Archive for Февраль, 2010
Shoot the gun to the bang, bang, bang
Shoot the gun (pyong, pyong, pyong)
Shoot the gun to the bang, bang, bang
Has the trees in constant motion
With a flash of silver leaves
As they’re rocking in the breeze
Фев
27
For Once In My Life
It’s Gonna Feel Real Good,
Gonna Make A Difference
Gonna Make It Right . . .
Face it in you or me
We carry a sensitive cargo
Фев
26
The love of your mother
The fear of the future
The best years behind you
The world is getting older
The times, they fall behind you
The need, it still grows stronger
The best years never found you
Фев
26
I demand I know my rights
I know my rights
You cover illness with flowers
And flowers die
And flowers die
Фев
26
has punched a hole in the night time mist
I climb through the window and down to the street
I’m shining like a new dime
The downtown trains are full
full of all them Brooklyn girls
They try so hard to break out of their little worlds
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Фев
26
I have found a home
Some where i would run to
When i feel alone
Always in your smile
I have seen the sun
That have cease to shine
On everyone
Interlocking cartels bypassing the bone
The empty statement of artschool dissension
Institutionalised expression of mass control
A Cuban adjustment act
Offer the world a dream
Dress it up – it’s blackmail
