I hate Christians and I hate Jews. I hate my friends and I hate you. I hate the blacks and whites and reds. I hope to see them all dead. . [Chorus:]. I'm not prejeduced, 'cause I hate everyone.
I hate the way it smells, I hate the way it tastes. I'll take a pot of coffee, throw it in your face. Coffee shops suck shit, let's burn em to the ground.
I don't care what you do. I'm not gonna do it I don't like you. Well you can't be what you love. I know that you wont get far. . You're gonna die. You're gonna die.
words - Robert Hunter. music - David Freiberg. . I heard you singing. What were you singing when the people got right?. Were you singing Stand and Deliver?.
You went away and left me long time ago. And now you're knockin' on my door. . I hear you knocking but you can't come in. I hear you knocking, go back where you've been.
Been waiting here a long, long time. Pain and trouble on my mind. You came along and made me see. Oh you lifted me. . Shot up everything that my money could buy.
I don't ever want to see you crying,. And I don't ever want to see you blue,. oh no, all I ever wanted to do was know you. And maybe hope you could know me too..
Alright, yeah, c'mon now, that's right child, yeah, alright. I need somebody to help me out. I need somebody to work it out. C'mon and help me. C'mon and help me.
the blues the greys the rainy days, they're coming to get ya. they rearrange and seem to change, the rhythm it sets ya. we crave the wave we need to save the thrill and the feeling.
Through the noise of the street. And the screams inside my head. I dont seem to find peace. Through the words that you have said. . The traffics constant pulse.
Yeah, it's 97 going into 98. And I've been doin' this for mad years, payin' dues. This is my heart, my purpose in life and finally I'm on. Which brings me to realize that the tough life.
Big Dave, come in. Yo, go 'head. What's your twenty?. I'm in front of the a room right now. . Ten four. I got cha. (She comin'). She's on her way to the back.
Big Dave, come in. Yo, go 'head. What's your twenty?. I'm in front of the A room right now. Ten four. I got cha (she comin). She's on her way to the back.
Ivory's a gypsy, rides the tail of a whiskey. She's headed out to welcome the sun. With my own invitation I showed up at her station. She said that she would like me to come.
I've got infection turned to marrow in my bones. Transmitted sexually to thoughts of us alone. I can't pretend to live so comfortably. When the mess you lade left bitter tastes about my tongue and cheeks.
i wreck your bed. the colour is honey. your finger prints marking my wall. in red. i take a light plex. put it around your kneck. i turn it on a choking blue.
(K.J.Garside / C.Gray). . They open my window...in comes the light,. I froze in the corner...I pray for the night,. But if it's you my dear who turns on the light,.