Diseased E​.​P.

by The Cutthroat Bastards

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This E.P. contains some of the first Cutthroat Bastards songs that i recorded and will go on to be on the full length album coming out in 2012. I love so many genres of music that none of the songs sound the same, although they all revolve around the punk rock genre...on this E.P. mainly Hardcore Punk and Crust Punk!!

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released August 16, 2011

Vocals, Guitars, Bass and Drums- Ricky Razor
Guest Vocal Appearances
Justin Perry- "Diseased"
Sash- "Hookers, Hobos and Heaven Hill

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The Cutthroat Bastards Lawton, Oklahoma

The Cutthroat Bastards came into being out of the warped mind of Ricky Razor in early 2011. His love of old school Hardcore, Scum and Crust Punk has come out in this demented musical project that sounds like old school Minor Threat fused with scum rock grooves and the occasional blast beats of Toxic Narcotic. ... more

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Track Name: Diseased
Diseased
The needle punctures deep, deep into the skin
Releasing the turnicate falling dead within
I am the disease
Setting you free
From all of this
Self Misery
In a bathroom cooking dope with your needle and your spoon
Your life lost in a fantasy the drug is killing you
I am the Disease
Setting you free
From All of This
Self Misery
All the day’s lost and it makes you, makes you want to cry
You did it to yourself and now you’re gonna die
You do not want it
But you deserve it
I know your life is shit
Know I'm gonna end it
Throwing yourself a pity party from the life still inside
But you loved the heroin so welcome to the ride
I am the Disease
Setting you free
From all of this
Self Misery
You worship the drug that's taking you life
Now your sick laying in bed with a hand on your knife
You do not want it
But you deserve it
I know your life is shit
Know I'm gonna end it
I'll leave your corpse laying there with so much remorse
That i bet you wish you never tried that fucking horse
I am the Disease
Setting you free
From all of this
Self Misery
Track Name: Hookers, Hobos and Heaven Hill
Hookers with their rotten fuck holes
Waiting for your three inch bent hole
And Hobos with their livers hurting
Waiting for change to start splurging

Cheap Liquor
Your waiting for
Your a Hobo and a Whore

I don't give a shit about your wants and needs
You need to get a job and please don't breed
Another waste of life that needs die
Drink all that alcohol and forget your alive

Hookers, Hobos and Heaven Hill
Track Name: Insomniac
I cannot sleep, watching T.V.
It’s 3am my eyes wide open
I toss and Turn, and still I’m awake
Get up and smoke, my soul they will take
I Can’t Sleep X3
Insomniac
To much coffee, to many cigarettes
It keeps me awake, sleep I can’t get
Star at the walls and counting the sheep
Awake in the dark, but ready to leap
I Can’t Sleep X3
Insomniac
Watching the clock as time slips by
The night is lost no time to die
Get out of bed like a zombie
Another day start the coffee
I Can’t SleepX3
Insomniac
I Can’t SleepX3
Insomniac
Track Name: World of Nothing
The world is falling by the wayside
Global Economy will never be the best ride
I Hate the World of Nothing
I Hate everything but me
Corrupt leaders are the worst of them
They follow the evil corporations
I Hate the World of Nothing
I Hate everything but me
We are the World's bastard son
The human race is just a loaded gun
I Hate the World of Nothing
I Hate everything but me
World War 3 around the corner
Like a hooker trying to find a boner
I Hate the World of Nothing
I Hate everything but me
Nuclear Weapons are ready and armed
To blow your ass off to king kong
I Hate the World of Nothing
I Hate everything but me
Genocide is what's coming
Like a plague you better start running
I Hate the World of Nothing
I Hate everything but me
Politicians are filling us with lies
While the television's filling us with pride
We send our troops to die
So a businessman will get a piece of his pie