Killer Airborne Disease Transmitters

by The KADT

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released June 29, 2009

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The KADT London, UK

The Killer Airborne Disease Transmitters, or The KADT as they are more widely known are a Hardcore Punk band from Croydon, UK. They take influence from old school US hardcore, boozed up punk rock and balls to the wall crossover thrash. Lyrics are often tongue in cheek takes on death, disease and destruction, along with more important topics like beer, sex and self harm.

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Track Name: No Solution
You sing you’re gonna change the world
I think you’re in a band just to get girls.
On stage screaming FUCK THE PIGS
you run straight to them when your phone gets nicked.
You’re just another hypocrite
you’re a fuckin’ cliché and you’re full of shit.

Never gonna listen to a word you say
‘cos I live my life in my own way.
Do you think your words will make people change?
I’m telling you brother that it’s too late.

Fucking nothing, what we did
we’re the children of the NEVERlution, kid.
Disillusioned, given up
the world’s a fuckin’ mess and I don’t give a fuck.

Now the shit has hit the fan
let me hear your master plan.
Relax, don’t be afraid
we’re all gonna die anyway.
When they drop another bomb
inspiration for your new song,
another thousand people die
as your record sales multiply.

Who will you preach to now?
You’re on your own.
No one believes you now
your cover’s blown.

Have you reached your goal?
Fit in your pigeon hole?
Say what they want to hear
‘cos to me it's quite clear.

NO SOLUTION?

I see nothing when I look at you
a piece of shit I can see right through.
If you haven’t heard, well, here’s the news
we’d have a better place here without you.
Track Name: Cranial Vacuum
The way you look, the things you say
the way you live day to day.
They’ll steal from you your dream come true
erase your memory with a special brew!

LOSE CONTROL, LOSE YOUR SOUL!

They can suck your ideas straight out your skull,
straight into a machine to mix it up.
Then add generic shit to water it down,
soon you’ll be hearing it all over town, NO!

CRANIAL VACUUM!

LOSE CONTROL, LOSE YOUR SOUL!
Track Name: Scumbag
Everywhere you go you infect society
with a hatred for normality.
You require substance constantly
another scumbag just like me.

Don’t wanna tell the truth, it’s easier to lie,
nicking everything NEVER GONNA DIE!
Don’t wanna be part of society,
that’s the scumbag mentality.

Wasted all the time
SCUM FOR LIFE!

Another scumbag trying to find his way
on a London bus, it’s like a rolling cage.
You always take the piss, you never act your age
couldn’t live your life in any other way.

I can tell just by looking in your eyes
you’re scum for life.
Destroying yourself until the day you die
you’re scum for life.
Not a decision it’s a state of mind.
you’re scum for life.
You don’t give a fuck if you’re wrong or right
you’re scum for life.

This one goes out to all the Croydon lads
the short skirt, high heeled, blond haired slags.
This ones goes out to all the hardcore punks
drinking, thieving, snorting drugs.
Track Name: The Sound of the Sewers
The rats will rise.
The rats will rise.
They got that look in their eyes.
The rats will rise.

I can hear the city calling, it’s calling after me.
It’s the sound from the sewers, it’s what it must be.
Tempting me into the underworld,
and I can hear now ‘cos it’s fuckin' loud.

Above, beneath, there’s nothing in between.
In the underground there is sound that you can hardly see.
You’ve gotta make your choice, it’s them or me.
Make your fuckin' choice who you believe.

THIS IS THE SOUND FROM THE SEWERS

Expand your mind, explode you brain.
The sound from the sewers entering your veins.
‘Cos this is the sound from the underground.
Tearing your world inside out.
THIS IS THE SOUND FROM THE SEWERS.
Track Name: Toxic Cum
Toxic cum, spread your toxic seed,
deformity, radioactivity.
Toxic cum, coloured toxic green,
burn your face to the third degree.

Oh my god flesh dripping off of your face,
your cum’s gonna wipe out the human race.
I suggest take the test, fuck the nurse,
infect her with your toxic cum curse.

TOXIC CUM, injected by me!
TOXIC CUM, spreading disease.
TOXIC CUM!
Track Name: Killer Disease
What you gonna do? What ya gonna say?
This is a disease and it’s coming your way,
What you gonna do? What ya gonna say?
When you ain’t got a leg to stand on?

RUNNING AWAY,
you should be running away, ‘cos no one's safe.

So what ya gonna do? What ya gonna say?
A fight between guilt and pride in your brain.
What ya gonna do? What ya gonna say?
When you ain't got a leg to stand on?

Apocalyptic philosophy
and you can’t change their minds.
We’ve seen the death of a lot of things,
now it’s time for mankind.

Sometimes it’s just like the blind leading the blind,
we’re just searching for answers we ain’t gonna find.
It will just take one bullet to put you down,
to put you six feet underground.
Kneel down look up to the sky,
there is no time to ask why!

Best get out of this town, their disease is spreading over here now.
Best get out of this town, the hands of greed will be burning it down.
OUT, NOW, disease is spreading over this town.
OUT, NOW, hands of greed will be burning it down.

Apocalyptic philosophy
and you can’t change their minds.
We’ve seen the death of a lot of things,
now it’s time for mankind.

Should be forgetting about all of life’s luxuries and
preparing yourselves for the killer disease,
‘cos the end of the world lies in the hands of their greed
and they’ll paint the town red with the blood that you bleed.
Track Name: Razor Blades
The way you look, everything you fuckin’ say.
Negativity draining my days away.
You’re finding life a chore,
why don’t you kill yourself, that can be your reward.

Razor blades, cut yourself with razor blades.
Razor blades, can’t feel pain another way
Razor blades, cut yourself with razor blades.

You cut yourself with razor blades,
you can’t feel pain in another way.
Express yourself with what you do or say,
but there’s thousands of people out there just the same.

Kill your negativity, time for you to change.

You cut yourself with razor blades,
you can’t feel pain in another way.
Express your self with what you do or say,
but there's thousands of people out there just the same.
At the back of the queue, you're never at the front.
'Cos life's a bitch and you’re a fuckin’ cunt.
A question mark over what to do?
Will you kill yourself or will you see it through?

The way you look, everything you fuckin’ say.
Negativity draining my days away.
You’re finding life a chore,
why don’t you kill yourself, that can be your reward.

Your reward!
Track Name: X-X-X
It’s not a choice it’s a force of habit,
leave your beer on the bar and I’ll fucking grab it.
It’ll disappear as if it were magic,
drinking X-X-X.

You make me sick.

Im drinking X-X-X
and that’s why I am a fucking wreck
and I haven’t even started yet.
So it’s X-X-X nothing more nothing less.

Nothing Less!

Expect nothing less, put your liver to the test.
Expect nothing more.

We do it properly when we get on it.
Gonna kill our livers and empty our wallets...
Alcohol poisoning, I got it,
drinking X-X-X.

Do you hear me say, that I’m ok?
While I decay, you’re in my fuckin’ way.

Do you not hear me say that I’m fucking ok?
You're watching me decay. You’re in my fuckin’ way!
Track Name: Rat People
Hear me now mother fuckers,
this one goes out to all the dirty rat people,
the dirty rat faced sluts,
the dirty fucking rude boy cunts!

I’ll give you a fiver to suck my dick
I’ll give you a tenner to fuck you in the arse.

I smell a rat, it stinks of shit.
It’s next to you, you live with it.
But I still fuck you!

But I still fuck you, ’cos I got nothing else to do.
’Cos you’re a fuckin rat and I’m a fuckin rat too.
This goes out to the rat people you’re all born to fuckin’ lose.
Some were born a rat and some had to fuckin’ choose!

So Choose!
Track Name: See You In Hell
Waste the days away it feels just like a blur sometimes
because my mind has been WRECKtified.
Every single day, another prick up in my face,
behind that smile you scrutinise.

You’ve done things that you say you can’t forget,
a thousand mistakes and still have no regrets.
You’re walking around as if you don’t care.
I’ll see you in hell, I’ll fuckin’ race you there!

Too many wankers wasting my time, so many arseholes clutter my life
and I won’t be rid of them when I die.

I’ll be hearing their voices,
criticizing your choices.
We’re so sick of this bullshit,
we don’t need your politics.

YOU, you’re outside the gig, you don’t wanna pay.
The geezer on the door's meant to be your mate,
but your not a fuckin’ rockstar you’re just another face,
another hypocrite,

another one of their voices,
criticizing your choices.
We’re so sick of this bullshit,
we don’t need your politics.