This is waht I am listening to at the moment.

UNION UNDERGROUND
"Across The Nation"

Now get the guns, the drugs, From my generation.
I’ll take the fall, the saints, across the nation.
And it’s the sex, the gods, the freaks, the frauds.
They’re messin’ with me, Come on, come on, come on.
Let’s get it on!

Move to the music,
Play that fucking music,
Move it to the music, yeah! (Get it on)
Move to my music,
Play that fucking music,
Live through my music, yeah!

Now get the guns, the drugs, from my generation.
I’ll take the fall, the saints, across the nation.
And it’s the sex, the gods, the freaks, the frauds.
They’re messin’ with me, Come on, come on, come on.
Let’s get it on!

Move to the music,
Play that fucking music,
Move it to the music, yeah! (Get it on)
Move to my music,
Play that fucking music,
Live through my music, yeah!

Forget the lies, the money, we’re in this together.
And through it all, they said nothing’s forever.
And they refuse to see the change in me,
Why won’t they wake up? Come on, come on, come on.
Let’s get it on!

Move to the music,
Play that fucking music,
Move it to the music, yeah! (Get it on)
Move to my music,
Play that fucking music,
Live through my music, yeah!

Move to the music.
Move it to the music, yeah.
Move to my music.
Live through the music yeah.

(Test, test, test, test)
Move to the music.
(Test, test, test, test)
Move it to the music, yeah.
(Test, test, test, test)
Move to my music.
(Test, test, test, test)
Live through the music yeah.
(Test, test, test, test)

Move to the music,
Play that fucking music,
Move it to the music, yeah! (Get it on)
Move to my music,
Play that fucking music,
Live through my music, yeah!

Move to the music,
Play that fucking music,
Move it to the music, yeah! (Get it on)
Move to my music,
Play that fucking music,
Live through my music, yeah!


"South Texas Deathride"

Take a look in my mind and justify
Hell, I might even sympathize
But why must you fuck with these things
In my head for so long that I feel I could break
Never forget your lies
Hypocrisize
Five million might change your mind
But why must you fuck with these things
In my head for so long that I feel I could break

So c'mon c'mon c'mon get up get up
South Texas deathride you motherfuck
So c'mon c'mon c'mon get up get up
South Texas man I'm livin' it up

So what if I was your guide
South Texas deathride
Like I said I might sympathize
But why must you fuck with these things I believe
Man it's guilt by association