(Sidik / Lusman / Didiet). Kemana hati, kemana diri, kemana ku harus pergi. Dimana lagi ku harus cari, kedamaian di hati. Saat cinta membara di dada. 'Kan hadirkan rasa resah.
The ride were on is about to begin. Im waiting for it to come back again. Sides are taken dont step out of line. Turn back now or always ask why. . Around we go.
(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..
[Rondell Beene]. You know I dont discriminate,. I killed bitches, I killed, pets,. Dogs, Cats, uhh, Canaries,. Anything, you know that's just how I do it..
Freedom! you can't replace. wake up. before it's too late. . That dream! is not mine. over again. frozen in time. . your self control. infection took its toll.
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..
Lying on the floor,. looking to you,. I'm so bored - so bored,. what if you didn't,. loved me,. like I loved you,. your smooth grace,. pleased me,. I gave you,.
In this society we learn to live. We learn to read and to write. We learn to communicate. We learn to build our bombs. We learn to build our factories.
For all who didn't get it yet. We're living in the age of change. That means you should change yourself. Don't wait until the others will. . You have the power to change the world.
you controlled me. long enough. your sick instructions. ruined enough. computed dreams. are not what I want. we will end it. here and now somehow. all your wires.
I'll break out. break out of this cage. I can't breathe here. I need more space. I`ll break out. with maximum speed. no matter how. I'll escape the stampede.
They follow me on a misty early morning. Dancing like fools they can't stop. Hypnotized eyes, they're marching in queue. Stumbling feet are raising dust in the avenue.
ajam lives in the steppe . he loves the rolling hills. the warm dry winds . but his wifes love touches. his heart the most . her grace surpasses even.