You must understand that I have got the right. To say just what I like. You try to move us on and we've done nothing wrong. We won't be gone for long.
When did you. Last look at. At where you are?. . Did, did you. Ever think. You'd get this far?. . Obsessor. Low mind. Confessor. Declined. . Have, have you.
Look at the state of him. He's such a little scruff. He can't be arsed with homework. 'Cause hes had enough. . He always turns up late. And he doesnt give a damn.
Moms' in the kitchen giving her power way to a bottle of wine. Dad's in the office giving his power away selling his time. I didn't learn shit about life I learned to give my power away.
My congressman says I cant give my brother a clean syringe. If he should get aids and die, that's just too bad. My senator says I can't give my sister a clean syringe.
In the hour and 28 minutes you spent writing for your zine about. How so and so sold out and lost all credibility in the punk rock scene. 1000 children died of starvation and you didn't do a damn thing.
I used to sell a lot of things CD's Records Tshirts and Magazines. I used to sell a lot of things, patches and sticker. So I could buy guitar strings.
I heard a song once and it was beautiful and it was free and it was my dream. I lost my housing at the sweet young age of fourteen. I heard a song on the radio, it was my dream.
Fuck Marxism. Fuck Socialism. Fuck Capitalism. Fuck Anarchism. White man's got a whole lot of solutions. White man's got a whole lot of problems. White man's got a lot of bright ideas.
I see You getting closer. I feel You coming near. My heart melts as I open my door. And all I see is You there. . Yes, my heart cries out. . I see You, oh my God.
(Lyrics, Music: Peterson, Triano). Maybe tonight, maybe tomorrow, maybe 3 a.m., I will recall the sound. of the little ones so quiet as you turned to make your way back home.
I kicked my dog. I was mean to him before. I guess that's why he walked out my door.. I really wish I could see him some more.. I looked under the mats and I asked all the cats.
Came a card marked Mason City. From my forwarder.. Shut the door, don't let my dad see;. Read aloud dear sir:. Understanding you account an upright gent-.
Moonchild. Moonchild. Moonchild. . Well it's a righteous dream. But out of mind, yeah. A righteous dream. But out of mind, yeah. . Tend the horses. Let them crawl.
Moonchild. Moonchild. Moonchild. . Well it's a righteous dream. But out of mind, yeah. A righteous dream. But out of mind, yeah. . Tend the horses. Let them crawl.
Oh Michelle, I'm coming down to see you. The night is bruised black swelling, gold and green. I was in bed, but I had the dream again. Where I drive us off the cliff to the ravine.
this is darkest day i've seen. i can't find an opening. i've never felt this rage in me. i've never known this anger. i'm feeling like a curse. i feel like i'm getting worse.
Don't say there's no tomorrow. When a silver bird can sig. There's a promise of forever. Every dawn can bring. . So you want to build a mountain. So you want to climb real high.
These fragile legs cant go no further. These prideful knees drop like boulders into the dust. And these cold bare feet are swept up off the street. And these hands find themselves inside yours.
Politically correct and mentally erect. I'm doing everything I can to conserve the best. But life ain't nothin' but a bowl a grits. And this United States proud crap makes me sick.