What are you waiting for Jamie?. Who's that monster undertneath your bed. Give it a name. Get out of your head. I got two tickets to your show. Don't wanna go solo.
Justice, injustice. Justice, injustice. Drip feed democracy, and collective amnesia. A cocktail of beatings, imprisonment, and poverty. Bitter medicine, no longer disguised with a spoonful of sugar.
Don't tell me lies. I don't need fingerprints. So button up your coat. Before you catch your death of cold. . Throw away your books. They're building windmills.
The blanket shit coverage we get on TV. Sells us paradise, buy buy buy buy buy buy it. They steal our lives and sell them back to us. As one big happy contraceptive pill-popping party.
If I had the wings of an angel. The dirty black arse of a crow. I'd fly over bbc studios. And shit on the bastards below. Shit on, shit on, shit on the bastards below, below.
Call me on my cellular. And I'll give you a free ride to this underground stadium. They'll pick up the fair and they'll even tip you. Don't even worry about it, man.
Hey hey hey hey. (Repeat). Generation steamed away. (Repeat). It's jam tomorrow, shit today. (Repeat).
Jacob's ladder. . Like rusty old nails at the bottom of the sea. Telling no tales, for the good of the admiralty. You jump when you're told to through the open door.
You see who's over there in the corner?. Little Jack Horner, sat in a corner.... I say, I say, I say. Why'd Jack Horner sit in the corner?. The story goes it's cos he had a square bum..
Te dei a minha vida. E uma parte do meu corao. Esquece as nossas dvidas. Bom caminho liberdade. Bom camiho no priso. Te dei a minha vida. E uma parte do meu corao.
Te dei a minha vida. E uma parte do meu corao. Esquece as nossas dvidas. Bom caminho liberdade. Bom camiho no priso. Te dei a minha vida. E uma parte do meu corao.
Jovano, Jovanke. Kraj Vardarot sediš mori. Belo platno beliš. Belo platno beliš dušo. Srce moe Jovano. . Jovano Jovanke. Jas te tebe čekam mori. Doma da mi dojdeš.
If I could win your heart. You'd let me in your heart. I'd be so happy, baby. Just for these arms to be. Holding you close to me. There's nothin' in this world I won't try.
On this night. I'll give my soul to you. The warmth of your eyes. Holdin' my face. I'm a castle of stone. The walls comming down inside. You kiss my jaded eyes.
Jennifer beautiful child. Close your eyes. You can lay down your head. Don't you know it's time for bed. . Angels fly all around you. They won't let anything harm you.
Chubb Rock comin' back hard for nineteen ninety. Word up, word up. Kick this out to my man Rob Swinga, Hot Dog Dinky. Manager [Incomprehensible] Ev Lover y'knahmsayin'?.
there's the door here's the cup, but the table has no fork in the road. One picture in a charm could slit your fist or kiss your toad. It all depends on the defense that you pull off your wall.