America the beautiful. Amber waves of race. Constitutes equality. Dont dub us left or right. . Tora, tora, tora. Tora, tora, tora. Tora, tora, tora. Tora, tora, tora.
tell me tell me something i would know. listen to the cure on the radio. think about the day you made me feel again. . love me in a way you can't describe.
I can't understand. I can't understand u. Rotten. Bleeding. Hoping. Twist your limb. Grow some more. Bleeding as your belly expands. Forgotten by the spirit wind.
Close your eyes. Let's run to the city. Sleep walking holiday. Bones in the closet down. Lay in their graves. We ain't young. Tribulation, tears & sin.
Trapped inside, we've gone out of control.. Lose the charm, find a way to resolve.. . Repressed, are we going insane again?. Best of enemies, worst of friends..
Lotta' paranoia everywhere. Take a look out your door. If it ain't the tube, it's the paper news. Third World War or church. . They feed us all this phony propaganda.
Rebel Funeral March by USER from Hegemonic. www.user.us 2002. . This war machine cannot be seen by your or me. Deep inside your mother's womb a fire burns..
It's Good Night, It Was Nice. There Are So Many Things. I Would Like To Tell You. Feelings Caved For A While Now. . A Force And Shield Is Over You. And We Both Know That It Is True.
Cry city cry. Make it burn. Right into your hope. And moan city moan. Take it off. Show me all that you got. . Pasadena smile 2x. . Pray city Prey. Pray it rains.
Kill me I need the rest. Put me out of misery. Whole jungle on my shoulders my back's gonna break. I'm a slowe for the gow. Slave labor to slave. And drag around.
Take me to a place where only happiness is all around. 1986 is where we'd go. Sit out side with all my best friends fighting over baseball cards. A thought of nothing to worry about.
Nightmare and Fairytale. Tried to make a go. Grabbin each other hands. At every picture show. She was into infections. He was into directions. She couldn't fake it.
tune in and listen to. what i have to say to you. why be sorry when youre not. dont you realize. theres no consolation prize. when you payed all youve won.
Look up in the sky. Those things are real. Look up in your mind. Those stiletto heels. . Nation of prisons 3x. . Hooked up to your mind. The aluminum feed.
An old motel broad side of the road. There ain't been a lick of sense. The manager hides, the label sighs. Through booking agents and promoter ties. .
Desert rose. In a teenage dream. You were burnt alive. By the heat of the street. It made your head all hot. You couldnt answer the facts. You just dont know.
No more medicine, I'll be leaving now.. Give me anything, I won't make a sound.. . No more medicine to keep me paranoid.. No more padded cells for me to exploit..
That's life. (That's life). That's what all the people say. You're riding high in April, shot down in May. But I know I'm gonna change that tune. When I'm back on top, back on top in June.
Phone calls , excitement in the air.. Fluency has grown,. all we have shared is in a stream heading somewhere,. taking turns, back to nowhere.. Although there are a thousand more,.