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Fast Fun Punk

by SOCKS FOR COCKS

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BACK TO ROCK’N’LOL (intro) (Music written in 1999) Feelin sad & feelin lonely But you know there's one and only Round the corner ol’ record shop To that record shop you're runnin Checkin out the shelves for summin’ That will rock ya until ya drop Here it comes at ya like a jack-in-the-box The new record by SOCKS FOR COCKS Brand new record by SOCKS FOR COCKS The new album by SOСKS FOR COCK… S
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MY SAYTANIC FRIEND (2014) So meet my pal his name is Mork He likes screamin like a jerk He likes screamin like a demon like he doesn’t give a fork Black metal is the way He's evil so to say (but he's okay!) He’s so dark and he’s so grim It’s a it’s a it’s a sin Diabolic alcoholic and so glad to worship Him (BRIDGE) Black metal is the goal He loves the underworld You bet he is the most satanic fella that you’ll ever know (CHORUS) In black as if he's mournin He’s the most demonic dude You’ll ever know So Mork is squattin on the cross Only satan is the boss Every word he has recorded is perverted sick and gross Black metal is the way He's evil so they say So while you're sittin in the club Or you’re drinkin at the pub Mork is doin somethin wicked like invokin belzebub Black metal is the goal He loves the underworld You bet he is the most satanic fella that you’ll ever know (CHORUS) The fascinating witches who put the scintillating stitches on the britches of the boys who put the powder on the noses of the demons of the horrors of the court of king Satanicus Mork is singin ‘bout! (Qualcast Mutilator/LAWNMOWER DETH) Mork certainly seems a particularly diabolical rogue!
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MY HAIR IS LONGER THAN THINE (* written by Dima Rotten & Metal Mike in 1994) Every time I walk the streets I see your fuckin face You always try to step on my feet To break into my space You try to be a metal guy You wear a Slayer shirt Tattoos are cool you gotta style BUT YOUR HAIR IS SHORT (CHORUS) My HAIR is longer than thine Your hair is shorter than mine Until you fuckin die It will be longer than thine Got a spray from Amazon Called “The Shaggy Dead” The next day you woke up and saw The bald skin on your head Your friends are like: “Hey, where's your hair?” Headbangin got so tough You'll grow your hair for a thousand years But never get enough (CHORUS)
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A LIFEHACK FOR A WRECK (2014) You are never lyin never followin the blind Never made to wait in line never late to live your life If you're goin your own way You are never cryin never tired to keep on tryin Never kissin (your) ass goodbye never layin down and dyin If you're hearin us today (CHORUS) Every time you know You're feelin sad you're feelin low Just grab this cd and press “play” We're gonna play loud to ya Till your problem's gone And all your pain has passed away You are never bitchin like yer wifey in the kitchen Your good mood is never switchin and your eye is never twitchin If you're goin your own way You are never gruff and never scruffin over nuthin Never chokin on her muffin never layin in a coffin If you're hearin us today (CHORUS)
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SURGEON’S BRIDE LOVED GOREGRIND (2007) See the groom cadaver stinking in the night Slaughter at the wedding makes you shiver with a fright Reek of putrefaction from the best man's eye Once a young prosector met a fine nurse at the morgue Under her lab coat she wore a Carcass shirt to work In the operating room their love grew strong (CHORUS) In a wedding dress (she) served a funeral mass She's a surgeon's bride And she loves goregrind Listening to so much Carcass finally took its toll Terminal desires spreading far beyond control The wedding palace turned into a funeral home The prosector's heart she took away by violent force Stuck the wedding ring into his rectum for divorce The coroner was in stitches when he saw the corpse (CHORUS) Groom in grume and bride in bile The best man is the worst - that corpse! The maid of honor is defiled By this Carcass-loving nurse Grume for the groom and a blade for the bride And the best is looking the worst – what a corpse! And the matron of honor is wrecked and dishonored by this Carcass-loving syco-bitch (CHORUS) When the pastor asked the newlyweds: “do you agree?” This sadistic butcheress with a medical degree stabbed him in a stomach for all to see Bridal devastation like you’ve never seen before Cranial infection brain is rotten to the core The wedding palace turned into a place of gore (CHORUS) In a wedding dress (she) served a funeral mass She's a doctor’s bride And she loves goregrind
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A TROLL FROM TIROL (2014) You say I'm kinda strange But I am not deranged I never met nobody with no better vocal range, ya know But visitin Tirol I met an evil troll He goes like do-re-mi-fa sol He raised a cloud o’ stench, ya know He said “you've got to change, ya know “If you don’t wanna die you must improve your vocal range”, he said, “Because it's really small Like James' on “Kill’Em All” Or else I’m gonna eat your soul” So anywhere I'm walkin He's always trollin me I always hear the monster go like "Yodel-lai-dee” Yes anywhere I'm walkin He's always trollin me I always hear the monster goin Goin goin goin goin Goin goin goin goin LIKE “Olololaidee lo-dee dee” I couldn’t sleep or rest He put me to the test No matter what I tried I sounded like a queer at best I took a singin course I stretched my vocal chords I even tried to stretch my balls… SOO!! But this was all in vain, ya know My throat was full of pain, ya know These freakin modulations caused destruction in my brain, ya know But then one afternoon I learned of Autotune So now I'm yodelin like a loon Still anywhere I'm walkin Somebody's trollin me I always hear somebody go like “Yodel-lay-dee” Yes anywhere I'm walkin Somebody's trollin me I always hear somebody yodel Yodel yodel yodel yodel Yodel yodel yodel yodel YO! olololaidee lo-dee deee
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OFFICE SEX HAS NO FX (2014) Let us tell ya somethin, Beer Your music we all wanna hear So why you chose to disappear Nobody doesn’t know Your job is standin on your way No chance to live another day Your TNT will blow away Get ready for the blow So One-two-three…go! (CHORUS) Go back where u belong and show us how to write a hit You're gonna lose your job but it was never worth a shit We're gonna make you free again we're gonna make you see again You're gonna be yourself again and not some yuppie shit NOW LET us tell ya somethin, Beer YOUR STUFF is what we wanna hear SO WHY you chose to disappear Nobody doesn’t know YOUR JOB is standin on your way NO CHANСE to live another day YOUR TNT will blow away Get ready for the blow So One-two-three…go! (CHORUS) Come back where u belong and show us how to write a hit You're gonna lose your job but it was never worth a shit We're gonna make you free again we're gonna make you see again You're gonna be yourself again and not some office shit
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Horse-Major 00:45
HORSE-MAJOR (* original music by Nikita Bogoslovsky, first performed by Leonid Utesov in 1942, fucked up by Dima Rotten in 2014)
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THRASHIN’ GRANMA (1989) Neighbors' hate (is all) over me Sounds of death comin from my wall THRASH is all I need Insulate you did not - your fault (You’ve) come home at last Want to rest It’s been a hard day’s night I'll have a blast Merciless Kiss your rest goodbye (CHORUS) Socks of war gave me their force You're gonna fall on your knees in despair Rapin your ears with the new SOCKS FOR COCKS Torturin you by the noise for cuttin my hair You may shout Уou may curse You may bang (your) fists upon the wall There’s no escape Sonic rape I have lost control Loud! Playin loud! Pumpin up till I make you deaf Hell is tonight! Bang your head! We will thrash till death (CHORUS)
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COMMERCIAL MOTHERFUCKER (* written by Dima Rotten & Metal Mike in 1994) Hey commercial motherfucker Listen what I’m tryin to say Oil’ n’ gas’ n’ tonza money They don’t make ya look okay (CHORUS) Everythin for sale Richer every day But your foul ambitions we all see NO BULLSHIT! Moneymakin crud We know what you are all about Business fucked your brain So listen here Just don’t fuck with me Hey commercial motherfucker There's no place that we can play Now we'll call RUMBLE MILITIA And they will blow you away Hey commercial motherfucker There's no place that we can play Now we'll call RUMBLE MILITIA And they will * BLOW YOU AWAY * (CHORUS) * Hey commercial motherfucker For how long are you gonna stay Now you're being a politician You ain’t shit we won’t obey * (CHORUS) * * Guest vocals by Staffi/RUMBLE MILITIA
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DR. SEUSS / TONGUE YOU LOSE (* Original verse by Dr. Seuss, 1965, chorus & coda lyrics by Dima Rotten, 2014) Knox in box. Fox in socks Knox on fox in socks in box Socks on Knox and Knox in box Fox in socks on box on Knox Look, sir. Look, sir. Mr. Knox, sir Let's do tricks with bricks and blocks, sir Let's do tricks with chicks and clocks, sir Here's a new trick, Mr. Knox. Socks on chicks and chicks on fox Fox on clocks on bricks and blocks Bricks and blocks on Knox on box Please, sir. I don't like this trick, sir My tongue isn't quick or slick, sir That's not easy, Mr. Fox, sir nooo (CHORUS) So what will you do in the ward of Dr. Seuss He’s gonna get your tongue and make it verbally abused So what will you do in the ward of Dr. Seuss Begin the operation of linguistic molestation There’s no way you’ll say this fast you’re gonna lose! And when beetles fight these battles in a bottle with their paddles And the bottle's on a poodle and the poodle's eating noodles They call this a muddle puddle tweetle poodle beetle noodle When a fox is in the bottle Where the tweetle beetles battle with their paddles in a puddle On a noodle-eating poodle this is what they call a tweetle Beetle noodle poodle battled paddled muddled duddled fuddled Oh my god the fuck did I just say?!? (CHORUS)
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A NOODLE FOR UDO (2014) I am feelin blue Donno what to do Screamin & screamin & screamin because of you You offended me Broke my best cd Killin & killin & killin my love for you (CHORUS) Will you ever understand Herr Dirkschneider is your friend He is not your trendy metalcore Will you ever understand Herr Dirkschneider is your friend Lawdy dawdy ditto Lawdy dawdy ditto Ho! (GRANPA UDO) Princess of the dawn Look what you have done Kickin it kickin it kickin it to the ground “Metal Heart” CD It was signed by me Think of it Think of it Think of it Signed by ME/ HIM (CHORUS) (GRANPA UDO) What can I do Got my balls to the wall You’re gonna pay for your mistake Coz no more shit I'm gonna take I'm sick of all the scenes you make No metal heart you’ve got to break So now it's time to say goodbye You'll never see me anymore
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Tenor Terror 02:00
TENOR TERROR (2014) Clean operatic singin was my passion My voice was ever beautiful and bright When SOCKS FOR COCKS proposed cooperation I never thought they’d make me sing punk shite (CHORUS) He is an opera sucker Sings like a motherfucker But since I’m in this band their gig is sold-out every night He is an opera sucker Sings like a motherfucker Out of the dark into the light Beware of tenor terror in the night I used to dream of fame and think of glory Of temptin women with my vocal might But what I got instead it makes me sorry To my career I now must say goodbye (CHORUS) So now it’s time Prepare to dye Beware of tenor terror in the night!
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Featuring guest appearances by Qualcast Mutilator (Lawnmower Deth) & Staffi (Rumble Militia)

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released April 29, 2016

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SOCKS FOR COCKS Podolsk, Russia

Fun punk /crossover in the vein of The Toy Dolls, Abstuerzende Brieftauben, Lawnmower Deth!

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