De bejaardenbond uit Klazinaratjetoe. Die kreeg een briefje, ze mochten naar de TV toe. Met een hele bus naar de Vakantieman. . Ze maakten er een gezellig dagje van.
Somehow calm, as she walks on stage. Her entire empire becomes your taste. Your taste, show me come. You know what you like. Let me know what you like.
No dogfights, no bullfights, no ape in a zoo. The oceans not so dirty black but deep-blue. No biotech, no hightech, no Worldwar two. Mother earth can exist without me and you.
Done feeding, I leaned back. Head rested on the couch's top. Must leave the house soon. Mean gone, 'cause my Pops, he's hot. Grab my blue backpack. My walkman, grip my bicycle.
Oh my God what do I see?. Is this what they called 'the land of the free'. Where a he turns out to be a she. But where I can't say 'fuck' live on t.v.?.
Sun is shining on my head, but it's a rainy day. I'm just walking around and I got nothing to say. I feel so weird but I'm not even drunk. Everybody looks great, everybody but.
I get all numb. When she sings "It's over". Such a strange numb. And it brings my knees to the earth. . And God bless you all. For the song you saved us.
I'm hurt, it nails me down, see this grown man cry. My world stopped turning and all I can ask is "why?". I could forgive you confess here and now. But I can't deal with lies, why break our vow?.
You tell me to conform but i won't. You tell me to shut up but i don't. You tell me it doesn't make sense. To me there is more than hangin out with friends.
I've looked outside. But I've never wandered out. I'd like to pull you into me. Intercept you, in between. But I'll never walk without, outside. . Thatta way, outta the way.
You're a pig, I'm a pig, everybody is a pig. Lying, cheating, sucking every fuckin' rich man's dick. You're God, I'm God, everybody acts like God. God is black, God is gay, God is just a lazy sod.
You tell me to conform but I won't. You tell me to shut up but I don't. You tell me it doesn't make sense. To me there is more than hangin out with friends.
I feel soon. I will sink. Into you. What do you think?. . 'Cause there's still blood. In your hair. Got the bruise. Of the year. . But it's something about her.
I have to say this is a nasty way to check out. I know things can be tough when you see no way out. . And I want to catch you but it seems like my hands are tied.
They'll come soon. Keep waiting, I'll wait. Some save me. . If you're feeling lucky. Come and take me home. And if you feel loved. . If you feel lucky, if you feel loved.
They cheat, they lie, they pay, they buy. Don't ask, don't think, don't act, don't blink. Play dumb, good dog, shut up, King frog. Cheap sex, cheap whore, cheap life, cheap core.
I meant to come back to put out bliss. But the style's crumbling, covered, canned. It was sick and no you don't even know how it comes. And sifts then gets ruined by you fucking slobs.
...oh. When I think back, it's so unreal. Well did I just get murdered (or did I just imagine). What's that mean cause, I ask please god. Please tell me if it was a dream now.
Hij flikt het ieder weekend weer, in een foute disco-kroeg. De oerdrang maakt zich meester, van een inhoudsloze kop hij moet zichzelf laten gelden, daarom slaat hij erop.
Watch me with your eyes. Been giving God, a pedophile. I want to be just like you. Then I'd be cool, maybe not. But we lift our eyes. Big surprise, kiss me goodbye, whore.