When you paint this town red. Why not do it from your veins?. Let torrential tears of silver salt. Wash away the stains. . Be not concerned with petty things.
I wanna know all about it. How I was wrong and you can't it. Even though you were the one. Who shopped in another bed. Bed of another man. Funny how the story goes.
The cold winds of cynicism. Blow through my native home. And in my optimism. Sometimes I feel all alone. What happened to the feeling. That we can make a change.
(Ya). ( Gimme Likkle Wuk). Patrice Again!. And Drastic!. Where de gyal dem that capable?!. And deh gyal dem unstoppable?!. So Beautiful. Ooo Yeaaaa!. (To Da World).
have you got what it takes,. to survive in the jungle,. and if you make a mistake,. you get eaten up alive............