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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Flotsam and Jetsam
Flotsam and Jetsam
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Eric Knutson
Eric Knutson
Songwriter
Ken Mary
Ken Mary
Songwriter
Michael Gilbert
Michael Gilbert
Songwriter
Michael Spencer
Michael Spencer
Songwriter
Steve Conley
Steve Conley
Songwriter

Lyrics

Not a sprit who hides in the day
Not an eruption that will not or may
It’s a wrecking ball of death and completely without fear
No conscience, fear, or heart
Doesn’t think about an end or start
Tear the world apart not to see what’s deep inside
Not a friend to call, not a savior at all
Not a place to run and hide
No way to stop, no way on top
Stay out of sight and prepare to die
Prepare for the chaos
Prepare to die
Once every 1000 years or so the beast gets hungry
And the pain inside that wakes him, makes him angry
There’s not enough food in sight
So, he’ll start to roam the earth tonight
And the path of death he leaves will feed the hunger
Won’t pick you out of a crowd
Doesn’t care if you’re calm or loud
It’s a living, eating, breathing storm of death
No agenda, no favorite meal
He’s the real mutherfukin’ deal
He’s only awake to eat and he eats it all
Not a friend to call, not a savior at all
Not a place to run and hide
No way to stop, no way on top
Stay out of sight and prepare to die
Prepare for the chaos
Prepare to die
Once every 1000 years or so the beast gets hungry
And the pain inside that wakes him, makes him angry
There’s not enough food in sight
So, he’ll start to roam the earth tonight
And the path of death he leaves will feed the hunger
Prepare for the chaos
Prepare to die
Once every 1000 years or so the beast gets hungry
And the pain inside that wakes him, makes him angry
There’s not enough food in sight
So, he’ll start to roam the earth tonight
And the path of death he leaves will feed the hunger
Written by: Eric Knutson, Ken Mary, Michael Gilbert, Michael Spencer, Steve Conley
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