Stormtroopers Of Death includes the famous Billy Milano (M.O.D.) on vocals, Scott Ian on guitar and Charlie Benante on drums (both of Anthrax fame). Also, bassist Dan Lilker has been in many other underground metal bands, including Brutal Truth, Nuclear Assault, Exit-13 and early Anthrax among others.
S.O.D. don’t always write songs to anger, but often pen lyrics to amuse. For instance, in response to their (misconstrued) earlier lyrics, S.O.D. wrote the politically-correct (and Agnostic Front-esque) We All Bleed Red: a track that condemns racists and racism. Also, S.O.D. include healthy doses of humor for the metal fan, poking fun at Slayer (Seasoning the Obese), Celtic Frost (Celtic Frosted Flakes), and King Diamond/Mercyful Fate (King at the King/Evil Is In). The cover to Bigger Than the Devil is a tribute to the classic Number of the Beast by Iron Maiden.
From The BNR Metal Pages (http://www.bnrmetal.com/):
“06/25/2002 : Following personal disputes between Billy Milano and the two Anthrax members (Scott Ian and Charlie Benante) concerning the “Behind The Music” VH-1 program on Anthrax (Milano felt that Danny Lilker was slighted) the band is once again disbanded. “
Xerox
S.O.D. Lyrics
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Laugh In is on and they need back their shoes
Bob Marley called and he wants back his dreads
Just how many piercings can you put in your head?
Sid Vicious needs his razor blade and chain
The N.Y. Dolls are back so give then back their glam
The white riot's on and the Clash need back their sound
Looking so downtown
You're fucking Kinkos
You're fucking Kinkos
You're fucking Kinkos
You're just a copy... Xerox
The song "Xerox" by S.O.D. is a satirical statement on the lack of originality in modern society. The lyrics are a critique of people who try too hard to fit in with certain subcultures by mimicking the styles of their heroes. Rollins, Laugh In, Bob Marley, Sid Vicious, NY Dolls, and the Clash are all referenced in the song, as their unique looks and sounds have been copied and imitated countless times. The chorus "You're fucking Kinkos/You're just a copy... Xerox" drives home the message that these imitators lack originality and creativity.
The song's verses are filled with absurd questions that mock those who try to emulate others. "Just how many piercings can you put in your head?" is a line that pokes fun at people who try to outdo each other with body modifications. "With patchouli and pitbull you're looking so downtown" is a line that parodies the typical hipster aesthetic of trying too hard to be trendy.
Overall, "Xerox" is a humorous song that sheds light on the societal pressure to conform and the lack of creativity in modern culture.
Line by Line Meaning
Rollins called up and he wants his tattoos
Your tattoos are nothing but a copy of Rollins' tattoos. He wants them back.
Laugh In is on and they need back their shoes
You're wearing shoes that belong to Laugh In. Give them back.
Bob Marley called and he wants back his dreads
Your dreadlocks are just a cheap imitation of Bob Marley's. He wants them back.
Just how many piercings can you put in your head?
You're trying to be unique with your excessive amount of piercings, but you're just a copycat. Stop copying others.
Sid Vicious needs his razor blade and chain
You're just copying Sid Vicious' style, and he wants his signature razor blade and chain back.
The N.Y. Dolls are back so give then back their glam
You're trying to copy the glam rock style of the N.Y. Dolls, but they're back now and want their style back.
The white riot's on and the Clash need back their sound
You're copying the sound of The Clash, who originated the white riot sound. They want their originality back.
With patchouli and pitbull you're looking so downtown
You're trying to fit in with the trendy, urban crowd by wearing patchouli and owning a pitbull.
You're fucking Kinkos
You're nothing but a cheap copy, like the photocopies made at Kinkos.
You're just a copy... Xerox
Just like a Xerox copy, you lack originality and are just a carbon copy of someone else.
Lyrics © OBO APRA/AMCOS
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