Boys speak in rhythm and girls in code doots Tell it to me straight, give it to me now Face forward, face forward Boys speak in rhythm and girls just
Yeah.. We're on Squarian yet? (laughter) (Verse 1) What planet did you come from? With your nails, make-up and hair done At My show, Hands up to the
Elimate the incompetents! Differences don't exist in harmony! Survival is superiority. We don't need no hands across the sea! We've got... Foreign
Traigo en los bolsillos tanta soledad Desde que te fuiste no me queda mas Que una foto gris y un triste sentimiento Lo que mas lastima es tanta confusion
Strange foreign beauty I'll never know what's in your heart Does anyone know how it feels to hold you Does anyone know the secret of your mind Strange
Distracted by each career milestone Though they're all in his hands He set up his best ones for weeks And the questions all get answered Before they're
The people outside have umbrellas and faces that look like they're wondering "will i be dead soon?" I wish I could tell them, I wish I could feed them
Too many people follow too many minds And we don't cling together if there's nothing to find Everybody stands alone in the line Sometimes I hope when
Harbor lights are ahead and bright they're shining I can feel the thrill of coming home But I know my heart will not be willing to forget a foreign love
so what pull my teeth with your rabid foamin teeth you know what you're a freak you gotta a lot to say so what's the matter with you you took a look at
It's hard to breathe in foreign bedrooms When you can't find sleep, you've lost your sleep It's coming clean, you don't like dreaming The way your mind
Ich hab dich verlassen ich weiß nicht warum - wir hatten zu essen und lebten in Frieden. Mein Traum war ein and'rer wie mit eisernen Zangen hielt
Boys speak in rhythm and girls in code Doo doo doo doo, doo doo doo doo Tell it to me straight, give it to me now Face forward, face forward Boys speak
Now, now we could just exchange numbers but then that be boring Come an' sit front row in the range 'Cause I'm flooring it Tryin' getcha away from the
Steady my shaky hands Shut off the world's demands Just get the facts down Do you understand? This is a foreign land So try to understand me Do you understand
How many rivers of blood must spill? How many more people killed? I'm tired of hearing about politics I want to know when the killing will end Senseless
When the moon pull rushes in Crashes into sand It lingers in the last sunlight And holds onto every strand I'm as still as boats on land Sitting next
So she waltzes by, her sky is as high as sky The apple of her eye, she doesn't even try She knows she's a foreign cow, she knows it and how She's knows
