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Chug of War

by Hammer Fight

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    A cross between Slayer, Motorhead, and Beer! Hammer Fight return to Horror Pain Gore Death Productions with their new full length "Chug Of War". Combining ripping guitars, bass leads and gritty dirty vocals, New Jersey's Hammer Fight stand out from the rest with a unique sound. "Chug Of War" is a rockin' album of drunken madness for fans of Iron Maiden, Motorhead, Anthrax, Slayer, Blood Duster, Blood For Blood, Carnivore, Thin Lizzy, Gang Green and Venom

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1.
Ruben's Ride 02:40
The storm approaches And I worry not A blast of salt for baths to make my nerves stand taut In hand my boom stick A wrangled beast Aluminum puncture wounds to inject fuel in me for my spree On the back of the beast I ride the angry seas Fire shots in the sky By me even Gods can die Tsunami waves bring my wrath to land Gilled, fang-toothed steed of seas On I ride to conquer all of man On the back of the beast I ride the angry seas Fire shots in the sky By me even Gods can die On the back of the beast I ride the angry seas Now til the end of time They'll speak of Ruben's Ride
2.
I'm feeling slow tonight, I guess I'll just stay in I'll just sip a few with my guitar A few turns 22, and now it's 4 a.m. It looks like work will have to wait again I didn't feel like drinking until I started drinking I don't know what I was thinking If I hadn't started drinking I wouldn't be here singing Cause that's when I wrote this song Spill out the van again, it's time to rock 'n roll My head's still spinning from the night before I just don't feel it, I can't even hear this band The cure's abundent here, there's one in everybody's hand I didn't feel like drinking Until I started drinking (x2) I didn't feel like drinking until I started drinking I didn't feel like drinking I didn't feel like drinking until I started drinking I'm sure glad I started drinking
3.
DisasTOUR 01:57
Grab your gear and life and throw it in the van Kiss your job goodbye, it's time to hit the road again Cook rocks in Springfield, dodge death with Bill Forge on through the desert where we know the shows are ill Alright Driving through the mountains, tranmission fluid's low Too broke to eat again, more shows canceled for snow Transmission drops out, let's trade this fucker in Halfway through to Kansas when a Mac Truck does us in
4.
Foot Chase 02:53
Up on the dash, you're drawing me in Might not be normal, but sure ain't a sin A gleam in my eye, a tent in my pants I'm down for this foot chase, I'll take every chance Don't show me your face, I don't wanna know Enjoying the scene here, I'll follow the show Don't know where you're going, I don't really care Cancel all my plans, today I'll just stare Cutie-pa-tootie, my bi-pedal beauty You just made my heart skip a beat Burning my tires, you're lighting my fire It's getting real tight in my seat You wiggle, you shake; I tingle, I quake In this race I'll be coming in first Perched right on the glove, they scream for a rub My gas tank is full and it's ready to burst Don't show me your face, I don't wanna know Enjoying the scene here, I'll follow the show Don't know where you're going, I don't really care Cancel all my plans, today I'll just stare Never knew it could be this way Love at first sight with no eyes Don't mind the guy sitting next to you I'll follow you all through the night Never knew it could be this way Love at first sight with no eyes Don't mind the guy sitting next to you I'll follow you all through the night Right by your side, no where to hide Every second I'm gaining more ground But the moment they're out of my sight I'm turning this damn thing around
5.
Ginger Rails 02:58
Walked in, to the back My eyes were drawn to a half-bare rack She sat alone, in the rear She scraped her solace off a hand held mirror The spots on her face were red and brown The dust on her nose was white She said , "Hey there handsome stranger. Think I got what you need." And God Damn if she was ever right Blast off to Hell With Ginger Rails All others pale She took me home and she jumped my bones I did a blast and went right for that ass But her stuff was "that stuff" and it K.O.ed my junk She left me nude and lonely like some dumb young punk I knew the truth right from the start That girl gets off on breaking hearts I should have known from the first drip I just got on a sinking ship That night I failed With Ginger Rails All others pale
6.
Get Wrecked 02:29
Wasted at the bar again Tonight we got no show My eyes are getting heavy I hope I score some blow If you're buying I'll take what's wet Don't ask, don't tell Top shelf or well I'm taking everything I can GET WRECKED The boys are getting restless The ratio is off Someone don't get some action soon Someone's gonna get their head knocked off We're drinking life away But we're all dead so that's OK Spent my rent on getting bent Life sucks this is the only way GET WRECKED So what are we looking for? A fight, a drink, a dirty whore Only one thing's for sure We'll drink until we're face down on the floor Drink(x7)
7.
We stand fast on the front lines Taking every single hit You say you know the battle field But my friend you don't know shit Small men of small minds have grown tall through the time But can't stand long enough to use something behind We'll fight the good fight, leave no man behind Expect those deserters forgotten by time Knee deep and alone in the tenches With only ourselves to defend Just bail out and now to the rat race Now zip that shit tight and just call this the end We've sworn the oath of loyalty No surrender or defeat A traitor is among us We've been sleeping with the enemy So we do the only thing we know And execute the guilty
8.
Your Flock of Seagulls hair cut ain't metal no matter what you say You say that you like girls, but even Halford thinks that you look gay Look like a fat ass teenage girl, Facebook says you're a man Do the scene a favor and quit playing in a fucking band Speaking of doing favors, you should buy yourself a mirror If that T shirt were alive it would be squirting fucking tears Busting at the seams or so it seems, wear clothes that fucking fit Those pants are so damn tight, it must be really hard to take a shit Let's make sure to get real mad when one of us does well More fans must means they sold out, at least they got something to sell Redundancy's a cop out, not the sound of being free How many fucking ways can you go BREE, BREE, BREE, BREE, BREE? Can't say that we're a new thing, it's all been done before But all the same at the same time, is just a fucking bore Cookie cutters mass producing breakdowns and hair cuts I hope that the next spin kick lands right on your nuts
9.
If I heard it once I heard a million times You're the alpha baby, king of lies Say you've seen it all can't tell me how it looks A work of fiction just like in a book Quit, you're lost You've had your time You're in my fucking way Move over and let me get mine It's Done, we've got somewhere to be Cut off the deadweight We're picking up speed Say you know it all, say you've won it all But truth be told you're getting old and all your tales are tall To Think someone did more would make your ego sore Just hang it up and head on down the line No need to try again capturing old times Get lost, just stop, I'm getting off I'm too tall for this ride The show is over now it's time to head on home I've got my shit packed up to head out on my own You finally got where you want Life in the small pond just seems like a swamp Haven't we been here before? Stuck in the same shit, I'm going for more Get out of my fucking way
10.
Made in Rock 02:56
We honed our craft in squalor Squat on floors, sleeping in cars For a half hour to holler In the corner of dive bars It's a long way to the top, and we're used to living low Killed another crowd tonight and that's all we have to show Liars and thieves, snakes in the leaves Vultures just waiting to bite Kicked in the head; robbed, left for dead Without even seeing the fight Abandoned by some we called brother Those who all swore to stay true Spit on your memory and try this again This time we got nothing to lose I look out ahead and I see a steep climb Don't think twice about scaling the peaks And we're willing to die for one shot at the gold And we'll chase that damn prize til we're withered and old Maybe, baby we can find a way out Without you Maybe we can get out of this place And when we do Hit the ground at a record pace Grab the world by it's throat and spit right in it's face
11.
All prim and proper You primp and you posture Flexing and grunting A total imposter Throw loud barks at the weakest marks To look big for the few who care A tough guy in those eyes and he'll prove it with lies A tyrant of bullshit, a head ten feet wide King of the castle made from smoke and mirrors Gross, grand dillusions, imagining their cheers Make sure the spotlight only shines bright for you But the only place it shines is behind doors in your own room
12.
Stellar Mass 04:44
intrumental
13.
Broke as a joke, still we're all stoke We're gonna paint it red Drink turpentine, formaldehyde Walk like the fuckin dead We'll make ends meet, we always do Somehow we'll get our fill Now shut your mouth and buy the band a drink Give us all your beer money We can't afford our fix You can't imagine what it takes to load up us four pricks We'll buy our shots with change Hustle you with rigged street games As long as this night ends up in a ditch Hey babe, I like you shoes and everything you're wearing Not to be rude, but I can see you caught me staring Let's step out side and take a ride in the back of my van Just give me fifteen minutes and I'll send you back in to your man Give us all your beer money Just put it on your tab We'll take your car too cause we can't afford a cab Being poor ain't bad, we make the best of what we got But my vision isn't blurry yet So buy another shot Looks like you're buying This one's on you Another night dying That's what we do I'll give you forty bucks for one bag of regrets I know that shit's been stepped on, but it's all that I can get Just chop em out and then we'll blast off behind space Keep rolling over speed bumps and we'll lay this night to waste
14.

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A cross between Slayer, Motorhead, and Beer! Hammer Fight return to Horror Pain Gore Death Productions with their new full length "Chug Of War". Combining ripping guitars, bass leads and gritty dirty vocals, New Jersey's Hammer Fight stand out from the rest with a unique sound. "Chug Of War" is a rockin' album of drunken madness for fans of Iron Maiden, Motorhead, Anthrax, Slayer, Blood Duster, Blood For Blood, Carnivore, Thin Lizzy, Gang Green and Venom

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released November 12, 2013

Hammer Fight is:
Drew Murphy - Vocals, Bass
Todd Stern - Guitar, Backing Vocals
Dan Higgins - Guitar
Justin Spaeth - Drums

Recorded at The Machine Shop in Belleville, NJ
Produced by Hammer Fight and Bobby Torres
Mixed and Mastered by Bobby Torres

All music written by Hammer Fight
Additional “Gang Vocals” by Matt Medeiros, Mike Hussey, Ruben Ratliff, Craig Snacks

“Pig Squeal” Vocals on “Queer Eye for the Scene Guy” by Ruben Ratliff
Guitar solo on “Stellar Mass” by Bobby Torres

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