Hardships faced. We've been disgraced.. Our plans for the land are degraded by menacing hands.. But history's compelling us, telling us to do it all again..
Somebody told me you'd found new bonhomie. Going places, you'd never go with me. I felt myself became a bitter old shrew. Oh, I'd have bitten you in two, if you would let me.
WE ARE ALL WE HAVE TONIGHT!. . Whoa whoa ohh we are all we have tonight. Whoa whoa ohh we are all we have tonight. Whoa whoa ohh we are all we have tonight.
Getting putdown by everyone, we are on our own. You can hear all the scenes talking against us all. . [Chorus]. . Way of life, way of life. It's a fucking way of life.
Her treasure chest was sunken. Equally cursed and blessed. In her Versace dress. Too eager to impress. . A vision filled her soapsud hell. Twin tub on spin.
Dont let them fuckin kick you down. Together we can kick them out. They control the fuckin scene. They control your fuckin life. . VIOLENCE! In the streets!.
If all you've got to do today is find peace of mind. Come round you can take a piece of mine. And if all you've got to do today is hesitate. Come here, you can leave it late with me.
Tienes drogas, largate de aqui. No te importa, que agarre para mi. Estas enfermo, arrugas tus venas. Nunca las dejas, dime por que. . Vida perdida, vida perdida.
Goodbye my friend and mentor. We'll never see a man quite like you again. In an age of revolution, restitution we sought. You were the spark, we were the fuel and we burned bright as the sun.
He came on ecclesiastically. His sermon loud and bold. And I got hold of a spiritual healin'. His eloquence, magnificent. I didn't stand for long. And there I learnt how prayer can be misguiding.
Crucified. . I still remember that night, it was the fourth of July. It's still engraved in my mind and I'm not surprised. Gang wars, no guns hand to hand.
Victims - of what your fucking bill dicates. Victims - of all the fucking greed and fucking hate. Victims - 'cause the fucking law always says so. Victims - in the fucking word we know.
(Matthews/Roberts). I'll be your Baba Papa. I'll be you Baba Papa. If you'll be a Baba Papa to me. I'll be your table and chair. Philippe Starck or Bill Amberg.
Hmmm C22. These punk motherfuckers now a hip hop crew?. Naw, we just having some fun.. A little somethin' we wanna get done.. Anyone say a word, better shut your mouth biotch..
Welcome to the VIP room. Full of hypocrites and phonies. But no need to fear. Everyone kisses ass. Until you walk away, that is... . Before coming any further.
Fly, you greatest fool,. Why can't you say what they want you to?. Why can't you say what they want you to?. Why can't you do what they taught you. And show what they wanted of you?.
Up the punx!. Frustrated.... with the fucking problems of everyday. Frustrated.... they just never fucking seem to end. Frustrated.... another fucking love has gone away.
Tu tu tu. Tu ru ru ru. Tu tu tu ru ru ru. Tu tu tu ru ru ru. Tu tu tu ru ru ru. . Everythin' is beautiful. And nothin' hurts. You at all, you at all. .
Never ending story but the lesson went untold. She knew it all along If she just could. Take control of the situation, investigation. Try to tell the story, even though she couldn't take it.