
 
							C’moan c’moan c’moan c’moan
 
							Everybody needs a fix to get well now
 
							
 
							C’moan c’moan c’moan c’moan
 
							Everybody needs to get well so please Cech Come
 
							Be careful Cech we love you ,We need you
 
							
Vondelpark (Psychedelic star)
 
							It starts shaking all the ground shaking all around
 
							Never heard that sound never felt that sound
 
							If i’m staring at a tree speaking with a bee
 
							Let me live my trip leave me here in peace
 
							
 
							This is what you get when you free your mind
 
							This is what you get when you loose you mind
 
							
 
							Hey you
 
							
 
							What you give is what you get
 
							
 
							It’s shaking all the ground shaking all around
 
							Never heard that sound never felt that sound
 
							This is what you get when it sets you free
 
							This is an hurricane and we are in his eye
 
							
 
							I had enough now give me some shit coz i need an exit
 
							I had enough now give me some shit coz i’m not your psychedelic star
 
							Hey you
 
							






 
                                                                                
                                                                         
                                                                                
                                                                        