Jaws 3, People 0 A Wilhelm Scream
"Jaws 3, People 0" by A Wilhelm Scream, released in 2005, is a #PunkRock song that explores themes of frustration, disillusionment, and the struggle against societal norms. The lyrics convey a sense of urgency and defiance, reflecting personal and collective battles. Musically, it features intricate guitar riffs and rapid tempos, showcasing the band’s signature melodic hardcore style. The song resonates with listeners who appreciate its blend of intensity and introspection, contributing to the band's cult following in the punk scene.
Let's get the fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck out of here!
Let's get the fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck out of here!
Let's get the fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck out of here!
Don't test the captain's validity or his vulnerability
I've seen the necks unnaturally twisted, craned to stars in the sky
I've felt the chill upend the happiness of idiots in minutes
They clutch their jewelry tight and say "How lucky am I?"
And like a drunk spills Boone's on his varsity letter
Can we forgive a ship of fools for what they don't know better?
I guess not
"Man, I hope he'll piss himself."
Analyze this room
Grab that mop and broom and clean it up
Man, I hope he shits himself
When the rest of the shipwrecked long drowned in their graves make
A claim on the souls of the heartless fakes
"Please help, my party flew away with the ocean mist
I narrowly escaped to the roof."
But when the Night Rangers found me, dead, but for my liver
And said "Don't tell me you love me", abhorrent and deliberate
How we ruined the day's remains
Sinful
Let's get the fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck out of here!
Let's get the fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck out of here!
Don't test the captain's validity or his vulnerability
I've seen the necks unnaturally twisted, craned to stars in the sky
I've felt the chill upend the happiness of idiots in minutes
They clutch their jewelry tight and say "How lucky am I?"
And like a drunk spills Boone's on his varsity letter
Can we forgive a ship of fools for what they don't know better?
I guess not
"Man, I hope he'll piss himself."
Analyze this room
Grab that mop and broom and clean it up
Man, I hope he shits himself
When the rest of the shipwrecked long drowned in their graves make
A claim on the souls of the heartless fakes
"Please help, my party flew away with the ocean mist
I narrowly escaped to the roof."
But when the Night Rangers found me, dead, but for my liver
And said "Don't tell me you love me", abhorrent and deliberate
How we ruined the day's remains
Sinful
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