Religions are no fun, religions endanger the life and happiness of millions. It must stop. We appeal in particular to the youth of today. Stop the madness. There are better things in life.

The story of 510 really begins with the ending of the Brady Bunch series which left the two youngest bradies with no way to support their blossoming drug habits and sexual deviancies. Bobby and Cindy thought a music career would be the best way to cash in on their fading celebrity. They soon found making music was harder than they thought and they parted ways after the “lip syncing” controversy that surrounded their milli vannilli project.
Cindy changed her name to Mister T and worked in the adult film industry for a short time, staring mainly in films for the S & M market. She starred in such classics as Edward Penis Hands, Sponge bob bondage pants and the Italian Stallion in which she starred along side Sylvester Stallion.
Bobby became an unlicensed back street surgeon. After some legal problems he changed his name to Floogalhorn and fled to Holland where he worked the red light district. After Floogalhorn returned he was so desperate for any sort of attention that he decided to try the music thing again. Mister T was just as desperate for attention and thus 510 was formed.
After performing (not only musically) their some times disturbing shows a handful of times to drunks and mainstream drop outs they recruited a clown from the nearest town. His name was Doink and he was running from his gambling debts (the Scottish mafia wanted him dead). Using his position as a clown, he was moving from town to town solving supernatural mysteries. One night Dr Floogalhorn got him drunk and made him sign a life long contract on the pretence that he was buying a Datsun 120Y. At first would just bash the bass with his forehead, after a little training he showed an aptitude for music and throwing cream pies.
They continued to accumulate mind numbing material and stupid party tricks. Then one day they found a guitar man handing out leaflets and trying to convert people to his new religion. Vark was a strange man who told people he had spent many years learning in a Tibetan monastery. This time was actually spent in shady pines mental institution, where he formed his weird and slightly scary religion based on drugs and depravity. He will quite cheerfully tell you he is the Anti Christ and quite often dresses as a nun. He also spends a lot of time in dark rooms crying in his second job as an emo. Vark was convinced to join the band when all band members converted to his strange new religion.
The final but most important member was found working on a Scandinavian oil rig, in the outskirts of the delta region in the Alaskan wilderness. The band was playing a string of gigs on the Folk circuit of the Alaskan dark lands. One night they were quite impressed by the drinking prowess of a certain local. So he was given a bottle of Vodka and some low grade LSD. He thus joined the band. This man once known as Osama Bin Drinking from that moment forth became Toddus McGregos. And thus a band was formed.

FUCK
YOUR WAR
FUCK
YOUR BORDERS
WE WON'T FOLLOW YOUR
FUCKIN' ORDERS

PERCEPTIONS IN TWO DIMENSIONS
What you see
On your tv
You believe
It to be
The IMF and all their friends
Are not bringing down the governments
Of the world, with a few words
Whispered into the right ears
What you see
On your tv
You believe
It to be
The FBI and the ATF
They didn’t do anything wrong
With their gun’s and their bomb’s
When they were at waco
What you believe, what you believe, what you believe, what you’re told
What you believe, what you believe, what you believe, what you’re told
When you believe, when you believe, when you believe, what you’re told
One world government, new world order
One world government, new world order
One world government, new world order
One world government, incorporated
You don’t want to
To believe that
People you trust
Can’t be trusted
Their entrusted
Can’t be trusted, no
Popular culture is a carnivore. It devours it’s young to feed the rich. Every day in a million ways, it cuts you up, jams you in a box and when you emerge, you put on your dada shirt, your 50cent jeans and your nike air jordons ……..I will not be devoured . I will not be chewed up. I will not be spat out.