She got something for everyone. She got something sweet that makes me want to come over. She's got something out and she's got something in. She got something sick on down beneath her skin.
One wish alone have I. In some calm land beside the sea to die. . Upon its strand. That I forever sleep. The forest near, a heaven near. Stretched over the peaceful deep.
No, I don't wanna be. Part of just another conspiracy. There's people in high places. Who say it's all a lie. And the rest of us have gotta know. Before we up and die, and say goodbye.
This girl is smooth as day old whiskey. as tough as day old bread. a 2 ton tire tread. Someday I know that she'll be leaving. And I'll sit here believing.
She was the dawn of a new day. The crystal voice inside my head. And at times she showed me Eden. Untrodden paths, a sky that's bleeding. . Serpent's embrace.
I'm a hard working man, yeah I'm down on my luck. With a broom and a dustpan, just tryin' to raise a buck. It's not the fact that I don't wanna work. I'm just not gonna take it anymore.
Sit back and watch the world crumble.. Humanity has stumbled.. No commercial interruptions.. Sweet televised destruction.. . Wave your flag and chant the slogans..
A cold December in a sleepy town. it's no different your a freak. and they don't want you around. Got daddy's car on a Friday night. Just a speed bump in a privileged life..
Me and Billy like to sleep all day, on the floors where we decay.. Mohawks in disarray from cutleridge to motherfucking Biscayne Bay.. The gangs tried to kill us but we wouldn't take flight, brass.
Three chords and six strings. They're screaming how they're gonna change things. They're young, they're strong and proud. We turn it up cause we like it loud.
"Long live anarchy!" were Sacco's last words. Their cries of freedom were supressed and they were never heard. Guilty only of their beliefs, and their foreign births.
Si sta per varcare il confine, non si pu fingere più. le vene che pompano sangue e i nervi vanno da s. sono pi in tiro che mai amaro in bocca. che sale forte per distruggere questa realt ipocrita.
I see your pain I see it grow. slowly inside you. You cannot control it. The hurting's ruthless, you cannot win. . I see every smile you fake. Strong emotion, strong devotion to ignore the pain.
(Child) Hello father, hello mother;. there is so much I don't get. Please don't be mad at me; I will try harder,. I'll really do the best I can. (Mother) That's not enough.
i always wanted to be on the fucking radio. but they wouldn't play me though. whack ass corporate world dj. only play what the pencil neck geeks say play.
let it go. wha, cmon. somebody say heeeyyy. im just playin. . Before Palmdale, we use to stay. deep in the hood where they sell yay. i seen a gangbanger walk by real fast.
Senhor arcanjo. Vamos jantar. Caem os anjos. Num alguidar. Hibernam tbias. Suspiram rs. Comem orqudeas. Nas barbacs. Entra na porta. Menina-faia. Prova uma torta.
[Music: Z. Nilsson / Lyrics T. Dahlstrm]. . Welcome to the burning of souls. Burn. Betrayed by heaven again. God avobe is just a fake. Nothing he promises he keeps.
[Music: Z. Nilsson, D. Dlimi / Lyrics T. Dahlstrm]. . Kill, how many do I have to kill. To get rid of them. I see them telling lies. In every church they lie.