This is the voice of a generation Of unemployment and aggravation Life's too short for wasting time Because of this I'm wasting mine I just can't go
THINK THAT SHE'S COOL? SHE DIDN'T UNDERSTAND WHAT THEY SAID TO HER BUT ANYWAY SHE HOPES THAT IT WILL BE ALRIGHT MAYBE SHE COULD BE A VOICE FOR A GENERATION
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you've rotted away And you won't know until that day When we have drained you It will be too late To save your skin And alter your face And a little time
Don't tell me what you want me to do I never wanted to be like you Bold and brave in a rut Can't take lying and you can't hear me shout 4Q Sick and
I just don't know what to say And you don't listen anyway Can't you see, are you so dumb ? I only want you came I don't need you You look well an half
was a whore - in Moscow Oh oh in Moscow Lenin was a lover and the dogs eat each other - in Moscow A meal ticket's a win and a laugh is a sin - in Moscow
It's summertime and the country's on the line The lads are on the streets and the riots doing fine Picking up the pieces after the night Picking up the
too So now we're deaf to all the others Turn it up we are noise lovers It's so loud we have no choice And no one heard the little voice
This is where the good times went With his brains lying on the pavement With a broken bottle in his hand And another in his back Do you feel alright
What do you think you're doing touching me there ? What do you...
lose Because you refuse to defuse [chorus] You make me a promise and waste my life You try to make friends with a knife You left me for dead and called me a
that `Freedom is O.K. you scum` but make sure it`s never used In your defence of liberty I always stand accused And your shadow in the sun always give a
are diamond and we shine like steel You can't beat us down the wounds will never heal You can't take us for a ride You can't rob a warrior of his pride
We are the boys who can turn on the heat we are the boys and you're under our feet We've got nothing but the clothes that we wear We've got that attitude
Vicious you hit me with a flower You do it every hour oh, baby, you're so vicious Vicious you want me to hit you with a stick But all I've got is a
