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And I know, Im indestructible
And I know, Im indestructible Tonight! Break down! Caught tell me its not true Its a shakedown! Come on tell me who are you Its so fake now, everything I see right through Im ashamed now, to say I ever know you See the greater minions make a move on their feet Kill them anywhere from here even from the head Girls that seem so hot and Im just sitting here laughing Im gonna keep going up, I cant get distracted And I know, Im indestructible And I know, Im indestructible Tonight! Lay back! Why cant you all come and save me And you will never betray me And Ill give back everything that you gave me And I know that no one can never ever contain me And I, walking I walk down to some American consumer, nah And Im dancing now to a whole different drummer And I keep listening to the great Joe Strummer cause good music, we cant live forever And I know, Im indestructible And I know, Im indestructible |
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| 3:47 |
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Dont worry about me
Im gonna make it alright Got my enemies cross haired and in my sight I take a bad situation gonna make it right In the shadows of darkness I stand in the light Ya see its my style and I'll keep true I had a bad year but I got through I've been knocked out beat down black and blue Shes not the one coming back for you Shes not the one coming back for you If I fall back down Youre gonna help me back up again If I fall back down You're gonna be my friend If I fall back down Youre gonna help me back up again If I fall back down Youre gonna be my friend It takes disaster to learn a lesson Were gonna make it through the darkest nights Some people pretend to make a reason But that one make everything alright Well the rest of times they dont face me Ever if I'm looking like pretty crazy On my way down she betrayed me Now my vision is no longer hating See Im very happy to have my crew Testify me when shes through I've been knocked out beat down black and blue Shes not the one coming back for you Shes not the one coming back for you If I fall back down Youre gonna help me back up again If I fall back down You're gonna be my friend If I fall back down You're gonna help me back up again If I fall back down You're gonna be my friend If I fall back down You're gonna help me back up again If I fall back down You're gonna be my friend If I fall back down You're gonna help me back up again If I fall back down You're gonna be my friend If I fall back down You're gonna help me back up again If I fall back down You're gonna be my friend If I fall back down You're gonna help me back up again If I fall back down You're gonna be my friend |
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Under a red hot moon, take a bus downtown to the Grave yard shift tonight
Under a red hot moon, take a bus downtown to the Grave yard shift tonight Caseys from Cali, California. She's got a reputation that she didn't ask for. Shes waiting for an escape now, escape is called the 164. Now, Casey, she wont admit when shes wrong, now Casey, shes always run, run, run. Shes a punk rocker, she dont trust no one on a south end bus all alone. Under a red hot moon, take a bus downtown to the Grave yard shift tonight Under a red hot moon, take a bus downtown to the Grave yard shift tonight Casey was never caught up, like the rest of the rats in a fucking maze Check me out she said, Im in a concrete jungle, Im an individual and youre stuck in my waste Oh hell no, she knows what the truth is. Because she said so She knows who her friends are so fuck you, dont get no closer, itll only make her run far away Under a red hot moon, take a bus downtown to the Grave yard shift tonight Under a red hot moon, take a bus downtown to the Grave yard shift tonight I know Caseys brother pretty well, you see, we spent a lot of time hanging out I always thought for sure that shed be the one to get out of here and make a life fore herself but when we found her in the little league park, in the dugout it was cold in the dark. No one knew why she wouldnt wake up, I think she finally made it back home. Under a red hot moon, take a bus downtown to the Grave yard shift tonight Under a red hot moon, take a bus downtown to the Grave yard shift tonight [Rap verse by Rob Aston] One time for your mind, two times for your soul three for the graveyard and the money I stole. Dimmed out in the city whe |
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| 2:44 |
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Yeeeeeah, all you motherfuckers, criminals will be suckers,
If you don't step aside for David Courtney, Well, all you motherfuckers, criminals will be suckers, If you don't step aside for David Courtney! If you're feelin' bold, And you must be told, You'll feel a whack up on your back, And up the dust is made of gold, If you do the job, Loyal to the mob, You'll be sorted and rewarded, south of France, in the sun But if you pay your debt, you won't be dead, Please take me up on my advice! Cuz vengeance will be delivered door to door, And right on time..... Yeah, all you motherfuckers, criminals will be suckers, If you don't step aside for David Courtney, Well, all you motherfuckers, criminals will be suckers, If you don't step aside for David Courtney! Cuban cigars, Silver Jaguars, Brand-new suits are filled with loot, he's looking wicked and astute Make no bones, he says, Feelings then there is, He's a legend in the underworld and an up to the poor, Well, if you pay your debt, you won't be dead, Please take me up on my advice! Because vengeance will be delivered door to door, And right on time.... Well, all you motherfuckers, criminals will be suckers, If you don't step aside for David Courtney, Well, all you motherfuckers, criminals will be suckers, If you don't step aside for David Courtney! Tim talking: Listen up all you skaghead, sewer rats, gangsters, Villains and whores, the dark figures from the shadows, Crept up from behind, where they brandished a gun, Pointed directly at his face, And they shuddered at the sight when the words were spoken, "Go ahead, son, but you're |
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| 3:06 |
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Another lesson has been learned,
In this days' modern times, Strangers in the mist appear, Now there's war, all the time, Systematically go and destroy, Commit another atrocity, Aggressors are in their places, Man-made catastrophe. I'm not looking for a fight now, And I don't care who's wrong or right now, So release the dove into flight now, So we can start right now, We can start right now. A small key's gonna open the door, Across the border to a new land, And in the new land a sand storm roars, Under spell and the ghost of a man, A pack of men, they're yours to stay, Their prayers fall upon deaf ears, Machiavelli owns a machine gun now, And I see it in the mask and a puppeteer. I'm not looking for a fight now, And I don't care who's wrong or right now, So release the dove into flight now, So we can start right now, We can start right now. Humanity has no blame in this case, this big game of chess for us all, Hostility explodes in the mess, now your arm got blood all over the world, And clear day turns to dark, blindfolding prisoners of war, And solidarity, on the razor's edge, boy, what? You're a big puncher now, right? Yeah?.... Ha!.... Nah.... I don't fucking think so! Ha ha ha! I'm not looking for a fight now, And I don't care who's wrong or right now, So release the dove into flight now, So we can start right now, |
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| 1:41 |
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Let's Go!
The prophet speaks his language, reeks, A vile dogma that schemes and sneaks, His blood is weak, he's an oil sheik, Information leak, operation tweek There's no security in the battlefield, Metal cannons shape the human shields, A brand new country, they're gonna build, One more riot thats selfwilled State out of control! It's out of control! State out of control! We're outta control, we're outta control, we're outta control, we're outta control! Inject the poison into the bloodstream Pick up your shovel, do what you're told, The probe is out, the watchdog grows to incredicble lengths to incredible lows Well off your target now you have missed, Deliberate lying and recklessness, Don't get crushed in the iron fist, Resist, resist, resist, resist! State out of control! It's out of control! State out of control! We're outta control, we're outta control, we're outta control, we're outta control! Control! we're outta control |
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| 7. |
| 2:25 |
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Get one thing clear, first you live in fear, then you disappear, and that unity
Shift gear, and i, try to stear, i see a tear, you're so fuckin insincere Django, You drag your coffin around You drag your coffin around You drag your coffin around Django, You drag your coffin around All around town, just like a dead man does Just like a dead man does Just like a dead man does Just like a dead man Dead man Dead man Dead man Dead man Gonna have some fun, so you belong, cocaine run, until you watch the fuckin sun go Underground, and the never found, and the drugs are around, gotcha tired fuckin beyond Django, You drag your coffin around You drag your coffin around You drag your coffin around Django, You drag your coffin around All around town, just like a dead man does Just like a dead man does Just like a dead man does Just like a dead man Dead man Dead man Dead man Dead man Get one thing clear, first you live in fear, then you disappear, and that unity shit Shift gear, and i, try to stear, i see a tear, you're so fuckin insincere Django, You drag your coffin around You drag your coffin around You drag your coffin around Django, |
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| 8. |
| 4:11 |
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Yeah?
They were sure I was guilty, but I committed no crime They said: confessions bring lenience, so that put me on the line So I, protest the massacres at the Talliman Square My friends say yo, stay away man, you better not go fucking back there Oh. Watch this One night I might write about my opinions about the state And the freedom of expression they would never tolerate And the, military secrets that I never did steal I didnt start no violence, no, and there was nobody that I killed No. So I had a clear account of all abusers of power And the memories of homeland all gone sour And I only got one weapon, its so plain for me to see My only weapon I call, poetry And I dont even know why The truth seems like a lie In my cell there is no sky When I was arrested in Shanghai Now, in a world of privilege I was not born But, the devotion of freedom and liberty I was sworn So, every emotion is studied, watched their control Who gets paid, who gets disciplined, who gets born So, transmitting beams my coordinates, anywhere on Earth And, as radio waves, surveillance, satellite bursts Open up your skull and let some knowledge come in Ya, crack open the cranium and let awareness begin Oh. And I dont even know why The truth seems like a lie In my cell there is no sky When I was arrested in Shanghai When I was arrested in Shanghai When I was arrested in Shanghai |
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| 2:17 |
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All the junkies they know my name
And every city looks the fucking same And the derilics who roam the streets are all the same And the scum surfaces up and has no one to fucking blame Game over its no fun Got me on the run Im gonna go get my gun Blam blam blam your done Game over its no fun Got me on the run Im gonna go get my gun Blam blam blam your done Why all the prostitution right about midnight And the junkies hives are trying to get tight ?? And Im trying to find some ultra sound But theres no fucking way to get out of this hell Game over its no fun Got me on the run Im gonna go get my gun Blam blam blam your done Game over its no fun Got me on the run Im gonna go get my gun Blam blam blam your done Game over its no fun Got me on the run Im gonna go get my gun Blam blam blam your done Game over its no fun Got me on the run Im gonna go get my gun Blam blam blam your done YAH! Your fuckin done! |
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| 3:26 |
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I've lived my whole life, made mistakes,
From the get-go, Street kid from the start, right, no regrets though, I do what I want, yeah, cuz I said so, No sleep for the weak, right? No, bet no. Rollin' with the punk rockers, I ain't lying, Fake guns, fake bands, Fake punk, I ain't buying, Hit the road, All I know, Rock and roll ain't dying, about fifteen deep, We hit the streets low ridin. By the time we made it to New Orleans, It must have been half past three. By the time we made it to Memphis, We were crazy. Tonight, draw a blanket, And a pillow to keep us warm, Tonight, protect us from the storm. He was back, causing trouble, Time's they're a comin' round, Oh no, let me go to another round, Tuesday night is when the storm's gonna settle down, Had a glance, circumstance, Don't cause, trouble bound, She's the one, all alone, I come lookin', Smoke and mirrors as I watch, Aw, that girl was trippin', It's no fun, lost again, To have your heart broken, Greed is from a world that is built on hustling. By the time we made it to New Orleans, It must have been half past three. By the time we made it to Memphis, We were crazy. Tonight, draw a blanket, and a pillow to keep us warm, Tonight, protect us from the storm. The breaks were falling when they had failed, Every road can lead ya straight down to fucking hell, Rain stopped falling when they had failed, Every road can take ya straight down to hell. Doing nothing here, everyone straight trippin, Happy at times, are gone, past starts slippin, This will be enough to keep me on the road livin, -aca |
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| 3:23 |
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Saturday,
Where else you gunna go? There's no way, I'm gonna end up at the disco, Make my way, To fist fights and stilettos, To rock and roll, rock and roll. Saturday, Where else you gunna go? There's no way, I'm gonna end up at the disco, Make my way, To fist fights and stilettos, To rock and roll, rock and roll, to rock and roll, rock and roll. <i>[Tim:]</i> There's a club on the coast, where the kids get lost, and no one's gonna stare, Yeah, chuck T's and bleached jeans with dayglow mohawk hair, Yeah, misfits and homeless kids all call their home there, Don't tell me it ain't real! Don't you fucking dare! <i>[Lars:]</i> Yeah, punk style in the car, nothing going on, Turn up the radio, cuz it's my favorite song, There's a club on the coast where all the kids get along, Skins and punx, and wayward ones, <i>[Matt:]</i> Nothing can go wrong! Saturday, Where else you gunna go? There's no way, I'm gonna end up at the disco, Make my way, To fist fights and stilettos, To rock and roll, rock and roll. Saturday, Where else you gunna go? There's no way, I'm gonna end up at the disco, Make my way, To fist fights and stilettos, To rock and roll, rock and roll, rock and roll, To rock and roll, rock and roll. <i>[Tim:]</i> Do you know what, when I show up, there's gonna be some fucking action, So many styles, always so wild, that's the fucking attraction, She said "What? I'll fuck 'em up", that's her satisfaction, <i>[Matt:]</i> Bottle of red, straight to the head, detox transaction. <i>[Lars:]</i> Hell's Angel's ran my neighborhood, It was always understood, I was running errands for the Angels, I was a little fucking hood! Punk rock was my way out, it was always in my blood, I don't give a fuck if I was locked up, should be dead or in jail! Saturday, Where else you gunna go? There's no way, I'm gonna end up at the disco, Make my way, To fist fights and stilettos, To rock and roll, rock and roll. Saturday, Where else you gunna go? There's no way, I'm gonna end up at the disco, Make my way, To fist fights and stilettos, To rock and roll, rock and roll. <i>[Everybody:]</i> Family turns their back on their son, Now we're all alone, Now we ain't got a home, Now we're among our own! Saturday, Where else you gunna go? There's no way, I'm gonna end up at the disco, Make my way, To fist fights and stilettos, To rock and roll, rock and roll. Saturday, Where else you gunna go? There's no way, I'm gonna end up at the disco, Make my way, To fist fights and stilettos, To rock and roll, rock and roll, rock and roll, To rock and roll, rock and roll, rock and roll To rock and roll, rock and roll, rock and roll To rock and roll, rock and roll, rock and roll. To rock and roll, rock and roll, rock and roll. <i>[fade out]</i> |
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| 1:38 |
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Woooooooooh
Ghost band, ghost band, There's a ghost band, girl, playing our songs now, Ghost band, ghost band, There's a ghost band, girl, playing our song And they knew all the lyrics by heart, now, And they play in the perfect key, And their tombstones are silhouetted, And the band I can barely see, Well our spirit fades, hard and cheated, When the funeral's over, I can't leave it, Everyone's going home, I'm defeated. Woooooooooh Ghost band, ghost band, There's a ghost band, girl, playing our songs now, Ghost band, ghost band, There's a ghost band, girl, playing our song And the energy's so overwhelming, And the echo from the crowd is deafening, And the music conveyed is convincing, And the world doesn't seem so daunting, And the shimmer of light tells you secrets, In the moon, the silhouettes in an instance, And we are seen in perfect cadence. Woooooooooh Ghost band, ghost band, There's a ghost band, girl, playing our songs now, Ghost band, ghost band, |
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| 3:02 |
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If you lose me, you lose a good thing, that's one thing I know for sure.
If you lose me, girl, you lose a good thing, that's one thing I know for sure. When you were sick, girl, I held your hand, When you were troubled I tried to understand, Staying with you I did anything I can, Cuz losing you was not part of the plan. Melbourne is a tropical London, I met a girl in a tropical London, Abandoned in a tropical London, Oh no, oh no, If you lose me, you lose a good thing, that's one thing I know for sure. If you lose me, girl, you lose a good thing, that's one thing I know for sure. A souvenir reminds me of you, Every day I catch a glimpse of us too, I'm the one going through the rescue, That's why I'm confused you withdrew. Melbourne is a tropical London I met a girl in a tropical London Abandoned in a tropical London Oh no, oh no, If you lose me, you lose a good thing, that's one thing I know for sure. If you lose me, girl, you lose a good thing, that's one thing I know for sure. Medication, met you in Authication, it's a Hazardness, valley of deception, Walk alone, But it was not my intention, Not my invention, And now my heart's been ripped wide open! Melbourne is a tropical London I met a girl in a tropical London Abandoned in a tropical London Oh no, oh no, If you lose me, you lose a good thing, that's one thing I know for sure. If you lose me, girl, you lose a good thing, that's one thing I know for sure. |
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| 1:59 |
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Go!
Go! Go! Walk into the party, didn't know who you are, Said quick quick on the living room floor, All I know is about three fucking chords, Drumkit, bass, and electric guitar. We're headed out to another show, Don't know which way it's gonna go, Don't even think about it, Don't even care, When the roadblock's in the way, we're gonna run around it, When the stop sign's in the way, we're gonna run through it all right, All right, When all the punks come out tonight! Go to work, go to school, get a fucking job, Sit at home like a fucking slob, I prowl the street like I'm the fucking law, All too crazy, tripped and crawl, Depression can't cut me out of the music, So I choose it, I use it, I won't fucking lose it! We're headed out to another show, Don't know which way it's gonna go, Don't even think about it, Don't even care, When the roadblock's in the way, we're gonna run around it, When the stop sign's in the way, we're gonna run through it all right, All right, When all the punks come out tonight! We're not fucking around, We're not fucking around, We're not fucking around, We're not fucking around! We're headed out to another show, Don't know which way it's gonna go, Don't even think about it, Don't even care, When the roadblock's in the way, we're gonna run around it, When the stop sign's in the way, we're gonna run through it all right, All right, When all the punks come out tonight! Tonight! Tonight! |
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| 2:56 |
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Is it you?
Is it you who's been orchestrated? Is it you? Is it you who's born frustrated? Hey! Hey! Hey! Is it you? Hey! Hey! Hey! Is it you? Is it you who's born frustrated? American shopping malls, Where a product is sold and bought here, Euthanizing the public, While the dead walk the escalators, They come from the loudspeakers, They hear a subliminal message, An ad entices you, the consumer, And there's no way to find it. Is it you? Is it you who's been orchestrated? Is it you? Is it you who's born frustrated? Hey! Hey! Hey! Is it you? Hey! Hey! Hey! Is it you? Is it you who's born frustrated? Is this human freedom, Hedonistic excess? Junky consumerism, Mass-production, toxic sickness, Everyone is wearing now, Plastic masks that they hide behind, Marketing massive sales of nothing, Everything is selling. Is it you? Is it you who's been orchestrated? Is it you? Is it you who's born frustrated? Hey! Hey! Hey! Is it you? Hey! Hey! Hey! Is it you? Is it you who's born frustrated? The arrogance, Lost me with nonsense, Well, it's so aggressive, Yet so repulsive, Well, it's a noxious culture, Of the swarming vultures! And I an imposter, And he's coming to get you! Is it you? Is it you who's been orchestrated? Is it you? Is it you who's born frustrated? Hey! Hey! Hey! Is it you? Hey! Hey! Hey! Is it you? |
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| 3:21 |
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Rock gets hot, now she cant stop
Shes a lot, a lot like a robot And she cant be bought, and her nerves are shot And she starts to rot, from the inside out She said I dont need you to save me, but theres people here trying to blame me And theres no jobs that will pay me, enough to feed my family And I got my back up against the wall And I got my back up against the wall And no one hears her call Cause theres no one there at all And I got my back up against the wall Law crack re-run, fools are chippin Promises are broken, yeh, jobs are leavin And the sky is darkening in the land of stepping But the bus is staying and I wont be regretting And theres no more jobs here, no more love here No more room here for me, and theres no more jobs here Only misery here, for me and my family And I got my back up against the wall And I got my back up against the wall And no one hears her call Cause theres no one there at all And I got my back up against the wall Now where have all the good times gone (ALRIGHT! ALRIGHT! ALRIGHT! ALRIGHT!) But something here is going wrong (ALRIGHT! ALRIGHT! ALRIGHT! ALRIGHT) Why even bother, when you getting clobbered Nowhere is safe and sound, off the sweat they will profit Your getting robbed and their gunning you down to the ground Oh we all got big dreams now, the new factory just shut down And theres not enough to go around, cause their gunning you down to the ground And I got my back up against the wall And I got my back up against the wall And no one hears her call Cause theres no one there at all |
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| 2:20 |
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For 24 hours on the Ivory Coast,
They release soldiers from their post, They dedicate champagne, for a toast, They pay dividends to the country's host. They said, "Tonight, you can leave your home, But tomorrow, but tomorrow, it's gonna be the way of the gun", And the curfew, won't allw you to roam, roam, roam, And the bullets will let you know, when the big dog comes 'round your door.... Who is the killer? (Wooooh ohhh oh!) Who is the killer? (Wooooh ohhh oh!) Stone-cold killer, (Woooooh ohhh oh!) Food for the trigger, (Wohhhh ohh ohh!) I'll shoot ya down, right on sight, If you're out at the wrong time of night, And in a civil war, there's no civil rights, In the dead of day, run for your life. They said, "Tonight, you can leave your home, And tomorrow, it's gonna be the way of the gun", And the curfew, won't let you roam, roam, roam, And the bullets will let you know, when the big dog comes 'round your door.... Who is the killer? (Wooooh ohhh oh!) Who is the killer? (Wooooh ohhh oh!) Stone-cold killer, (Woooooh ohhh oh!) Food for the trigger, (Wohhhh ohh ohh!) And the trenches are dug, And the bones ain't too shiver, The tastes of war, so cold and bitter, And the human race is the face of the killer, And the cost of life is rarely considered. They said, "Tonight, you can leave your home, But tomorrow, but tomorrow, it's gonna be the way of the gun", And the curfew, won't let you roam, roam, roam, And the bullets will let you know, when the big dog comes 'round your door.... Who is the killer? (Wooooh ohhh oh!) Who is the kil |
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| 3:24 |
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Hold your head up high,
Cuz tomorrow you may die, Cuz no one's safe around here, No one's safe around here. Stand your ground, Til you're the last one in town. Someone that you trust turned out to be a tricker, Smoking cigarettes, getting stoned on liquor, Getting really dizzy, only getting sicker, Small problems now only seem bigger. America's a safe place, If you're gonna leave it, And the rhetoric is there, If you're gonna read it, And the hollow masses, The machines defeated, And the rich look down to arrive on the bleeding. Hold your head up high, Cuz tomorrow you may die, Cuz no one's safe around here, No one's safe around here. Stand your ground, Til you're the last one in town. Hardly enough, It gets tough when you're running, So you bust out the homeless, When they start coming, In LA, Broadway, it's wicked when they're watching, And your backup and your backup and your backup ain't working. There's no food, so you're spurred into action, Set up and go to no satisfaction, Ice and snow is the city passion, When you walk in the shadows, girl, there's no protection. Hold your head up high, Cuz tomorrow you may die, Cuz there's no one safe around here, No one's safe around here. Stand your ground, Til you're the last one in town. [SR talking:] OK, well, This is the city of Los Angeles, And it never sleeps, It may look like it, But it doesn't. It lives and breathes nocturnally, So when you've got no place to sleep at night, And you're all huddled up, And you're cold, Wel |
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| 1:53 |
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Nananana,
Nananana, Nananana, Nananana, Nananana, Nananana naaaa..... Nananana, Nananana, Nananana, Nananana, Nananana naaaa..... [Lars:] I was an atheist, You wore the crucifix, We put our differences to the side, This time a lesson learned, You told me not to mourn, Your heart is bigger every night I'm alive. [Tim:] Campbell, California, Aw, please don't let me down, Robert, I remember when you used to run the town, I'll never forget, and I'll always be your friend, I'll be seeing you on the other side. [Both:] Robert, I'll see you on the other side. [Lars:] I'm waking up to this, The pain that you are free, I miss the days that you walked with me, You're a brother, a loyal friend, Showed me how to be a man, I love you, Robert, and I always will. [Tim:] Campbell, California, Aw, please don't let me down, Robert I remember when you used to run the town, I'll never forget, and I'll always be your friend, I'll be seeing you on the other side. [Both:] Robert, I'll see you on the other side. Nananana, Nananana, Nananana, Nananana, Nananana, Nananana naaaa..... Nananana, Nananana, Nananana, Nananana, |
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