Hey baby, what you gonna do. When the lights go up on you. What's your name,. Can I drive you home. Sweet woman, are you all alone. You're the one for me.
Hey baby, what you gonna do. When the lights go up on you. What's your name, can I drive you home. Sweet woman, are you all alone. . 'Cause you're the one for me.
Since ages now we're caught and occupied. With our basic civil rights denied. They came to conquer, took our beloved world. We're left to thrive in sorrow and disgrace.
How can I see what I'm leaving for?. How can I give what I gave before?. How can you tell me that you want me to stay?. How can I stay when I'm trying to say.
(Steve Curtis). . Late last night, I missed my train. I walked back to the car and drove home again. Just outside of Pittsburgh, it's really not that far.
Hey, was that you floating past the tree line?. Hey, was that a feather in your hand?. No, I don't mean to ask these questions. No, I don't mean to rush your heart.
Hey dear, you know I hate to go. Just lay here listening to the radio. Upstairs, hiding from the world below. The day fading on the dial. . Downstairs, wait for the mailman.
Hoverin' by my suitcase. Tryin' to find a warm place to spend the night. A heavy rain is fallin'. Seems I hear your voice callin', "It's all right". .
Are you alone now? Did you lose the monkey?. He gave you backaches and now you slouch. He didn't mean it, he's just a dumb ape. Reading Playboy on your couch.
Rockets in the air. No plase to turn. There is no shelter. Missiles in the air. Death's riding. Straight inside you. Shells are in the air. You are the target.
Burned in the image of my everlasting torment. (scarred flesh). Murderer staked my heart. I'm better off dead than believing. That you could keep. Or want so blindly.
it seems I saw it all before. so many centuries ago. the ancient terrors creep behind me. . what a fuck is that - I cry. horror possessed my mind. but I know it was for real.
Pedal to the metal, lead on my feet. Engine roaring, turn up the heat. A road race to hell, on crash course with sin. A package of spells, bet and you'll win.
There's a circle of claws and a sharks shaped jaws. Go for the kill before paying the bill. You'd better watch your back, wear the wizard's hat. It's coming up fat, the rot 'n' roll attack.
Fuck off, what do you want?. Like a fistful of metal we hunt. We're the bastards of your dreams. A mean machine, we always come clean. . A mean pack of sinners, no saints.
We better get injected. Just to combat our demented ways. If you don't care don't panic. The after shock but is just a passing phase. . Do you know me, my brother ?.
You wanna play and fight. but then you run and hide. go call your fuckin friends. you think that they can help. no matter what it takes. no mater where you go.
Guns in their hands and crucifixes on their chests. They watch your every fucking step. They see every move you make. Their eyes control your lives. In my army we dont need guns, bombs and rulesso soldiers: break the lines!.
When I come to you my sweet mistress. I do not come to feel your sweet caress. I wanna feel some pain. I wanna hurt. Bound by a ball and chain. Treated like a piece of dirt.