Wake-up we're stealing cars 1996 1997 1998 we're all waiting for the year 2000 Just the smell on the summer can make me fall in love We go to the parties
Cain told Abel, "Brother, you'd better get busy We got watermelon burnin' up out there in the sun" Abel said, "Cain, brother, you're drivin' me silly
Tending my fruit, tending my fruit Ah, you've got to have a hobby A man must have a shed to keep him sane Spraying my buds, spraying my buds Got to keep
Sitting round when I'm on the trees Like Glasgow breezes Blue lagoons and classic sunsets But you are all I'm looking for You are why duty calls Blue
You keep playing me like a fruit machine Putting in change systematically Winning streak that you had over me It's turned into your broken tragedy Turn
As flowers on the grave of earth inferno We are all good people Dressed not in white we are Ascendants of heaven In a symbolic imaginative essence Descending
( Live / Billie Holiday Cover ) Southern trees bear strange fruit Blood on the leaves and blood at the root Pastoral scene of the gallant south The bulging
Said the apple to the orange I wanted you to come Close to me and kiss me to the core Then you might know me Like no other orange Has ever done before
More (more) More (more) Check it out everybody here we go (c'mon) Now stop, keep it jumpin' on the floo' (jump) Bust through the roof white bro (oh)
I drive alone, home from work And I always think of her Late at night I call her But I never say a word And I can see her squeeze the phone between her
Ese beso de tu boca Que me sabe a Fruta Fresca Que se escapo de tus labios Y se metio en mi cabeza Ese beso con que sueno Cuando las penas me acechan
You shall die so many times before you perish Surrounded by living, self indulging mirrors digesting temptation's stolen fruit moving on self-fulfilled
I am Governor Jerry Brown My aura smiles and never frowns Soon I will be President Carter power will soon go away I will be fuhrer one day I will command
Down at the arsenal they keep the nerve gasses Guarded day and night by caged white rabbits Been sitting there for years I'm gonna have at it I cut through
Don?t want to think Don?t make me care I wanna melt in with the group I need the balls to leap out of my shell And let go with my friends Can?t come
Sunny Sunday at the amusement park See the fat kids spill their pop Oh babe, lots of flags and balloons But someone sabotaged the roller coaster last
I don't need your way of life I can't stand your attitudes I can do without your strife I don't need this fucking world I don't need this fucking world
You been to school for a year or two Know you've seen it all Daddy's car thinkin' you'll go far Back east your type don't crawl Play ethnicky jazz to