"I suppose in affluent societies such as we live in,. and all of the things God's blessed us with,. it's easy to be a collector. I've always had. a lot of treasure hunter in me, it's in my blood,.
We've got to unify. it's time to live free or die. it's time to lead for the people. Revolution rock. Not another mcJobs bill from the kooks on the hill.
I put my gloves on, I go outside. I rev my engine and I'm ready to ride. I'm hyperactive, I'm on a tear. I'm on the highway going who knows where. I feel explosive, I feel uptight.
Late at night you open the door. Your old man's drunk and madder then hell. Another violent conflict, you never asked for this. The place that you call home is now a cell.
(yo). Against your society. Do us propriety. Used to raise my hand but the teacher kept ignoring me. More concerned with the fifth level than the fifth grade.
Fight hard, creature's approaching. . to pick out the chosen, wipe out the few. . Shake off, the breath of the breathless. . the needle is poking, promises left untrue.
Your lies have brought me to extinction. your lies have brought me endless pain. why live off misunderstanding. taint what's called.
Feel the rush. Feel the pain. Feel the thrust. Power. . Take my blow. Take my slay. Take my lust. Power. . Use you fear. Use your pain. Use your hate.
Well I saw the thing comin' out of the sky. It had the one long horn, one big eye. I commenced to shakin' and I said "ooh-eee". It looks like a purple eater to me.
Theres a lot of small towns in this world. Just like the one that I came from. Where any dream you have is just a dream. It aint nothin that can truly be done.
Do unto other's as they would do unto you. Otherwise your gonna be a little pakatamo. Were going to Montego Bay for some latte's. But there's no bloody way were gonna stay.
Everyday they pass me by. I can see it in their eye. Empty people filled with care. Headed who knows where. . On they go through private pain. Living fear to fear.
You want a pure heart.. You want to be patient.. You know you are when the veils opened.. Against all odds, you've got eyes no one else does.. You're the calm before the storm..
Pure love. Something you can't perchase in a store. Seems we just don't see it anymore. True when grandma said you can find it door-to-door if what your for is looking pure love.
Trash cans sittin' 'cause it's trash day. Ohh, why because they want more pay. Buses on strike, gonna raise the fair. So they can help pollute the air, ooh.
Maybe we passed in a dimly lit hall. It could be years ago and I cannot recall. But theres something in the air. Trying to cut my breath as we stand here now.
Feels like I can't shoot no more. I think I've taken all that I can take.... And I just can't rewind anymore. Cause I can't stand of watching all the heartbreak....
Inside the pocket of a clown. Is a sad place to hang around. Just watching smiles turn into frowns. Inside the pocket of a clown. . Inside the heartache of a fool.
Inside the pocket of a clown. Is a sad place to hang around. Just watching smiles turn into frowns. Inside the pocket of a clown. . Inside the heartache of a fool.
I've been thinking what to do with my future. I could be a mud doctor. Checkin' out the earth underneath.