Founds total 33 songs
Snowman
Got no fuckin' birds. Ain't got no fuckin' money. The dog don't fuckin' recognise me. Get chucked outta my fuckin' house next week. . Well I take myself from my dirty bed.
So What
(Originally recorded by The Anti-Nowhere League). . So fucking what!. . Well, I've been to Hastings and I've been to Brighton. I've been to Eastbourne too.
Streets Of London
Well did you see the old man. Outside the seamen's mission. Never is a fading with the medals that he wears. And did you see the old man. Outside the seamen's mission.
Sleeping In Blood City
I'll take you sleeping up the street. I'll take you very softly. I'll take under the parking light. I'll hold you very softly. . Just like a soul your face will shine.
Slut
I wanted you cause of your bust .. And now I want a night of lust.. Can't wait around here anymore.. So take me home you dirty whore.. . Slut, slut ...
Slit Your Own Throat ?
Except from the lies which you created. Your thought of lies becoming dated. Ruin our lives then plead for support. The noose around your neck is getting tort.
Self Destruct
Out on a limb, got no enjoyment. Stoney broke, got no employment. It's something no one else can see. I've gotta end my misery. . Self destruct, self destruct.
Sick Boy
I'm strapped into my bed, I've got electrodes in my head.. My nerves are really bad, it's the best time I've ever had.. . I'm a sick boy and there's no cure..
Sole Survivor
All through the winter I thought I'd never see you again. Oh God, where were you when I needed you. I know that you, no, you would never have betrayed me.
Signals
Who's that calling way out there?. I've got your signal, loud and clear. In the distance a light is near. Through the night, sharp as a spear. . My mind sees all the things my eyes can't see.
Son Como Hormigas
Son ya las ocho.. El ruido en mi calle es infernal. perforan la acera. por cuarta vez por quinta ya.. Son como hormigas.. Que buscan comida sin cesar..
Satã¡nico Plan (volumen Brutal)
[A. y C. de Castro-J. L. Campuzano]. . Suelo concebir. el satnico plan. de tocar mi guitarra. a volumen brutal.. Inexorablemente. la gente de ciencias.
Steak Knife
Steak knife, there's a hole in my head. Steak knife, you're gonna be dead. Steak knife, it's a heavy change. Steak knife, say goodbye to your brain. .
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