(3.30). Somewhere in this crazy night. With all this noise, and all this light. I'm out upon the crowded street. I play the game and I keep the beat. Woo-oo.
Inquisition says we'll burn in hell. Damnation for the infidel. Gonna start and spread some heresy?. Ya' gotta expect a certain misery. They're gonna make it really interesting.
Standing in the half-light. Wondering if he can. There stands the priest of sinners. Consolation in his hands. Though he prays that he won't need it. He keeps it by his side.
I, as in M-E fuckin' me!. Hate, as in H-A-T-E, hate!. Haaaate!. I hate up and down - I hate hanging 'round. I hate here and there - I hate everywhere.
You'd better be on the path to rightousness. Isn't there something that you want to confess. The end is nearing don't be left behind. Store up those treasures inside your mind.
Well I'm standing by a river. But the water doesn't flow. It boils with every poison you can think of. And I'm underneath the streetlights. But the light of joy I know.
Home boy hustlin', shufflin' to the beat. Got a heavy metal dub from Jamaica, Queens. Homeboy rockin', hustlin' to the beat. Got a heavy metal dub and a boom box beat.
Famine floods. Riots scuds. Planet warming. Bees swarming. . It's a screwed up world. Totally wacked out world. You can't escape the pain. Grab an umbrella acid rain.
Its been so long. I'm trying to remember you. Just how it was with us. So very long ago. . You went to college and I went to war. You never wrote back and I never heard more.
Nervous twitching, anxious bitching. Is something disturbing you?. Nervous laughter - what ya after?. Ha ha the joke's on you!. . Are you really happy?.
Stood still on a highway. I saw a woman. By the side of the road. With a face that I knew like my own. Reflected in my window. Well she walked up to my quarterlight.
You say you're hard. you're soft as lard. Think you're a man?. Soft as flan!. You think you're tough?. You're mallow fluff. You talk about. so whip the the ruler out.
Nothing new about this song its ok, you can say it. Nothing great I don't care, its ok it you play it. So they say you should take note what I say, its no joke.
Time goes by and every single tear. It must have well run dry. And the lonely nights. Become a strange accepted way. And the years go past. Just like the old song says.
Johnny doin' out on a Tuesday night?. Johnny can't read, Johnny can't write. Johnny just don't understand. . Johnny don't care about this world. As long as he can fuck his girl.
(4.49). My world is miles of endless roads. That leaves a trail of broken dreams. Where have you been I hear you say. I will meet you at the Blue Cafe.
I already been there in South Detroit. Not in the day but two at night. South side Chicago stopped by 5-0. I replicate somewhere to go. . D-Y-S-U-C-A got it.
Oh Brave New World. That has such people in it. How beauteous mankind is. . Oh brave new world. That has such robots in it. How beauteous mankind is. .
They hook you from the age of two. When you get bored here's what you do. Turn on the tube tune right out. Ignore your friends stay in the house. . Its all a lie cause they don't know.
At the first bell of the day. They rise up from where they lay. And look down with a promise in their hands. A promise to get out. This ain't what it's all about.