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The Bad Plants - Nerve Damage [1982] (Album)

by Punk Rock Opera

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Nerve Damage 03:40
I’d pull of my fingers, but then who’d play you guitar Watch as the dreams and blood, pour from the scars And when I finally quit all this singing with one last note When the monsters in my head finally rip out my throat And when I die on this stage would that be good? Hands still clutched around this neck of wood Screams in an empty room, of filled up minds Bounce off closed ears, wasting breath and time When I go and all that's left is grooves in wax and tape Will it matter in 100 years when they refuse to play? Those thing can eat you alive too much to manage That's the real brain ache man, that's real nerve damage
Roach-Man 03:48
Emerge from slumber in insect form, all six of my legs push along the floor I am a roach man nothing more, won't leave my house, lock the door *I am the roach man, and I won't live this way I am the roach man, and this is my final day* I won't live this way I won't I can't, I'm a roach after all not even an ant Call the extermination hotline, send whoever I'm sure they'll do just fine *Chorus* Unlock the door let him in, bugs get big here he says with a grin Empty the tank turn out the lights, breathe in deep without a fight *Chorus* At that one moment, the siren sounds The flash of heat, and mushroom cloud Burn man and woman, all those around Turned to ash, in fiery mounds In Russian blasted, burial grounds The roach unfazed, we rule now King of the wasteland, I am crowned I AM THE ROACH MAN They call me roach king Fly on my golden wings
Welcome back from Vietnam, hope the syndrome hasn’t got you John If it did well we’ve got a treat, on the streets is where you’ll sleep #The government ignores you, it was our job to store you But ya see it just costs too much, run the house, for the nuts# Sorry Rambo we shut her down, maybe you can try the next town Sorry you got nowhere to go, but at least you get to keep your lobe #Pre-Chorus# *Reagan shut down the asylums, there's just nowhere left to hide ‘em Reagan shut down the asylums, you just can’t keep denying ‘em* See you’re ill but in the head, it’d be easier if you were just dead You know the jail would take you in, welcome to prison the new loony bin #Pre-Chorus# *Chorus* …(solo)… #Pre-Chorus# *Chorus* Reagan Shut down the asylums, reagan shut down the asylums Reagan shut down the asylums, you just can’t keep denying ‘em!
Rat-Boy 02:42
Fifty years ago, the Lindbergh baby was taken from his home but nobody knows The world searched for him, but they didn’t know that they should of looked below *He was a Rat-Boy, living underground He was a Rat-Boy, never to be found Rat-Boy Rat-Boy GO!* He grew into a man and got hair on his face Mutated with the rats and became a new race *Chorus* Rat-Boy was sad, he’d never know love, it was for a world above him Till one day he met the flea girl and his life would never be the same Now he’s and old rat with three little kids A flea wife of his own, what a life he lived *Chorus* Go! GOOOooo…!
What you got left? When you sit on the verge of death What do you hold true? When there’s nothing left of you Little atom so strong Crack ‘em everything's gone Turn the whole world to ash with your nuclear bash *No I don’t wanna lose control man Whole world could blow man We’re outta control* You got an itchy trigger finger, to start a nuclear winter The roaches will remember you, for what you’ve done and what you’ll do *Chorus* -Solos- *Chorus*
1984 03:20
Nowhere to run, and nothing to hide, from the government's prying eyes Take yourself a soma holiday, and get some time away from the brain *Welcome to 1984 Your apathy has opened up the door Now big brother is spying on you Monitoring through an Apple II* Take your mandatory soma injections Hope you don’t mind if we rig the elections Freedom of speech for those approved Best shut up before your removed *Chorus* I say the police are on a killing spree You say it means nothing to me I tell you our democracy is now an oligarchy You say it means nothing to me I say “WHO ARE THE BRAIN POLICE” “Ladies & Gentlemen our lord and savior President Ronald Reagan” “Good evening my children, remember the Gipper's got his eye on you!” What did your SAT say about you? Oh I see you’re a delta too Speak softly big brother is near, never mind he’s already here *Chorus* Welcome to 1984, the oligarchy has pried open the door Now the government is watching you Monitoring through your Apple II “Don’t mind him, he’ll be taken care of”
Mothra 07:04
Kyoto’s in peril come out to find, A mammoth egg as if dropped from the sky Divine moth with lightning wings, Kyoto burns as the cosmos sing Divine moth with lightning wings, Kyoto burns as mankind does nothing Insect would soon come to claim what was hers, That's when we found out what in the egg stirs Divine moth with lightning wings, Kyoto burns as the cosmos sing Divine moth with lightning wings, Kyoto burns as mankind does nothing Antennas of cosmic power, she flies on wings of lightning A moth of true divinity, today we hear her cry ring モスラ ヤ モスラ Godzilla would soon come to challenge the moth Cities were ravaged but good was not lost Divine moth with lightning wings, Kyoto burns as the cosmos sing Divine moth with lightning wings, Kyoto burns as mankind does nothing An island of monsters she fights for the earth The battle was won with Mothra’s rebirth Divine moth with lightning wings, Kyoto burns as the cosmos sing Divine moth with lightning wings, Kyoto burns as mankind does nothing Defender of the planet, a warrior of earth Are we even worth saving, can we prove our worth?
War is our business now, for every tear not shed And every grave not dug, there's a dollar left unspent You really think the ones making the bullets, are the same ones that pray for peace Their praying for enough greens, for all those palms left to grease Step on the necks of a thousand men, bullets rain down in fiery shower And when we all go hungry, let them eat gunpowder
Radiation is a curious thing, no one expects what it would bring Bugs the size of men All our sugar the ants will take, I fear we may never fix this mistake Or live to make again *Moths deliver the mail, ants farm for grain* Humans are no more, mankind goes insane Spiders kill the police, and run the laws as they please Streets paved in gore Millipedes bus men to their ends, the cricket lords will crush their heads Mankind is no more *Chorus* Humans are no more, the crickets have crushed their brains Larvas in daycare dont understand life during man The beetle mayor will chew and gnaw at man's failed law A congress of flies with sucrose in stacks pass the newest sugar tax “The insectlaration of independence upon which all bugs stand Forbids the very notion of man… Now all rise for our national anthem” Yellow jackets cut through black and yellow, bee guts fly like streaks of jello The great wasp war The white house where the queen bee lives, her bees obey any order she gives Mankind is no more *Chorus* Humans are no more, now the bees reign
Formic acid for blood, rips it all away Stripped to the bone, follows you to the grave Seeps through your skin, a boiling rage Burns through your world, never the same Reduced to a bug, blood of the ant Trapped all alone, not the same man Dream of the day, that things could change Formic acid for blood, rips it all away


Leo Forte - Guitar, Vocals
Rickey Legend - Bass
Tommy Ramen - Drums
Yui Sagami - Engineer

Recorded at SunRise Studio in Los Angeles, 1982
a C.B.R. recording


released December 1, 1982

----Story Tellers-----
Mac Cagle - Vocals on all tracks except Cardiac Dissidence Guitar on all tracks except Mothra Drums on Mothra

Roger Greenfield - Drums on all tracks except Mothra Guitar on Mothra Bass and backup vocals on Roach-Man

Dr J - Bass on Rat-Boy, Mothra & Insectlaration of Independence

Katie Kaudse - Vocal clip on Mothra

Rat-Boy, Mothra and Insectlaration of Independence were originally written for and performed by the band GIant Monsters

if your still confused about how this fits in the story watch this.

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