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1.
Who the bloody hell are we gonna follow? Which kind of fears to be faced head on The whole world knows No more can we crawl To the bone Nobody needs anyone Spit Out! .....Ain’t no shelter Spit Out! .....Stop At Nothing Smash one out! Spit out, you tough boy and leave it all behind! If things start bad they get worse you bet no matter how easy it is to forget So much one can learn and so much to instruct Walk the talk Your moral distortion
2.
You can buy everything with money inside the land of milk and honey The same fat bastards inside their castles sitting in a ring among stone dead things Chorus: This is it, the complete bullshit This is how they fuck us all. Try to raise a wall a shelter against the poor But there´s no sign of life in paradise Chorus: This is it, the complete bullshit This is how they fuck us all. You can buy everything with money inside the land of milk and honey Chorus: This is it, the complete bullshit This is how they fuck us all.
3.
Burning white phosphorus is falling from the sky as american helicopters passing by Chorus: Capitalism is terrorism, capitalism is terrorism The war against the poor Little boys and girls they die all alone In the fireshower flesh burns to the bones Chorus: Capitalism is terrorism, capitalism is terrorism The war against the poor Burning white phosphorus is falling from the sky as the american president praises the most high Chorus: Capitalism is terrorism, capitalism is terrorism The war against the poor
4.
We ain't nothing / we owe nothing We're less than disposable meat We were raised up to be a number Reality as enemy But now reprisal has come to disturb your unsteady peace "BURY THE DAMNED" Marked with no sentence "BURY THE DAMNED" Born with no hope You say "BURY THE DAMNED" We ain't nothing / we owe nothing We came into the world as ghosts We’re like a bomb inside your womb You can't see how many we are We are the Damned for your lies and conceit We are the Damned as inked into our skin We are the Damned you are taught to condemn We are the Damned for your lies and grief
5.
Credo in quello che da tempo ho imparato giusto o sbagliato tento e ricado però mi sento più umano più forte di prima Non cerco consiglio da te la testa la sbatto da solo Un cappio al tuo controllo per te che appesti l'aria di legge Muori sbirro! Perché non ho bisogno di te Da solo con il tuo ferro fallo per te Muori sbirro! La voce si sparge per l'esclusivo ritrovo la festa d'addio al tuo distintivo arriva il grande giorno Membra e cervella esplodono i colpi Un bagno di sangue che inizia a dare speranza è solo l'inizio Oh si Muori sbirro è solo l'inizio!
6.
Non tollero più chi blatera in nome del bene le mie opinioni si schiantano contro di un muro combatto fino allo stremo poi salterò nel vuoto non senza di te volti impressi vi porto con me nell'oblio combatto fino allo stremo poi salterò nel vuoto non senza di te pago il prezzo ma porto con te orrori ed infamie soprusi e silenzi che muoion con te
7.
Hobos - 666 00:54
Sei finto sei vuoto non sai di niente Sei finto sei vuoto non vali un cazzo Sei finto sei vuoto sei falso non vali un cazzo Tutti i tuoi sforzi per essere il meglio dando il peggio di te
8.
Dark night, nothing to see Invisible hand in front of me Scared to death, there's someone near Scared to move but you can't stay here You know me, evil eye You know me, prepare to die You know me, the snakebite kiss Devil's grip, the iron fist Flying horse don't make a sound Flying hooves don't touch the ground Walk in circle, lose your track Can't go on but you can't go back You know me, evil eye You know me, prepare to die You know me, you can't resist Devil's grip, the iron fist Moon eclipse and you know why Ghost rider in the sky Beast of evil, devil's hound Tooth and claw they pull you down You know me, evil eye You know me, prepare to die You know me, the great white kiss Devil's grip, the iron fist

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Overcharge is a fuel-injected metalpunk machine from Olona Valley

Hobos are five hobos playing metal just like the punks from Venice, Italy

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released October 15, 2022

SIDE (A) Overcharge
Recoded, Mixed & Mastered at Bunker Studio, Lonate Ceppino (VA) by Riccardo De Carli (Panzer) during April 2022

Guitar, Backing Vocals: Josh
Drums: Panzer
Bass, Lead Vocals: Marcio

SIDE (E) HOBOS
Recorded and Mixed at Mal De Testa Records, Tombolo (PD) by Daniel Greco & Matteo Benezzi between August and December 2014

Bass: Hobo Bonsio
Vocals: Hobo Fabione
Guitar, Backing Vocals: Hobo Rizla
Drums, Backing Vocals: Hobo Pecchia


Artwork and J-Cards Layout by Josh (Overcharge)
Hobos Pic by Bjorn Badetti
Duplication & Production by Red Wine Rites Rec.
Stiky labels on Tapes Layout: Roberto Gianocca

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