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Albums:

KMFDM (KMFDM) · Don't Blow Your Cover: A Tribute to KMFDM (Hutchinson, Hutch) · We Are KMFDM (KMFDM) · Junky Star (Ryan Bingham) · Junky Star (Ryan Bingham) · Junky Star (Ryan Bingham) · Junky Music Make My Heart Beat Faster (The Young Knives)


Challenged by few, rivaled by none
He's alow down dirty son of a gun

This is the biscuit's crux
Solid rock against the flux
Ultra-heavy beat deluxe
KMFDM sucks!
We like talking dirty, we smoke and we drink
We're KMFDM and all other bands stink

Our music is sampled, totally fake
It's done by
We like talking dirty, we smoke and we drink
We're KMFDM and all other bands stink
Our music is sampled, totally fake
It's done by machines 'cause
Another millennium and none the wiser
I'm the one unparalleled Germanizer
Hunted, shunted never ever to stray
I am the man who goes by the name
use them 
To show me a way 

Destruction is by design 
I'm waiting here for you 
My junky valentine. 

And I give to you this note 
So circle
Fourteen junkies too weak to work
One sells diamonds for what they're worth
Down on pain street, disappointment lurks
Son, don't be home too late
Challenged by few
Rivaled by none
He's alow down dirty son of a gun

This is the biscuit's crux
Solid rock against the flux
Ultra-heavy beat deluxe
saints and junkies, just jump on in and say

Here's a weapon that you never used before
There's something deep inside your one track mind
'Till it hits
the night in helllll

Your good nightmare is a junkie?s dream
Your good nightmare is a junkie?s (Ooooooooooo) dreammmm 
Oh Ho no (Ooooooooooo) 
And don?t you
Liquid Smoke Enema
Black Plastic Noose
Buttfucked by Demons
Seen just by you
Clamp on your Ballsac
Cunt in a Bind
Loss of the Bladder
Loss
can't reach
There is no Christmas for junky

He thinks he is
More interesting
Than the world
But buying cigs
Puts him in a whirl

A packet
to the ground
And beaten by the vicar's wife
No-one stops to help they're far too busy
Trying to save their own lives
A tiny girl screams for mother
Never will you find the reasons
Sand is just a broken stone
Love it changes with the seasons
In the dark I read the lines upon your hand
Junkies
unfeeling veins, war junkies perish in the wreckage, of their brains, mindward earthlings seek to change our path, stench crawling over the snow, bilious
Preachers at the church knowing, we still get by
(From this point on it only gets rougher!)
Teachers at the school knowing
(From this point on it only gets
Periodic tableware 

Psychotropic science fare 



But who will save the sane? 

Some beings 

Just can't change 

Now crawl on by
you find they can't reach you
There is no Christmas for junky
He thinks he is

More interesting
Than the world
Ah but five fags
Puts him in
to the ground
And beaten by the vicar's wife
No-one stops to help they're far too busy
Trying to save their own lives
A tiny girl screams for mother
Took a walk in my neighborhood
Two in the morning
By the Skytrain Station

The streets were full of junkies and homeless
And they all wanted
I'm a fleabit peanut monkey
And all my friends are junkies
That's not really true

I'm a cold Italian pizza
I could use a lemon squeezer
What you do?
Jenny's got a job, a cat named Jake,
Thirty one candles on her birthday cake
Next year

Thought by now she'd have a man
Two car seats
a short life and
I gave it all I could, I did now

Would you love me if I was a junky
I can be cool I could be something
It's just not what I believe
the hate of a nation
A million miles from home
And get war from the junkies
Who don't like my form
I'm gonna stay in the city
Even when the house fall down
I
Sad and sorry,
Troubled and tired.
Wild with worry,
Mad with desire.

Junky jitters,
Bedbug critters,
Now who would die for love?
Midnight
I'm a flea bit peanut monkey
All my friends are junkies
That's not really true

I'm a cold Italian pizza
I could use a lemon squeezer
Would you do?