красивую нашел. В два года танцует дочка rock’n'roll. На буйных вечеринках был. Среди друзей я паинькой не слыл. Штаны затертые носил. Rolling Stones, как все любил. Четверть века
Сто сарацинов я убил во славу ей - Прекрасной даме посвятил я сто смертей, - Но наш король - лукавый сир - Затеял рыцарский турнир, - Я ненавижу всех
The blue pill opens your eyes Is there a better way A new religion prescribed To those without the faith The hero holding a knife And blood is not enough
Make you into dark, Straight into your heart. Sorry is all you are, I don't really care, I know you are. Robots, robots, Brainwashed babies, Blood
I see you go Through a park in a haze I don't listen For traffic going the same way A simple system I string 'em up I cut 'em down Dare I say A perfect
Silent hell on the marble slab The best trip that I've ever had Higher than a jet plane, pass it around My drinks on empty, need another round [chorus
You’re so impossible Scream and moan it chills my soul Don’t wanna hear you got left behind All those times you stayed up and cried It’s no
Its late enough to go drivin And see whats mine Thats a study of dying How to do it right Youre a holy roller Get your bed in the loose If youre
Freedom of speech and that of information. To gather in prayer and for demonstrations. Freedom to choose. Freedom found driving a car. To posess a remote
We'll correct collegiate mistakes, A shower of formal ideals, Completely soused, The hearts on our sleeves, As they drowned we could hear them screaming
The rain has touched my steps Then it kissed my smile I'm going to its depth It takes me to the sky All the stars are falling down and now I can reach
Sing us a song of the century That's louder than bombs and eternity The era of static and contraband That's leading us into the promised land Tell us
Born into Nixon I was raised in hell A welfare child Where the teamsters dwelled The last one born The first one to run My town was blind from refinery
[Ice Cube] Say you little son of a bitch, what choo tryin' to be? --when i'm big i wanna be a thug-- --you wanna be a thug, huh?! (yeah yeah) What choo
[Ice Cube] Say you little son of a bitch, what choo tryin' to be? --when i'm big i wanna be a thug-- --you wanna be a thug, huh?! (yeah yeah) What
Cats foot iron claw Neuro-surgeons scream for more At paranoias poison door. Twenty first century schizoid man. Blood rack barbed wire Polititians
Friends say it’s fine, friends say it’s good Everybody says it’s just like robin hood I move like a rat, talk like a cat, sting like a bee Babe I’m gonna
I fall over and over and over over over on you I get illI get illI get illyou’re the only one I’m into You and me Fit so tight I go lower and
