You wait for death to happen, you looked up bloody wrecks you con the elderly feeblos up out they pension checks you kick 'em when they?re down, you tell
Say boys and girls don't you want to have fun Why bother to walk when you'd rather run Why bother with books when you've got a gun Come fly with me
What is it you said? Say it again you piece of shit I spilled your blood, and the earth soaked it up The blood in my veins fueled with the fire of past
Yo I rose early mornin' spread my wings yawnin' Vague memory of last night now it's all dawnin' Look down and see dry blood all on my garment It stained
Some of us, we're hardly ever here The rest of us, we're born to disappear How do I stop myself from bein' just a number How do I hold my head to keep
Some of us, we're hardly ever here The rest of us, we're born to disappear How do I stop myself from being just a number? How will I hold my head to keep
1 - 2 - A - B - C - D Verseucht mir meinen Garten mit Schwefeldioxyd, vernebelt mir die Sinne, bis man nichts mehr sieht, baut mir durch die Kuche noch
1. Wenn frueh am Morgen die Werksirene droehnt und die Stechuhr beim Stechen lustvoll stoehnt, in der Montagehalle die Neonsonne strahlt und der Gabelstaplerfuehrer
Wenn früh am morgen die Werksirene dröhnt, und die Stechuhr beim Stechen lustvoll stöhnt, in der Montagehalle die Neonsonne strahlt, und
Wenn im Canale Grande U-Boote vor Anker gehn, und auf dem Petersplatz in Rom Raketenabschu?rampen stehn, uberm Basar von Ankara ein Bombenteppich schwebt
Einsamkeit heißt immer auf dich warten Einsamkeit wir lieben uns auf Raten. Einsamkeit laß' mich doch endlich mal allein. Einsamkeit hei&
1 2 A B C D 1. Verseucht mir meinen Garten mit Schwefeldioxid. Vernebelt mir die Sinne bis man nichts mehr sieht. Baut mit durch die Kueche noch 'ne
Tall and gorgeous Cold as the summer time I wish I had some news To leave you this Caroline Seen so many vultures Split so many pieces Down the line
Watching Mrs. Brady prime the brand new Kenmore washer Beautiful the china, what a lovely cup and saucer see the brilliant gleam of the automatic tooth
Breathing life into these mares where enemies turn into flesh This is the abyss I fear the most - I feel their eyes staring at me Waiting with carnivorous
corporate market rule! monetary steeple. crucified for power. profit over people. capitalist vultures circle a dying nation. drawn by scent of desperation
You'll find the cross only fits, When your hands and feet are nailed to it. "Can we get a picture with the pauper, And another with the prince?" Ma'am
Shot down from the rafters and off to everafter Consider this a failure, so be it--urchin promise The curse is working--the trail of bodies That leaves