a police state invents you. they give you a name. your birthright connects you. to a number and age. they see through the mountain. master and stirred.
Burned in rates. The sea of hates. Our miss. Items charged, items charged. . (More more more more more more). (More more more and more more no more). .
passing ghosts heres the host. talk of nothing matters most. urban fracture whats the matter. only i am lost. rip blade doomsday cut string. way they go away.
Just looking for something is what to say keep looking. At nothing to go away, you take my picture a portrait. Prize behind my image, your father's eyes just looking.
You go to Banglin', tell my boys. You go to Banglin', tell my boys. What times I'm havin' up in Illinois. In Illinois, up in Illinois. . When I gin2 my little cotton I'm going to sell my seed.
And I'm so glad and I am glad, I am glad, I'm glad. I don't know what to do, don't know what to do. I don't know what to do. I'm tired of weepin', tired of moanin', tired of groanin' for you.
I wish I was a little bit taller. I wish I was a baller. I wish I had a girl who looked good, I would call her. I wish I had a rabbit in a hat with a bat.
I wish I was a little bit taller. I wish I was a baller. I wish I had a girl who looked good, I would call her. I wish I had a rabbit in a hat with a bat.
I wanna dance, but I don't know how. I wanna dance, but I don't know how. Little feet, on the floor. I know I've seen you here before. It don't come, every day.
I been runnin' solo dolo. I been on my own. I been sippin' slowly spendin' numerous nights alone. Don't tell me. I 'ont need that. I 'ont need that. I 'ont need that.
Seis millones de judios aniquilados de la forma mas cruel. Un genocido imperialista por ejercitos fascistas. De la historia hay que aprender. Las victimas se han convertido en los verdugos se vuelven del reves.
Es Navidad, voy a comprar a mi nio algo especial. Un animal, un cachorrito para que puedan jugar. Le separaron de su madre na mas nacer. Directo a esa puta urna de cristal.
You can write a book, song or poem or paint a picture. Move away from mom, getting used to new fixtures. . It's not too late, it's not too late. It's never, never too late.
Introducing Ms. Margaret Cho. She's the Asian valley girl who's got much to show. She kind of looks like Connie Chung. But in her own slutty way. . It's Margaret Cho, it's Margaret Cho.
You threaten us by saying. you'll beat our chop suey asses. But chop suey is Chinese food. that is eaten by the masses. The least you could have done.
There is a girl named Spike from DeGrassi High. She had a baby when she was real young. Her best friend is a skinhead chick. She knows an Asian boy named Yick, Kateland, she is very chic.
I missed the bus, I missed the bus again. I missed the bus, I missed the bus again. . Now why'd you miss the bus? I dunno. We're you up late last night? I guess so.
I've given all I can. But all I get for givin' all I've got. Is knowing how in love I am. And how strong I'm not. . She knows the way I feel. Sometimes it feels like I'm breakin' ground.
I never meant to let you down, girl. Wrapped up in my own little world. You're leaving what am I missing?. Did I hear you say I never listen? Well. . I never heard when you cried.
(Steve Mandile). . I remember. It was September the third. When I said it all with just 3 little words. I know the way you wore your hair on that day.