Choking Victim
Choking Victim was an American punk band from 1992 to 1999, formed in New York City. The band became notable around "C-squat," in the Lower East Side of Manhattan, where they squatted and continue to inhabit and organize shows for their music, which blended ska punk with Black Metal, and Anarchist lyrics.
They also became known for Satanic imagery and numerous references to the vagrant lifestyle, such as crack-smoking, shoplifting, and squatting. Read Full BioChoking Victim was an American punk band from 1992 to 1999, formed in New York City. The band became notable around "C-squat," in the Lower East Side of Manhattan, where they squatted and continue to inhabit and organize shows for their music, which blended ska punk with Black Metal, and Anarchist lyrics.
They also became known for Satanic imagery and numerous references to the vagrant lifestyle, such as crack-smoking, shoplifting, and squatting. They also, like many other bands in the punk scene, have violent anti-police sentiments in their songs. The band prides itself on its Atheist stance, often making sardonic references to Satan, for the sole purpose of being offensive.
Choking Victim broke up after the first day of recording for their one and only album, but the recordings from that one day were enough to make a solid album. After they broke up, Stza and Ezra Crack formed the band Leftöver Crack, and Skwert and Ezra formed INDK. Sascha has spent the last several years organically farming in upstate NY.
They also became known for Satanic imagery and numerous references to the vagrant lifestyle, such as crack-smoking, shoplifting, and squatting. Read Full BioChoking Victim was an American punk band from 1992 to 1999, formed in New York City. The band became notable around "C-squat," in the Lower East Side of Manhattan, where they squatted and continue to inhabit and organize shows for their music, which blended ska punk with Black Metal, and Anarchist lyrics.
They also became known for Satanic imagery and numerous references to the vagrant lifestyle, such as crack-smoking, shoplifting, and squatting. They also, like many other bands in the punk scene, have violent anti-police sentiments in their songs. The band prides itself on its Atheist stance, often making sardonic references to Satan, for the sole purpose of being offensive.
Choking Victim broke up after the first day of recording for their one and only album, but the recordings from that one day were enough to make a solid album. After they broke up, Stza and Ezra Crack formed the band Leftöver Crack, and Skwert and Ezra formed INDK. Sascha has spent the last several years organically farming in upstate NY.
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500 Channels
Choking Victim Lyrics
500 channels of a day-dream stimulation
Helps me to resent my life and raise my expectations.
Locked into re-runs, your memories repeating,
And all your ideals seem so self defeating.
For you and yours, the pepsi generation,
And when you're discontent, you change the T.V. station,
And when you hate your life, no qualtities redeeming,
A million brainwashed zombies will always be heard screaming...
And when there is no hope,
"I'll smoke some crack, I'll shoot some dope!"
When there's no enemies,
"I sit and stare at my T.V.
And in my ignorance,
I'll be a slave and sycophant!"
And in a perfect world devoid of all temptations,
The good leftover crizack could unite the nations.
But now the war machines are mapping our destruction
With poisons over flowing in the chemical seductions.
And when there is no hope,
"I'll smoke some crack, I'll shoot some dope!"
When there's no enemies,
"I sit and stare at my T.V.
And in my ignorance,
I'll be a slave and sycophant!"
With my credit and my bank,
My mind will draw a blank.
I'll block out history,
And stare at my T.V.
For me there is no way.
500 channels waste my life away, away
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: FRANCOIS S. CHERPITEL, S. DUBRUL, SEAN P. MCARDLE
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Kristoff Cicourel
Lyrics:
500 channels of a day-dream stimulation
helps me to resent my life and raise my expectations.
Locked into re-runs, your memories repeating,
and all your ideals seem so self defeating.
For you and yours, the pepsi generation,
and when you're discontent, you change the T.V. station,
And when you hate your life, no qualtities redeeming,
a million brainwashed zombies will always be heard screaming...
And when there is no hope,
"I'll smoke some crack, I'll shoot some dope!"
When theres no enemies,
"I sit and stare at my T.V.
and in my ignorance,
I'll be a slave and sycophant!"
And in a perfect world devoid of all temptations,
the good leftover crizack could unite the nations.
But now the war machines are mapping our destructions
with poisons over flowing in the chemical seductions.
And when there is no hope,
"I'll smoke some crack, I'll shoot some dope!"
When theres no enemies,
"I sit and stare at my T.V. [X2]
and in my ignorance,
I'll be a slave and sycophant!"
With my credit and my bank,
my mind will draw a blank.
I'll block out history,
and stare at my T.V.
For me there is no way.
500 channels waste my life away, away...
Another Plane3d
500 Channels
500 channels of a day-dream stimulation
Helps me to resent my life and raise my expectations
Locked into re-runs, your memories repeating
And all your ideals seem so self defeating
For you and yours, the pepsi generation
And when you're discontent, you change the T.V. station
And when you hate your life, no qualities redeeming
A million brainwashed zombies will always be heard screaming...
And when there is no hope
"I'll smoke some crack, I'll shoot some dope!"
When theres no enemies
"I sit and stare at my T.V
And in my ignorance
I'll be a slave and sycophant!"
And in a perfect world devoid of all temptations
The good leftover crizack could unite the nations
But now the war machines are mapping our destructions
With poisons over flowing in the chemical seductions
And when there is no hope
"I'll smoke some crack, I'll shoot some dope!"
When theres no enemies
"I sit and stare at my T.V
And in my ignorance
I'll be a slave and sycophant!"
Third Eye Flow
LYRICS:
500 channels of a day-dream stimulation
helps me to resent my life and raise my expectations.
Locked into re-runs, your memories repeating,
and all your ideals seem so self defeating.
For you and yours, the pepsi generation,
and when you're discontent, you change the T.V. station,
And when you hate your life, no qualtities redeeming,
a million brainwashed zombies will always be heard screaming,
And when there is no hope,
ILL SMOKE SOME CRACK ILL SHOOT SOME DOPE!!
When theres no enemies,
I sit and stare at my T.V!!!
and in my ignorance,
I'll be a slave and sycophant!!
And in a perfect world devoid of all temptations,
the good leftover crizack could unite the nations.
But now the war machines are mapping our destructions
with poisons over flowing in the chemical seductions.
And when there is no hope,
I'll smoke some crack, I'll shoot some dope!!!!
When theres no enemies,
I sit and stare at my T.V.!!
and in my ignorance,
I'll be a slave and sycophant!!
And when there is no hope,
ILL SMOKE SOME CRACK ILL SHOOT SOME DOPE!!
When theres no enemies,
I sit and stare at my T.V!!!
and in my ignorance,
I'll be a slave and sycophant!!
With my credit and my bank,
my mind will draw a blank.
I'll block out history,
and stare at my T.V.
For me there is no way.
500 channels waste my life away, away!!!UAAAHHHHHHG!!
Blake R.
500 channels of a day-dream stimulation
Helps me to resent my life and raise my expectations.
Locked into re-runs, your memories repeating,
And all your ideals seem so self defeating.
For you and yours, the pepsi generation,
And when you're discontent, you change the TV station,
And when you hate your life, no qualtities redeeming,
A million brainwashed zombies will always be heard screaming...
And when there is no hope,
"I'll smoke some crack, I'll shoot some dope!"
When there's no enemies,
"I sit and stare at my TV
And in my ignorance,
I'll be a slave and sycophant!"
And in a perfect world devoid of all temptations,
The good leftover crizack could unite the nations.
But now the war machines are mapping our destructions
With poisons over flowing in the chemical seductions.
And when there is no hope,
"I'll smoke some crack, I'll shoot some dope!"
When there's no enemies,
"I sit and stare at my TV
And in my ignorance,
I'll be a slave and sycophant!"
With my credit and my bank,
My mind will draw a blank.
I'll block out history,
And stare at my TV
For me there is no way.
500 channels waste my life away, away...
TrashLid
500 channels of a day-dream stimulation
Helps me to resent my life and raise my expectations.
Locked into re-runs, your memories repeating,
And all your ideals seem so self defeating.
For you and yours, the pepsi generation,
And when you're discontent, you change the T.V. station,
And when you hate your life, no qualtities redeeming,
A million brainwashed zombies will always be heard screaming...
And when there is no hope,
"I'll smoke some crack, I'll shoot some dope!"
When there's no enemies,
"I sit and stare at my T.V.
And in my ignorance,
I'll be a slave and sycophant!"
And in a perfect world devoid of all temptations,
The good leftover crizack could unite the nations.
But now the war machines are mapping our destruction
With poisons over flowing in the chemical seductions.
And when there is no hope,
"I'll smoke some crack, I'll shoot some dope!"
When there's no enemies,
"I sit and stare at my T.V.
And in my ignorance,
I'll be a slave and sycophant!"
With my credit and my bank,
My mind will draw a blank.
I'll block out history,
And stare at my T.V.
For me there is no way.
500 channels waste my life away, away
Shawnee Deen
500 Channels
500 channels of a day-dream stimulation
helps me to resent my life and raise my expectations.
Locked into re-runs, your memories repeating,
and all your ideals seem so self defeating.
For you and yours, the pepsi generation,
and when you're discontent, you change the T.V. station,
And when you hate your life, no qualtities redeeming,
a million brainwashed zombies will always be heard screaming...
And when there is no hope,
"I'll smoke some crack, I'll shoot some dope!"
When theres no enemies,
"I sit and stare at my T.V.
and in my ignorance,
I'll be a slave and sycophant!"
And in a perfect world devoid of all temptations,
the good leftover crizack could unite the nations.
But now the war machines are mapping our destructions
with poisons over flowing in the chemical seductions.
And when there is no hope,
"I'll smoke some crack, I'll shoot some dope!"
When theres no enemies,
"I sit and stare at my T.V.
and in my ignorance,
I'll be a slave and sycophant!"
With my credit and my bank,
my mind will draw a blank.
I'll block out history,
and stare at my T.V.
For me there is no way.
500 channels waste my life away, away...
SubieSteve25
500 Channels
500 channels of a day-dream stimulation
helps me to resent my life and raise my expectations.
Locked into re-runs, your memories repeating,
and all your ideals seem so self defeating.
For you and yours, the pepsi generation,
and when you're discontent, you change the T.V. station,
And when you hate your life, no qualtities redeeming,
a million brainwashed zombies will always be heard screaming...
And when there is no hope,
"I'll smoke some crack, I'll shoot some dope!"
When theres no enemies,
"I sit and stare at my T.V.
and in my ignorance,
I'll be a slave and sycophant!"
And in a perfect world devoid of all temptations,
the good leftover crizack could unite the nations.
But now the war machines are mapping our destructions
with poisons over flowing in the chemical seductions.
And when there is no hope,
"I'll smoke some crack, I'll shoot some dope!"
When theres no enemies,
"I sit and stare at my T.V.
and in my ignorance,
I'll be a slave and sycophant!"
With my credit and my bank,
my mind will draw a blank.
I'll block out history,
and stare at my T.V.
For me there is no way.
500 channels waste my life away, away
Arcade Warrior
THE FREAKIN BASS IN THIS SONG MAN..
Zachary Taylor
Dude, what? Not really. I don't think you understand music or mind altering chemicals, nor what havoc they can wreak on a bass, pal. Find out at your own behest, but stay safe, because I've had at least 3 basses spontaneously combust.. Always a real bummer..
FoxyNeal
ikr
Daryk
I know right!!!! How can you not bust out your best high knee, feet kicking, fist punching, boot stomping skank moves? :) This song is on my wave length or something because even though I've heard it a million times it I close my eyes and that bass carries me away to a feeling of content joy as I nod my head to the beat with a smile on my face. This is my meditation. Ohhhh but Infested is pretty rad too! :P
Matthew Samsak
Rest Easy bass master
Deepdarkbasement
RIP to Alec Baillie
Cd6
I got this CD from a local record store a year ago thinking it’d be some black metal band. Best mistake I’ve ever made
Brian Archer
Yup from my heroin fueled, living in c squat days.
Three Dog parody satire
Yeah this album is a hidden gem
rakuen:Callisto!
How did you get ANY CD from a local record store recently? Let alone Choking Victim?
I call bs.