Proletarian Cosmic Camping​-​Car

by Lunar Shrine

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A Long Time Ago... Four drunkard living the life. Riding their space-van, drinking cheap beer and smoking as much as they could...

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released May 26, 2016

Music: Lunar Shrine
Lyrics: Lunar Shrine
Production: Lunar Shrine

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Track Name: Back In The Familyhood
Out of the mold, thrown in the outer space
How can you survive without our protection?
Just you all alone, trapped in your iron shell
A rusty coffin instead of a spaceship
Get back on the way you’re wasting our time
You choose the wrong track but you still have time to
Abandon this madness and all those bottles
They have already stomped too much on your head, your fucking head!
So get back in the family hood

The clock is ticking don’t make yourself a fool
You don’t want to have us as your sworn enemies
Armed and dangerous, your fate is with us
You poor little thing, you won’t be someone
If you remain like this, drove by your alcohol
In your dirty space van, all your travels are fucking vain

Out of the mold, thrown in the outer space
Childish son of us, you’re no more than a pawn
On the chessboard of our universe
I’ll make you follow the rules of our clan, our sacred laws
So get back in the family hood

The clock is ticking don’t make yourself a fool
You don’t want to have us as your sworn enemies
Armed and dangerous, your fate is with us
You poor little thing, you won’t be someone
If you remain like this, drove by your alcohol
In your dirty space van, all your travels are fucking vain

But, but you can’t spend your life, a bottle at your mouth.
But, but you refused to live, as your ancestors!
But, but you can’t spend your life, a bottle at your mouth.
But, but you refused to live, as your ancestors!


Out of the mold, thrown in the outer space
How can you survive without our protection?
Just you all alone, trapped in your iron shell
A rusty coffin instead of a spaceship
Get back on the way you’re wasting our time
You choose the wrong track but you still have time to
Abandon this madness and all those bottles
They have already stomped too much on your head, your fucking head!
So get back in the family hood