Children in bloom cooking in the sun. waiting for a room of our own. leave my sister alone. she don't deserve this. she is a flower and I am a flower and.
This is sadness and here's what you can do with it. Leave it in a dumpster for the garbage man to find. This is disappointment and here's what you can do with it.
Hey Jen. Its me again. Tell me, how ya doin. . I know. Its been a year or so. Its like I died or somethin. . The weekend just went by so quickly. And now its incredibly slow.
California bingo. Man I must be dreaming. Fascination on the midway. Listen to him screaming. Sounding like a preacher. Calling in the sinners. Says california bingo.
When hope is gone. We drag the pond. And try to look beyond. The dead end of summer. There's a haze hanging over the town. . So hide your eyes. Ignore the flies.
Like a long day in life. Never so strong is the mercy inside. I feel my eyes turn to the skies. Sliding slowly, melting in your eyes. . You cover up the cruelty.
Moving forward, driven by speed. This instrument is made by hardened steel. Its goal is to crush with a fiendish power. Remorse is a term abolished for ages.
not so long ago, on a cold december day. you let my father die in solitude and pain. once he was your son, and baptised in your name. if this is now you treat him, then violence is my way.
This collaboration herewith is no ego trip. We no bring no badness, no fuss or fighting with it. Educational - why don't you keep up with this. Time to pay atention to the conscious lyrics.
Written by: das, pandit, savale, tailor, zaman. . New crash is coming. . Watch out imf dem try to tek away your sight. Boom an a gloom, recession it a loom.
I'll be honest with you. I hate war in all its forms. Physical, psychological, spiritual. Emotional, environmental. I hate war. . And I hate having to struggle, I, I, I honestly do.
Today, the color line is the power line, is the poverty line. . Racism and imperialism work in tandem. And poverty is their handmaid. . Those who are poor and powerless to break out of their poverty.
Written by: das, pandit, savale, tailor, zaman. . For every opportunity we squeeze de last drop. Seeds sown inna de past and now we're reaping de crop.
Demolition dub. Sort of sonic. Charge. . Now watch this. Get talking well. . No way it is. This is a warning. To the slack society. . Release the pressure.
Look through the square or round window. Now a change a gonna come. Whether you come by bus or underground. Still a change a gonna come. If you're north or if you're south.
I am ready to be hypnotized. And see the whole world through invisible eyes. I'd feel much better if there was no light. So turn on the dark and I'll just fade into the night.
I stood in the shower. Waiting for life to unfold. It could have been an hour. Cause I stood there til the water got cold. So why don't you come on over.
I walked across town just to show you I care. An old familiar place, but your face isn't there. I didn't want to call since we've crossed all the wires.