(You don't like the ghetto, everyone knows the ghetto, it in every hood). . [Lil' Flip]. From my block to your block, ha ha, this for tha streets, ha ha, Look.
Maybe baby, I'll have you. Maybe baby, you'll be true. Maybe baby, I'll have you for me (all for me). . It's funny honey, you don't care. You never listen, to my prayer.
Someone staring,. I aim for the sniper behind the wall. Mean no harm,. but i'm trained to unarm what ma strike us all. . Doesn't matter anymore,. 'cos all that was left has escaped through my open door..
do you see the shape of silver limbs. can you face the. twisted wings. the loved ones, the fire. eternal desire. go deep and search for my soul. this body's carved out of stone.
Playpen of the young with so much money to spare. Have you got some time to lend to me?. I'm pleading ignorance so show me on, take me in. Before I got lost in my private sea.
Normalerweise find ich Schlager doof,und Liebesfilme mag ich auch nicht so. Acrylpullover haben keinen Stil,von Fototapeten krieg ich echt zuviel. doch seitdem wir uns kennen,ist nichts wie es war.
My blood came today. I am so heavy. Turnin' upside down. Don't make me young with wonder. . And I don't believe. There's a man in the moon. All I see is the fullness of you.
What can we scrape together with just the flesh as evidence. Handfuls of hate and the bittersweet ambivalence. 'Cause I am pushing cobwebs and I'm folding into myself.
Picture a man with his life in his hands. consumed by the death of his dreams. clutching at straws he dreams no more. a desolate figure, I am he. my agony fuelled by the shadows I ruled.
the crescent flight of the moon. casts a pleasant light on my skin. soothing satellite cruise. moving on again. distant trains on the breeze. distant throats start to freeze.
The crescent flight of the moon. Casts a pleasant light on my skin. Soothing satellite cruise. Moving on again. . Distant trains on the breeze. Distant throats start to freeze.
The dawning is over. The morning is over. And I can't look into your eyes. . A cold November morning. A shivering new dawning. I watched your energy slide.
Kiss the girl, kiss the girl. Hands around the steering wheel. Caress the shiny vinyl feel. . Don't you miss the girl, miss the girl?. Seduced reflection in the chrome.
They would seek high, they would seek low. Calling their manchild as the trouble did flow. There's always somebody to watch over me. I'm never alone, I wish they'd leave me be.
Platform ranting in the trees. Disturbed voices on the breeze. Huddled 'round the mad eyes screamer. A pointed finger the tin can schemer. . Mad eyed screamer, mad eyed screamer.
Mother? Mother? Mother?. Chorus: She's the anti-mother, mother is that you?. She's the anti-mother, mother, mother is that you?. It's Myra Hindley on the cover.
-----------. The dreams I have are unrepeatable. and you always play a starring role. I'm just glad to have the time with you. it's the only place where we can go.
Chorus: Mummy and daddy owned me till I could understand. At the end of my arm was my own fucking hand. In my head I had a brain that they filled up with lies.
We're looking for a better world, but what do we see?. Just hatred, poverty, aggression, misery. So much money spent on war. When three quarters of the world is so helplessly poor.
--------. My little sister sings herself to sleep. she doesn't know we're listening. to her lullaby so innocent and sweet. I've rocked her cradle 'till her tears were dry.