Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hyades, artist - Hyades. Date of issue: 20.01.2006
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Hyades |
| We were a couple of friends covered by boils |
| An ugly fat drummer |
| And a makeshift screamer |
| What a nuisance |
| With that fucking metronome |
| We played thrash cover |
| In a terrible way |
| After that we’ve met just mad musicians |
| From the engineer to anchovy maniac |
| 'Til we found the most blasphemous bass man |
| In the history of this fucking, queer, unlucky band |
| Who get us to do it |
| Up yours |
| The story continues |
| Welcome to Madame Mim |
| We make a shitty demo |
| Where he sings like a hen |
| My brother is too busy |
| Enter skeleton man |
| And we turn back to 1176 |
| Big bang |
| From large to the small size |
| No bullshit, just metal or no metal, just bullshit |
| Bass becomes the soundtrack of a silent film |
| There is no way to take the right path |
| Who get us to do it |
| Up yours |
| D’oh, Homer goes mad |
| The primitives join in |
| Followed by the hair ball |
| And his dangerous breath |
| Now we see no deals |
| Neither with field glasses |
| We are fed up to the keister with promises |
| Gigs, yeah |
| But wallets are still empty |
| We are nearly pay to play |
| In a pothouse full of dweebs |
| Whyever no piece of skirt come to see our shows |