unite we can take them Grab them hard and then shake them If we unite we can break them Oh wouldn't that be nice - wouldn't that be nice If we unite
Tear up the cul-de-sac it's all the rage Tear up the cul-de-sac fevered sensation Revolt against recreation Spit back what you taught us Rebellion on
When the evening falls comes the sadness of the moon And the deepest darkest ocean of your eyes And the sorrow and regret in the whisper of your voice
Come close my baby girl I've got something I need to say I'll miss you my darling child I'm so sorry I gotta go away So say goodbye cos daddy's going
Beautiful chaos, come wreak your revenge Come shower me with your madness, so sweet in your intent Shoot me full of holes and let your colours bleed You
Sour puss Sour puss I used to impress you but now I'm not so sure I used to make you happy but now we're waging war I used to thrill you, send shivers
It's raining cats and dogs and I'm soaked right through the skin Running blind in the God given light, is where I've been It's plans to be laid, deals
Turn off your mind, relax and float down stream It is not dying, it is not dying Turn off your mind, relax and float down stream It is not time, it is
Buried deep, buried deep inside The hurting and the pain I've got to hide It's cold and it's dark, and it's raining outside Never another sunset until
Brother of Cain but I'm not Abel To see the word from the trees I'm all at sea, come hell and high water Before I drown, kiss me please Shake, shake,
DEEP INTO THE HEART OF THE BATTLE THEY FOUGHT. COVERED ON ALL SIDES AS ALL CONVERGED ON THEM, UNTIL THE FOUR COULD NO LONGER BE SEEN. AS TIME PASSED I
Let's take a walk into the sky Conversing with the stars to fathom why They're not afraid to burn To lose themselves while turning into light If we were
Learn to lose It?s easier that way We?ve paid our dues But we can?t make life pay All across the world, people going mad In their mother?s cars, kids
(50 Cent) G-Unit! Ha Ha! 50 Cent Hook: If some shots may happen to go off tonight Don't worry about me I be aight Niggaz could waiste ammo firin at me
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I heard it on the radio and 6 o' clock news Said, "You'd better not drive when you get on the booze" The sheriff was on TV an a shakin' his hand Said, ?
[C:] Out of the seven classic arts Rhetoric rises to bust the charts The master of agony invites you to the Forum Louder than Romanum's decadent decorum
(Skip Battin and Kim Fowley) One of America's great national pastimes Is drinkin' a Coke Takin' a smoke Tellin' a joke One of America's great national