(Oscar). We're Men.. Men on a Mission (yea yea). Are You Readyyyyyyyyy??. We're Men.. Men on a Mission. (here we go we in the house). Men Men Men Men are on a Mission.
The doctor is calling. Something´s gone wrong. Nowher do I belong. I listen to the voices in the dark room. Something´s going down. But I can´t make a sound.
I had wrists donning slits. Flowing constantly. My broken body in a wreck. Wrapped around a tree. A crosswalk hit and run. The finish line for me. People clutter in the gutter.
Assassin in stealth. Assailant from Hell. Impervious to damage. Computer on-board. Engaged in a war. Non-stop combatant. Maybe not a mutant, maybe a man.
(chorus)(x3). Gotta what yo. Gotta get a ruffneck. . (verse one). I need a ruffneck. I need a dude with attitude. Who only needs his fingers with his food.
I don't want you and I don't need you. Don't bother to resist, I'll beat you. It's not your fault that you're always wrong. The weak ones are there to justify the strong.
Sweet dreams are made of these. Who had a mind to disagree?. Travel the world and the seven seas. Everybody's looking for something. Some of them want to use you.
Goddamn your righteous hand. I eat innocent meat. The housewife I will beat. The prolife I will kill. What you won't do I will. I bash myself to sleep.
Xam. Mnemonic (Original Mix). . Mnemonic. . Subtract divide add multiply. Subtract divide add. Mnemonic. . Subtract divide add multiply. Subtract divide add.
I am the god of fuck, I am the god of fuck. Virgins sold in quantity, herded by heredity. Red-neck-burn-out-mid-west-mind, "who said date rape isn't kind?".
You built me up with your wishing hell. I didn't have to sell you. You threw your money in the pissing well. You do just what they tell you. Repent, that's what I'm talking about.
I don't want you and I don't need you. Don't bother to resist, or I'll beat you. It's not your fault that you're always wrong. The weak ones are there to justify the strong.
You give me. You give me fever. Never know how much I love you. Never know how much I care. When you put your arms around me. I get a fever that's so hard to bear.
I don't know anything. I don't know who I am. I don't know anything. I don't know who to be. Why we have to live in so much hate everyday, oh yeah. Why the fighting and the coming down, am I sane?.
And well it's the Big Show!!. [Mack 10]. Uhh... I gas-hop when I hit my six-fo' pedal. I rock and got fans from ghetto to heavy metal. I took it to the next level - guard gated estates.
MY OWN LITTLE WORLD. Writers Bob Morris and Larry Farmer. Copyright 1968. . Some folks are happy others are sad. Some folks are good others are bad. But they can live their lives just anyway they choose.
I've lost you cause I can't afford your love. And money that's what he's always had more of. He's buying you how it's costing me. I thought the best things of life are always free.
Missing you oh how I'm wishing you. Were in my arms tonight making love to me. Kissing you that's all I want to do. It never seems just right now that we are apart.
Man man Mr Sandman for you don't do me no good. You won't come around and put me to sleep like you know you schould. . Well my baby just stopped and left me she said I didn't treat her right.