Chernobyl Intentions

by Soviet Fourth Grader

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First EP from Soviet Fourth Grader

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released November 9, 2016

Anatoli: music, lyrics, mixing, mastering
Konstantinos: lyrics, mischief, moonshine, blastering

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Soviet Fourth Grader Missoula, montana

We first made music with dead herring against septic tanks at national production facility of Stanislavia! Now government money from America buys us all kinds of artist equiptment for making our premium music. You like!

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Track Name: Art School
Can you count your broken dreams?
Can you count your broken dreams?
Can you count your broken dreams?
1234
Daddy likes to drink and scream
Daddy likes to drink and scream
Daddy likes to drink and scream
Brian likes to skateboard
Daddy found a drawing pad
Naked bodies make him mad
Art is for the bourgeoisie
He beat him with the skateboard
Teacher asked about the bruise
Brian didn't tell the truth
He said he fell but teacher knew
He wasn't on the skateboard

Art school, skateboard
Daddy is a half-pipe, skate across his face

Teacher called the CPS
Teacher called the CPS
Teacher called the CPS
Brian rode his skateboard
When they finally took his dad
When they finally took his dad
When they finally took his dad
Brian wasn't sad
Brian focused on his grades
Then applied to out of state
All the schools that daddy hates
Brian went to art school
Daddy watches from afar
Brian painting birds on cars
Loving art is a skateboard
And daddy is a half-pipe

Art school, skateboard
Daddy is a half-pipe, skate across his face

Can you count your broken dreams?
Can you count your broken dreams?
Can you count your broken dreams?
1234 No
Track Name: Election Year
Fuck you
Vote for this?
Fuck no
Suck my dick

You want me to vote for you after everything you've done?
I'd rather buy up some illegal arms and shoot myself with a gun
I'll get them cheap from those oil wars you started, it's not hard to find one of those
Or maybe I'll just steal it from any American home, but I gotta get there before you foreclose

Take two road flares, label them D and R, and set your family on fire
That, my friends, is American politics, and we're burning to death on its pyre
Fuck your politics and fuck your elections, you're just animals trapped in a zoo
People in the streets are being murdered every day and pretty soon they will be coming after you

Oink, oink, oink go the piggies to the crowd
If you step outta line they will beat you to the ground
March, march, march go the soldiers in the street
Gotta keep the status quo, make our voices obsolete
Make our voices obsolete
Make our voices obsolete

I'm done
Count me out

Take two road flares, label them D and R, and set your family on fire
That, my friends, is American politics, and we're burning to death on its pyre
Fuck your politics and fuck your elections, you're just animals trapped in a zoo
People in the streets are being murdered every day and pretty soon they will be coming after you

Oink, oink, oink go the piggies to the crowd
If you step outta line they will beat you to the ground
March, march, march go the soldiers in the street
Gotta keep the status quo, make our voices obsolete
Make sure history repeats
Gonna grind us into meat
See us dying in the heat
And they're stopping our heartbeats
I have blisters on my feet
Track Name: The Homosexual Agenda
Now I lay me down to sleep
A load of bullshit at my feet
If they murder me tonight
Expose their evil book of lies

Mega-nun, on the run, taste of sainthood on thy tongue
Make us suffer, make us pure, virtue is the only cure
Here to make the sinners pay, you hate the blacks and Jews and gays
But pedophiles all get jobs where little boys will slob their knobs
If we do not pay our tithe, you want to put us to the knife
But soon the truth will be revealed, all the livelihoods you steal
We'll spin your crosses upside down, throw our shackles to the ground
We won't take it any more, you're gonna lose the culture war

Human sacrifices are going on today
They may not even kill you, but they'll take your life away

Now I lay me down to sleep
A load of bullshit at my feet
If they murder me tonight
Expose their evil book of lies

Mega-priest on the run, taste of Satan on thy tongue
Found out your life has no worth, guess that's why you salt the earth
Can't get married if you're queer, no abortions anywhere
Pleasuring your dick is bad, I guess it must make Jesus mad
Women are just property, do not kiss them where they pee
That stuff is for little boys, priests will use them all as toys
Separate the church and state, maybe we can stop the hate
Start to fix our broken home before we're Beyond Thunderdome

Human sacrifices are going on today
They may not even kill you, but they'll take your life away

Tell the people, tell the press
Never give up, never rest
Someday everyone will see
We won't stop until we're free
Now I lay me down to sleep
A load of bullshit at my feet
If they murder me tonight
Expose their book of lies
Track Name: Police State
Oh, helloski
I am, how you say, Russian guyovich
and this is the Police State

It is time for searching of your cavity?
Something says yes
Oh no, it's okay
Just relax, it'll all be over soon

This is where you start to run
When man in blue pulls out his gun
Police have come to shoot you down
Only 'cause your skin is brown

Do you have your papers, comrade?
Have you paid your bribes? No?
A state of and for police
Is a state that needs to
Breakout
Breakout

They can lock you in a cell
There's no one they have to tell
Police have come to lock you down
But only 'cause your skin is brown

Do you have your papers, comrade?
Have you paid your bribes? No?
A country full of secret jails
Is a state that needs to
Breakout
Breakout
Track Name: Hypodermic Shadows
Have you seen the ribbons?
The kind that shoot out
That shoot out of junkies
From eyes and mouths
Ribbons reach out and come alive
The kind that won't wrap presents
Siphoning life and stealing things
A thousand hells for heaven

Hypodermic shadows sting you in the night
Pierce your skin and drain the vein and fill it with moonlight
Hypodermic shadows sting you in the night
Pierce your skin and drain the vein and fill it with moonlight

Junkie Jackie Ribbons
Lone-wolf burglar force
Robbed the Golden Fang
So they drowned him in horse

Hypodermic shadows sting you in the night
Pierce your skin and drain the vein and fill it with moonlight
Overdose in overdrive
Gain pushed to the top
Tubes are overheating
Till your heart just fuckin' stops