I was hoping we'd make real progress But it seems we have lost the power Any tiny step of advancement Is like a raindrop falling into the ocean We're
founding on morality is a type of insanity it's about one whole bunch some people who get stamped I take that as a yes give it to me we gonna stick on
Posted up in the cut to make a buck I had to sell 'nuff drugs Showed up an rolled up, bubbled tough thugs that love to bust slugs I had much love from
It's an SOS, sent out telepathically Signs of our distress, don't allow complacency We need restoration now, of our integrity And a drastic bold reminder
I?ma cancel all the studios, I?ma find you in New York You fucked it up for everybody When I see you I?ma punch you in your fuckin' face You and that
Gotta get a handle on the situation (Operation working vacation) Soul solution for my frustrations (Operation working vacation) So I made myself a little
You tried so hard to break me To make me bend But I have stood the test of time Well, I've had a taste of glory And I've seen the hell below It's time
You fight with your right hand and caress with your left hand Everyone I know is sick to death of you With a tear that's a mile wide in the kite that
I want to explore you, I'm gonna get under your skin So you can feel me running through your veins I want to examine every inch of your frame The pressure
I awoke on impact Under surveillance from the camera eye Searching high and low The criminal mind found at the scene of the crime Handcuffed and blind
Hola, Rojo, morning to you You always helped me chase demons away Don't know what I'll do without you So Pan is the name of the plane Second to the right
Aaa Please Yea Aaa, please Say pretty please Ahh Yea Say I want some triple six dick (Let's) Ooo, I want some triple six dick (Let's call the boys, let
(Well as long as there's a truck I won't forget Korea and Operation X) I won't forget the year of '54 I drove a truck in that Korean war Haulin' GI's
We are born from one institution into another falling asleep listening to the poetry of steel and we are chained arm to arm pulling each other
Smashing through the boundaries Storming through the burning fields Stand before the evil one, on towards the molten sun Falling under skies of pain
(Eddy Marnay / Lewis Furey) [In The Hand Of A Magic Man] Dans la main D'un magicien Et des bing bang Des ding dang Et des abracadabra Dans la main D
Listen to The magic man An abracaca Dabra your life's In cinerama Listen to The magic man A bing bang A ding dang And oops Roll on Round & round On &
To a child The world is wide To a child Storms are outside Calm your fear The rainbow's clear Ending where you start Calling to your heart Everything
