7000 Dying Rats

Songs

A Letter from the Gas Company

A Rats' Ass

A Real Kneeslapper

Adrenalin

Altar of Goat Skulls

Alzheimers

Alzheimerz

Anal Cunt Is Gay

Annihilator the Devastator

Argument at Your Local Indie Record Store

As Narcissus Catches His Own Reflection in the Party Ball

Baby Crusher

Ballad of Chico

Balls of Bigotry

Bands That Play Funk Blow

BFFZ

Bigfoot Destroy

Blondies

Cocaine Keeps Me Thin and Sexy

Congressional Metal of Honor

Cyber-Mod

Death Hammer of the Bearded Ones

Dispelling the Myths of Couch

Distinct Correction

Don't Fuck My Sister

Eddie Money

Fool Ass Jaw Ass

Foot Ass Jaw Ass

Forced Boat

Free Jazz (And Mumia)

Funeral March

Gangly Dominion Over Your Corpse

Gary Drug Abusey

Gas Money

Grind Fluffer

Hack to Bits

Hellcatcher

He's Watching a Film

Horrible

I Blow Shits

I Just Broke Up With Jim O'Croce

If I Can't Understand It... I'll Crush It

Intro

Jesus Farted

Kooky Spook (Scrutiny Bladder)

Lair of Deadly Gigantic Scorpions

Last Day of the Sun

Lemur in Limbo

Luft Balloons

My Nordic Butt Can Rule Nations

One Laast Jam

One Shot, One Kill

Open the Realm 2

Outro

Ozzy Looked Like Bea Arthur on the Ultimate Sin Tour

Paper Thin Lizzy

Paranoid

Paul Stanley's Chest

Pegasus Boyd

Queen of Vermin

Resentment of the Indians

Rock n Roll Weapon

Satanium Bloodlust

Small Penises Work Better

Straight Up Comedy Grind

Strippers on Ecstasy

Support Vaginal Pride

This Close

Train Come to Town, Make Town Dirty

True Worriors of Metal

Uncle Tom's of Finland

Untitled

Unyielding Glare

Vicissitudes

Waiting for Toney Sucks

Warning

We Want Weez-E

Weapons of Fiji

You Carry My Jock Like the World on Your Shoulders

Your Studied Indifference is Duly Noted

How Do You Like My White Suit?

One Shot_ One Kill

Rhythm Is A Dancer/Geja Vu

Rhythm Is a Danger/ Deja Vu

Make Them Die Slowly

The Clenched Fist of White Oppression

The Clenched Fist of White Opression

The Possum Antithesis of John Davies

The Thought Bubble Above My Head Is Filled With Golden Rotating Shotguns

…and Then the Girl Said, "Why Would You Want to Be in a Band That Didn't Have a Message?"

We had "Dying" in our Name way Before all Those Metalcore Cocksuckers Came Along