She sun. Does nothing. She won't. Tell nothing. . See change. She's strange. . Don't think. Just feel it. Keep in. The feelings. . See change. She's strange.
I sold my soul so I could try. I'm standing at the picket line. And anyone who wants the fun now is the time. . I'm calling out to you from the basement.
Imagine how you gonna feel. Is it a dream or is it real. Your blood is runnig through your vains. Just one thought going through your brain. Right making you feel good.
I dream of flying to her. towards the purifying light. Eyes hurt but i just have to look. she is so devine. Sun queen. I look up to the sky. I see you shine and I'm getting so high.
I the shadow while you shine. sculptured features divine. I the sadness behind your fortune and fame. youl take the credit Il take the blame. . I a silhouette of your charm.
Is it gonna be. Will I ever see your face again. I'm dying slow without you. Almost every night when I close my eyes. I dream of you, your memory haunts the shadows.
She sat alone, weepin' on a stone. Findin' it hard to breathe. As she stared into the night. (Stared into the night). . Her heart too numb to feel the cold.
susan finished school at 16. wants to be a secretary. 2 years later she's got. nowhere. ends up in a factory. making matches it's so boring. she gets sad and.
Take a roll of the dice. Gave me three side up. But this number three. ain't proved enough. Hit it one more time. Give me six side up. . Standing on my own.
And it all went quiet in the city. And the wind blew down the road. Someone cried out "Subvert". And the people all went cold. . Subvert, subvert, subvert, SUBVERT.
We are all controlled by reinforcement or rules. Passed by those who are merely the tools of a system. Where achievement is based on deceit of the masses.
Wake up to the Shrapnel City. Walk down the street what a pity. . Walk up the stairs cause its all there. The open door ain't so bad to bare. When your wirings loose in your privateer.
Working class hero? No such thing. Put on your Martens. you still can't sing. No organised class, it's out of control. Your mates are so young, you feel so old.
She's like a drug. she's like a drug. She'll pull you in and spit you out. But you can't get enough. . Its nothing I haven't seen before. And too much for you.
Flowers that decay on the graves that are fresh. The problem got buried alongside the flesh. The contamination of body and soul. By nuclear waste dumped along time ago.
She sits here drinking. What does the fiction represent?. The TV Scandal. Can make her break out in a sweat. She watches it to make her feel part. Of something she never was.
Our society what a drag. Another nervous breakdown another fag. You can t get to sleep cos you lost your pills. And the protein tablets make you ill. .
ooh, no, no, no. na, na, na, na, ra, ra, ra, ra,. ra, ra, ra.... Yo quise ser el aire. para estar siempre contigo. pero me decias que era imposible, no....
[Chorus:]. So much money where does it all come from?. We re paying for democracy never mind the bomb. So much money what does it do?. It puts them in power where they shit on you.
I put on my clothes,. They make me look dull,. I dont think about it,. I dont think at all,. I dress high class,. It makes me look high paid,. You know I'll do it baby cause I wanna get laid..