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The Passion of the Crust EP

by Space Bong

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Don't want to get in your face But get the fuck out of mine Nothing intelligent to say All fist and no fucking brains Ignorant Arrogant Inbred scum So fucking sure of your way Jaded as hell Free to cause you hell I don't give a fuck Urge to party and... KILL For the Passion of the Crust How many wars have Godless atheists started? Is this just a rhetorical question? Or can you give me a straight answer? I challenge anyone with religious belief to take a fair share of responsibility for the crimes that have been committed in the name of their God, Share the blame Colonialism, genocide, mass murder, rape State terrorism have been carried out by people who believe in the same God, the same 'good news' as you And yet you share no guilt The flock gives you hope Their apathy gives me even more reason to hate Your cult Your God Your self-righteous words Alcohol revelations Dead bodies line the way Deceased conscience Lead the way Lead the way Insane Confused yet free Unburdened by ideology Rhetoric, your diseased For the Passion of the Crust
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Drink Ride Fuck (free) 00:27
Hit the beer bongs before we hit the road Revved up scum fucks getting pissed and stoned Our bikes are here The (Turbo)jugend's in Mo Squad madness is ready to begin Drink Ride Fuck Sporting Exquisite denim Party patrol's the message we are giving Taste for fine cask wine It's annihilation time With excess toxins in our heads We're living deathpunk till we're dead Fucking free to live in sin Drinks, drugs and denim Space Bong pays respect to all the bands Who actually take a fucking stand Against the ignorance and insanity Of fucking Christianity, but for now... Freedom calls our tredly to the pub
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Scum Fucks Unite! (free) 01:00
Bored by categories of oppression I'm just another piece of shit asking a question Don't have a clue Don't have a way Only trying my best to survive day by day Scum Fucks Unite Can't help but think that you've lost the plot Beat up on one another just to reach the top Won't take the bait Won't go away Gonna fuck shit up just to have my say Scum Fucks Unite Coming from the underground The whole worlds gone mad Blow everything up It'd all be the same Doing drugs to kill the mundane Find comfort in a cesspool of shit Dead to this world We don't exist A lost generation of trash There comes a time when there's no peace ti be kept Every avenue of compromise is exhausted Dead as dead Kept my cool till the end There's nothing but rage left Alive or dead you're gonna go away broken humiliated Can't help if I kill this plague that stands in my way Do what I do Say what I say I've had enough for today Get out of the way Armed to the teeth with attitude Can't help if I kill When you're dead that's the end... I'm chill
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Death Star (free) 02:04
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Fist Fuck For Freedom (free) 01:11
Fist fuck for freedom Take this you fucking thieves For freedom with each passing day my fist prepares for the ultimate pay back We're all bent over Beaten Raped Silenced Pleasure in sadistic torture Propped as human cattle In the market place of Sodom sold off as pawns Drones we've become Inserted one too many times With the same old lines Profit margin my arse for the last time For freedom Take this your fucking thieves For freedom One on one fist fuck right to the top Right to the top One by one inserted up your bum Up your bum Fist fuck for freedom Take this you fucking thieves For freedom Fist fuck
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Fuck The Plot (free) 00:22
Fuck the plot Conspire to deny Dumb shit die Commit your life to genocide
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Die Yuppie Scum (free) 00:52
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Sat back and watched them play their games for too long now Time we spoke up Take back our shows from the fascist clowns Do they feel like men Flexing their muscles between songs Hitting kids trying to dance when did punk become a gym? This ain't Friday night football Just coz it's a new place to score There's enough macho bullshit in the real world For just a few moments I'd like to feel in control of myself Without a knuckle head jock Trying to knock me out Knock me out You take away the fun So there's the door This ain't Friday night football Just coz it's a new place to score Right shirt Right show Doesn't mean you have a clue Play us for fools but we see through With your fake ideals and fascist crews We keep a close eye On all the fucked up shit you do This ain't Friday night football Just coz it's a new place to score
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Time To Die, Boy! (free) 02:23
With the barrel of a shotgun Pointed at your eye It's time to die I've had a hard night on the wine Every fucking cunt I see I want to die Can't keep my head space clean Of toxins for too long The urge to kill its too strong It's an overwhelming feeling I have inside Not gonna try to hide Don't care for you Don't care why Pissed off enough not to care Embrace this alcoholic nightmare Anything to kill this hateful affliction Drink the juice Clutch onto the destruction Take your medicine Hate turns to despair Wake up I want to fucking kill Scum Take my fist And shove it down your throat Gutless piece of shit Rip out your voice box Fucking cunt You can't talk Forced to concede this bullshit reality that I'm never free Deal with your shit fucking brain dead prick Power tripping dick I'm so fucking over it One day to live Who to kill Wipe away another Primordial jock motherfucker
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Impossible to judge what is right and wrong anymore A failing existence A seekers pain grows change with a phase so unsure Way to waste away Or a life in flux Expressed in extremes You're on your knees Looking on as others find comfort in stagnation Fuck Them for Sure If this is it I declare a rejection of all certainty Nihilistic despair A humbled vision shines no light on why we are here I can't see to believe Can this absurd reality get anymore fruitless? Walls that pull us down I dare you to take me on Cowardice sheltered By shadowy claims Failing existence Nihilistic despair Fuck Them for Sure

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Created after the split of some of Adelaide's finest hardcore punk/grindcore bands (Equal Minded, Meat Wallet), Space Bong's first release reflected the transition from thrashed out hardcore to a depressive sludge-based riff ensemble. Traditional doom themes of drug abuse and depression were interlaced with a socio-political view of Adelaide's burgeoning and overbearing Christian straightedge movement, notorious for its violent, dogmatic impact upon the underground music scene. This album remains a statement against all that lame hardcore has to offer: shallow creativity and a false sense of superiority. Musically, The Passion Of The Crust was the first shot fired from Adelaide's filthy grind punk underground towards a deepening and deafening sound reminiscent of the originating sludge doom movement. From this stand, Space Bong have gone on to darker regions of doom that have shocked even the most discordant fans of the extreme genre.

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released January 1, 2007

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Space Bong Adelaide, Australia

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8 member doom ensemble from Australia

'Space Bong belong with doom metal's elite, peddling a form of degenerate drone that combines nihilistic slabs of sludge with a pervading sense of misery and misanthropy.' Art As Catharsis
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