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The Violent Years

The Violent Years is a 1956 American exploitation film directed by William Morgan and starring Jean Moorhead as Paula Parkins, the leader of a gang of juvenile delinquent high school girls. The film is notable for having an uncredited Ed Wood as the author of its screenplay. It was released in 1956 on a double bill with the German import Conchita and the Engineer (aka Macumba). more »

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Cage the birds! No flight's safe
When my cold knife is on the wing
Cut to sing! Any place
I land is taken, well I'll be
Breathe so hoarse and heavy, you can't sleep
Just beneath your window
The hungry ghosts that Allen saw
Are the youth of your nation, haunting your houses

Gut the birds! We might as well eat
It'll be a long winter trapped indoors
Doing our makeup under the sun of our
Carbon Madonna, dry as whores
Air conditioning drowns our cries for help
And my tongue, it swims enough
The hungry ghosts that Allen saw
Are the youth of your nation, haunting your planet

Rattling cans, our little youth anthem
Empty and wasted, cold to the touch
Rattling cans, our little youth anthem
Only important in what we can take
Rattling cans, our little youth anthem
But it's about to break
Into something you can't control
Something you cannot hold

Schutzstaffel standard of living
Don't want your stolen car or television
Electrified cross, promise of relevance
Promise of attention
On a hill you stole from the Indians
Do you think you won?
I can take my own picture

Rattling cans, our little youth anthem
Empty and wasted, cold to the touch
Rattling cans, our little youth anthem
Only important in what we can take
Rattling cans, our little youth anthem
But it's about to break

Cage the birds
This new guilded age is going to end today
Ground the flights
I am playing dirty as your senate seat
And I don't really give a shit
About what your hybrid did, anyway
We've lost that lovin' feelin
We've lost that lovin' feelin

We burn like coal and we rise like heat
We burn like coal and we rise like heat
We're your children, and we've come to eat
And we won't lick your clay anymore
Your graven images and burials are through

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