Look at this stuff, isn't it neat?. Wouldn't you think my collection's complete?. Wouldn't you think I'm the girl. The girl who has ev'rything?. . Look at this trove, treasures untold.
I look on the back of the picture. Just a short synopsis with year and date. We look so perfect but the truth is. I remember it was killing me. . We lie face down, hand-in-hand.
[Intro]. Pop, pop, pop bottles. make it, make it, make it .... Pop bottles. Hit the, hit the, hit the, hit the club. Pop, pop, pop bottles. Hit the club.
He stuck up for his country, but he didn't like the cost. The European brother war, and lives were being lost. He saw the grieving mothers whose sons could not be found.
It's time to face the music, we've let our country down. Upon the face of our nation, there seems to be a frown. Once we were all proud men of this green and pleasant land,.
You over-run my country, with your blood and steel. Never thought to ask us, how it made us feel. Cutting down our people, we never had no hope. We stood against your bullets, but we could never cope.
Walking 'round the streets, one place to another. I feel like I lost out on a will. No you don't come here. Yes you've got to go there as well. Wait here a minute, but I've been here three hours.
alternative - mass control. diversification and guilt. . jealousy prejudice. the courage to be themselves... often hated. . aims to make individual freedom.
hit me on the street. while waiting to do nothing. where within the space. can anything feel. certain look. into the future. make out the word speak. send in the spies to watch them.
Yeah yeah yeah. . It's there can they feel it. . It's there can they see it. . Yeah yeah yeah. . I woke up. The love is racing. Don't get. A time to be.
for reasons untold born a body mass no excuse for. intolerable kick set in glass grasp a moment shattered. . a lock on the door scraping demon trapped resides.
Is this pure reality?. Could we be led to believe?. Lemmings up against a sea. Drowning in speculation. . Even told when waters older. More polluted never.
Yeah!. . You take away my soul, disorganize control. So now im askin you, just a petty psycho theif. Your the merchant of disease,stab at my disappearing youth.
"Condone first degree murder! Advocate cannibalism! Eat shit!". . Pool of Stool. I slipped and fell into a manhole,. I discovered I was knee-deep in doo-doo.
Ska!. . Ven, vas a conocer a esta tierna humanidad. Es un juego cruel de un sistema trivial. El horror, el placer, la miseria, el poder. El rencor, el amor, mira a tu alrededor.
(Roberto Carlos/Erasmo Carlos). proibido fumar - diz o aviso que eu li. proibido fumar, pois o fogo pode pegar. Mas nem adianta o aviso olhar. Pois a brasa que agora eu vou mandar.
Pacato cidado, te chamei a ateno. No foi ta , no. C'est fini la utopia, mas a guerra todo dia. Dia a dia no. . Tracei a vida inteira planos to incrveis.
Pacato cidado, te chamei a ateno. No foi ta , no. C'est fini la utopia, mas a guerra todo dia. Dia a dia no. . Tracei a vida inteira planos to incrveis.
We wrote this song to be psuedo punk. But someone said that it really stunk. So we changed the words just a little bit. And now it sounds completely like shit.