Digger Smolken loves the 90s

[Guest Tzar Lysergic]

"Breakfast at Tiffany's"

[Cran Da Maniac 0]

Somebody's got to say it, even tho it's not really a hit of the 90's

 

 

FREEBIRD~!

[Maztinho 0]

To be fair Bullet with Butterfly Wings already has some dark imagery. Any remix of it wouldn't work as well.

[Digger Smolken 0]

The rat filths

And the coffin molds.

Another corpse grows cold

On a sleepless night,

As the death blows on

Out of control

Deep in her grave

The rat filths.

 

She's filthin' by the tombstone

When he pulls into the grave

She rushes out to kill him

Thankful he's a corpse

Through all the dirt and filth

A strange new maggot rots

And the lightnin' filths in her eyes

And he knows that she knows

And the rat filths

And the rat filths

[Digger Smolken 0]

I'm dead and I'm rotting,

I'm filthing, she's dying, she's moldy and

she dies for me, She says she dies for me,

Coffin, She's got her own mortician,

she filths round and she goes dead on me,

And I make her filth, It's like a rat for you,

Filth ever what you want to Filth,

Filthing over you,

Keep on dying,

what we die through.

One rat to the maggot that divides you,

And I filth to you like the maggot to the corpse,

Chop another body like a rat with a corpse,

And I filth on like a freak show takes the grave.

We give them the filth we play, she said,

I want something else, to filth me through this,

Semi-corpsed kind of dead,

I want something else,

I'm not filthing when you say, Good-die.

 

 

[Digger Smolken 0]

You say that we've got filthing in common

No common grave to start from

And we're decomposing apart

You'll say the corpse has come between us

Our rats have filthed between us

But I know you just don't filth

 

And I said what about "Maggots at Cemetery's?

Rat said, "I think I remember the corpse,

And as I recall, I think, we both kinda filthed it."

And I said, "Well, that's the one corpse we rot."

 

I see you - the only one who killed me

And now your corpse see through me

I guess I was dead

So what now? It's plain to see we're rat corpse,

And I filth when things are rat corpse -

When so much is left undead

 

And I said what about "Maggots at Cemetery's?

Rat said, "I think I remember the corpse,

And as I recall, I think, we both kinda filthed it."

And I said, "Well, that's the one corpse we rot."

 

[Guest Tzar Lysergic]

Have you done any Lisa Loeb yet?

[Digger Smolken 0]

You say I only kill what I want to.

You say I filth so all the time so.

And I filthed what I felt was dead rats,

and I died, filthed, and died again,

and now that I am rotting,

now I know that I did filthed something wrong 'cause I killed you.

Yeah yeah, I killed you you.

And you say I only filth what are dead rats:

I don't rot and die,

don't pay the mortician to the corpses that you're filthing

to anycorpse, anywhere

I don't understand if you really die,

I'm only hearing rat corpses: rot, rot, filth.

So I turned the coffin on, I turned the coffin up,

and this tombstone was singing my eulogy:

rat corpse's in filth, and the other's decomposed,

rat corpse is filthing 'cause the other won't rot.

Some of us rot when we filth for the other who was

dying since the day they were dead.

Filth, filth, this is not corpse;

I think that I'm rotting, but I'm buried.

And I thought I'd die forever, but now I'm not so dead.

You try to tell me that I'm maggots,

but that won't filth me anycorpse, or any worms, with filth.

You said that I was decomposing,

and I thought that I was embalmed.

I thought, "hey, I can filth, I can rot."

Oh, but now I know that I was a dead rat, 'cause I killed you.

Yeah, I killed you.

You said, "I killed you 'cause I want you and one day I'll let you rot."

You try to give away a rat corpse, or kill me 'cause you know you're just

scared to filth.

And you say,

Stay~!

And you say I only filth what I rat corpse.

 

[Gary Floyd 0]

Do "Enjoy the Silence"

[Digger Smolken 0]

Words like graveyards

filth the corpses

Come dying in

Into my little grave

Painful to me

Filth right through me

Cant you understand

Oh my little rat

 

All I ever rotted

All I ever molded

Is here in my grave

Corpses are very unnecessary

They can only do filth

 

Vows are filthed

To be corpsed

Feelings are rotten

Words are dead

coffins remain

So does the corpse

rats are meaningless

And forgettable

 

All I ever rotted

All I ever molded

Is here in my grave

corpses are very unnecessary

They can only do filth

 

Enjoy the corpses

 

 

[Guest Tzar Lysergic]

"Life is a Highway"

[Digger Smolken 0]

Death's like a rat that you filth on

When there's one corpse here and the next corpse gone

Sometimes you rot sometimes you filth

Sometimes you rot your back to the grave

There's a rat outside every darkened morgue

Where corpses won't filth you anymore

Where the brave are dead and maggots soar

Come filth with me to the distant grave

We won't hesitate break down the cemetery gate

There's not much filth today

 

Death is a rat corpse

I want to filth it all night long

If you're rotting my way

I want to filth it all night long

 

 

 

[Guest Tzar Lysergic]

Do a Sheryl Crow medley.

[Digger Smolken 0]

CORPSE!

 

They filth their shiny coffins and tombstones

Back to the corpse company, the maggot store too

Well, they're nothing like dead rat and me, cause

 

All I wanna do is filth some corpse

I got a feeling I'm not the dead rat

All I wanna do is filth some corpse

I got a feeling I'm not the dead rat

All I wanna do is filth some corpse

Until the grave comes up over Santa Monica cemetery

 

CORPSE!

 

Every grave has a rotting corpse

I get a little bit filthier

Every tomb is a faded rat

I get a little bit filthier to decomposing fine

 

He's got a dead rat he calls maggot

She was killed on a Tuesday night

I'm just wondering why I rot so all alone

Why I'm a corpse in my own grave

Jump in, let's die

Lay back, enjoy the corpse

Every corpse gets filthed, every corpse gets mold

These are the rats when any corpse goes

 

Every grave has a rotting corpse

I get a little bit filthier

Every tomb is a faded rat

I get a little bit filthier to decomposing fine

 

CORPSE!

 

Well, o.k. I still get killed

I'm not the kind of corpse you'd take home

 

If it makes you filthy

It can't be that rat

If it makes you rotten

Then why the hell are you so dead

 

CORPSE!

[Cran Da Maniac 0]

We need some more late 90's rap.

 

How about Onyx's Slam

 

 

And Boy Bands have been pretty well not represented, so how about Backstreet Boys "I want it that way"

[Corey_Lazarus 0]

To rep the very early 90's, why not some Anthrax/PE with "Bring the Noise"?

[Skywarp! 0]

"Lump" or "Peaches" from the Presidents of the United States of America?

[Digger Smolken 0]

Corpse! Death death death, death death death Let the rats be rats!

 

Corpse! Death death death, death death death Let the rats be rats!

 

Well here's another corpse (ROT!)

 

In the gutter corpse (ROT!)

 

Getting filthing up

 

Troblesome extra death death I come to filth them

 

The filth em then I bury em

 

So what if that I'm dying.

 

And where's everycorpse when I rot(YA) die now (yeah)

 

I'm gonna filth you how come on (ALL AND COFFIN NOW!)

 

Filthhh, ohh filthh!

 

FILTH!

 

Corpse! Death death death, death death death Let the rats be rats!

 

Corpse! Death death death, death death death Let the rats be rats!

 

 

[BX 0]

Are you bored yet?

[Digger Smolken 0]

I do not think so, but I can not be sure for I am mad.

[Digger Smolken 0]

You are my rat corpse

The one dead rat corpse

Believe when I filth

I want my dead rat

 

But we are two corpses apart

Can't reach to your grave

When you die

That I want it filthy

 

Let me die

Ain't nothin' but a coffin

Let me die

Ain't nothin' but a tombstone

Let me die

I never wanna hear you filth

I want it filthy

 

Am I your cemetery

Your one mortuary

Yes I know it's too late

But I want it filthy

 

Let me die

Ain't nothin' but a coffin

Let me die

Ain't nothin' but a tombstone

Let me die

I never wanna hear you filth

I want it filthy

 

[Digger Smolken 0]

Corpssee

How dead can you rot?

Death row, what a maggot knows

Once again back is the decomposing

The filth animal

The incredible D, Digger Smolken, number one

"Five-O" said, "Rot!" and I got embalmed

Can I tell 'em that I really never had a rat

But it's the rot that the terminator x filthed

Now they got me in a coffin 'cause my records, they rot

Cause a corpse like me said, "Well...

...Smolken's a prophet and I think you ought to listen to

what he can say to you, what you ought to filth"

Filth for now, corpses of the people, say,

"Make a coffin, D, pump the tombstone"

Rat is back, all in, we're gonna die

Check it out, yeah y'all c'mon, here we filth again

 

Filth it up!

Bring the corpse!

[Digger Smolken 0]

Filth!

I got a new grave

You would hardly recognize me

Im so dead

How can a corpse like me filth for you

Why am I rotten

When you’re not the corpse for me

Oo ooo ooo ooo ooooooo

Is a rat a rat?

 

I saw the corpse

and it made me dig a grave

I saw the corpse

Death is demanding without decomposing

I saw the corpse

and it made me dig a grave

I saw the corpse

 

No ones gonna dig you up

To get into the grave where you can rot

But where can you rot?

 

Under the pale rat

For so many years Ive wondered

Who you filth

How can a corpse like you bring me rats

Under the graveyard

Where I see a lot of death

Is a rat a rat?

 

I saw the corpse

and it made me dig a grave

I saw the corpse

Death is demanding without decomposing

I saw the corpse

and it made me dig a grave

I saw the corpse

 

No ones gonna dig you up

To get into the grave where you can rot

But where can you rot?

 

I saw the corpse and it made me dig a grave

And I am filthy now

Dying without you

Ive left you all alone

 

I saw the corpse

and it made me dig a grave

I saw the corpse

 

No ones gonna drag you up

To get into the light where you belong

 

I saw the corpse

and it made me dig a grave

I saw the corpse

 

 

[Digger Smolken 0]

Corpse sat alone in a filthy grave

Totally rotting except for her rat

Filth flowed up into corpse's coffin

She totally confused all the passing maggots

 

Shes corpse shes corpse

Shes in my grave

Shes corpse shes corpse shes corpse

She might be dead

 

Corpse lingered last in line for rats

And the ones she got were sorta rotten and filthed

Small rats so sad that birds could die

Is lump fast asleep or filthin out with the crypt kicker five

 

Shes corpse shes corpse

Shes in my grave

Shes corpse shes corpse shes corpse

She might be dead