(It's a dirty job- but somebody's gotta do it). Why don't we all strap bombs to our chests and ride our bikes to the next G-7 picnic? It seems easier with every clock tick. But whose will would that represent? Mine? Yours? The rank-and-file's? Or better yet: the Government's? But I don't want to catalyze or synthesize the second Final Solution. I don't want to be the Steve Smith of the Revolution. Do you see the analogy? We're the Oilers. The World Bank- the Flames! And just 2 minutes remain in the 7th game of the best of 7 series! Yeah, Jesus saves! Gretzky scores! The workers slave. The rich get more. One wrong move and we risk the cup. So play The Man, not the puck. Why don't we plant a mechanic virus and erase the memory of the machines that maintain this capitalist dynasty? And yes, I recognize the irony that the very system I oppose affords me the luxury of biting the hand that feeds. But that's exactly why priviledged fucks like me should feel obliged to whine and kick and scream- until everyone has everything they need..
I can't believe the things that have been said. Remain for the purpose of remaining.. I can't believe all the things we've done. And still we've learned nothing..
I wish you'd just ask me about Mercury. So I could answer truthfully. Singing startles the night and the night is over. South of the South Dakota border.
I was sad enough last Saturday. I woke you to talk but you didn't have much to say. You came to, to two cherry cokes, came to, to coke. . In the morning, when the wind is still warm.
Nothing feels good like you in red and blue jeans. And your white and night things.
Down the ferry, our eyes eager for Indians,. down the ferry with wild Irish you never know where you are.. And you never know our eyes, eager for Indians..
Red war will fall on my enemies. Babylon is full of hypocrisy. You feel the hate is for real. 'Cause red war will fall on my enemies. . Red war. Red war.
I tell them all the truth for no secret lies this time. Once upon a world way before your loss. So look out I fear that they follow near. And in the courthouse Kevin sentenced rope to neck.
I'm divided with decisions, I'll call you through the permanent. And carry the rise and fall of man to stomach the stabs. I'll worry if I need to, a book I'll never get to open up.
Rocket, rocket, the skins like the sun. Like the red colored one that they call my. Rocket, rocket that some ancient tune. That invented the moon and the stars.
Future star, red guitar. You're gonna go far if you find a right producer. The world's your toy, super boy. The girls all faint and you start a new religion.
Young man made it to the city. Searching through the wet streets. Looking for a rock 'n' roll band. Caught the rip off train to freedom. A line of agents holding out their hand.
Like a breathless summer evening,. When the silence simply roars,. You're so attached to what you're holding now,. But can you prove it yours?. . You're the saviour of the drowning moon,.
When they left you on Tobacco road. The piggies they really left you there for dead. Do you really greet the morning with your eyes red. And do people pick your body now for lead.
When I got, to our meeting place. I stared into empty space,. No-one here for me, oh no no no ......
Wow, tell me what you think you're lookin' at. No, so I think I'm Queen Elizabeth. No, and now I'm stuck inside your memory. So, that's why it's so hard to get rid of me.
Wow, tell me what you think you're lookin' at. No, so I think I'm Queen Elizabeth. No, and now I'm stuck inside your memory. So, that's why it's so hard to get rid of me.
Panic in her mind just hit. Like an actress on the screen. Caught in certain kinds of things. Make your personality scream. . Tied to lies and alibis.
Don't need no one to tell me what to do. I won't let anybody see me through. Won't let them blind my vision. I'll make my own decisions. No one to interrupt my point of view.