You said everything revolves around a certain principle. You said everything depends upon our understanding of the political. My Cicciolina everything is physical.
So what exactly are you saying?. You'd like to live your life between the sheets. There's no destination. The hours getting way past getting late. Defy the public opinion.
I walked out on the front porch an' I hollered. . An' them dogs. An' them dogs. An' them dogs come out from under the house barkin'. . An' them dogs. An' them dogs come out from under the house barkin'.
Chunky chunky ripitup now, chunky chunky ripituh. Chunky chunky ripitup now, chunky chunky ripituh. Chunky chunky ripitup now, chunky chunky ripituh. Chunky chunky ripitup now, chunky chunky ripituh.
Chicken and latches. Latches and chicken. Chicken and latches. Latches and chicken. Chicken and latches. Yeah!.
I brought back a souvenir. All the way from Kampuchea. A plastic bag up my ass. And soon the goods will all come to pass. . I sell the seeds of misery.
I walked into the Nag's Head for to sustinate me belly,. There was a fit crack in the corner but I knew her cunt was smelly,. She smelt of rotting fish heads and old and crispy sick,.
Let's fight the men of science. Cold, calculating, Desperate Dans. The sex fiends and angry hippies. The schnooky schnooks and the glamour pusses, and the.
Tension's rising, I can't see the sky. No room to breathe, there's dirt in my eye. I hear the country calling me. . I long for the sweet smells of the summer time.
I'm taking the side streets. And I'm cruising down the alley ways. And I'm feeling the cool breeze across my face. I'm losing to find and I'm breaking to fix.
I'm taking the side streets. and I'm cruising down the alleyways. and I'm feeling the cool breeze. across my face. I'm losing to find. and I'm breaking to fix.
Christine was the Queen of Teens. She sang into the shadows to be free. Always lookin' for something beautiful. To sing to. . When school nights kept her in.
Ie always pleased everyone else. And now I try to please myelf. And I think of how I feel. In the end, in my end!. . I can say yes anymore. 'cause by myself I never bored.
All that i wanted was to get away for a while. I got a cheap flight and I was good to go. Less than an hour in the air I felt it deep inside. I felt the earth come closer and closed my eyes.
RIP out the ugly eyes of you. I tear you yawning jaw apart. you can't talk and you can't see me. as for me I'm filled with glee. and I eat your veins just like spaghetti.
You're best friends with the word regret. You're afraid that your life's been wasted. So why hope if it's only gonna let you down?. . You don't think people really change.
Crossed the river. He the chosen one. To deliver bullets. Wrapped in false endeavors. Paper-thin daydreams. Of heathens hanging in the breeze. . Who shall see him?.
In days of grace this journey's a thrill to me. The New York City skyline takes me in. People at the station look and sometimes say to me,. "You never had it so easy,.
Nous les gars de Pripiat. Marchons tous la tte basse. Soulevent de nos pas lches. Une poussire flambe de honte. Arpentant sans sourciller. Des avenues vides de vie.
Pas d'coupe du monde cette anne. Pour Hlna et Nikola. Sourire aux lvres rictus dgag. Les voil pars pour l'ternit. COMMUNISTE! COMMUNISTE! COMMUNISTE! COMMUNISTE!.