Baby we're bored and bad luck is coming our way. We're the last of our kind with a last chance slipping away. They said it was a big disaster I heard it on the telephone.
Frank, what's up man?. . I'm just watching some bullshit. On the news. It's fucking bullshit. Reporters trying to a fucking win an Emmy.. . (X3). Makeshift Patriot.
LYRICS FROM: Billy Decker. . Frank, what's up man?. . I'm just watching some bullshit. On the news. It's fucking bullshit. Reporters trying to a fucking win an Emmy..
(hook). I'ma take you back, take take you back. I'ma take you back, take take you back. I'ma take you back, take take you back. I'ma take you back, take take you back (W-W-W-Way Back!).
(Chorus). Then one day it all dawned on me yo. I wasn't down with the mainstream or should I say their team. (Easier said than done). I wasn't down with the mainstream or should I say their team.
Theres a carousel in Pittsburg, least there was before the war. I saw a picture in a postcard dated 1934.. And its probably gone to rust now, but all that silver used to shine..
I am nothing but a shell of the man i once was. so you could put me to your ear. and actually hear yester-year's ocean. . I was in shape then. A much better built body.
I still remember when I was young. Someone always had me under their thumb. But now I'm breaking free, a feeling inside of me. Its my decision I'm taking control.
And I'll try, but I can't and I won't let you waste my time.. Patience. Something I don't have. I feel I've been deprived.. Wake up. Put on her make up..
You hide behind a mask too confused to show what's real. Plastic sense of value to go with your plastic way of life. Your self-righteousness is corrupted by your tendencies to avoid your lies.
Time... is wasting. Time... is passing. The world... is going straight down the tubes, oh well. What man will make of it... time will tell. Time. Watching all that's wasting in this world.
What you breathe. Is supposedly. Exhausted clean. Machines. Toxins rise. Through melting Skies. Life will die. Machines. Work to feed. A lifeless breed.
I tried to go. I tried to quit. but when you look in my eyes. boy you make me Mesmerized. . You lure me in. boy you lead me on. you draw me in. then you leave me gone.
My mind in constant pain. My thoughts dwell on what is profane. Becoming inhumane. Hate, rise above compassion. Emotions surge to this reaction. My Eyes See Red.
[Music: Bergholtz, Dinsdale, Svensson]. [Lyrics taken from Walter De La Mare's "The Green Room"]. . Tomorrow waits me at my gates. while all my yesterdays swarm near.
Comrade come prepare for war. the field of battle calling. unfold our banner time has come. our eve of victory dawning. . Come face our might and meet your doom.
Arriba . . . Arriba. Missed you by a fraction. Whom you're talking too tonight. I was just a tiny bit too late.. Deep inside I'm feeling. You're awaking from a dream.
Aunque crea en la ley de la causa y efecto. Tu cario me dej en los huesos. Entend que aceptar tu traicin. Fue como anticipar el infierno. . Aunque siga creyendo en el bien.