to watch me fall down Bottled up dreams will make it alright I've got to make a choice and hope I make it right It always seems to come around and kick
them lessons learned; like a thorn thats in my side And where can I turn These feelings are so real to take away what may have been and try to really
and get in fights with people downtown There ain't nothing goin' down here So me and Bill will sit and chill and have ourselves a beer Well I don't know you and
kick it back poolside One more minute, and we're down by the Oceanside One more minute, one more minute, one more minute! So far away, and dowdy on the beach I want to clear my head and
and asking, "Is this really where I want to be?" No Way! Patronized, antagonized, and bound beyond the boundaries of everyday life A mutual enmity for a system of conformity, and
Looking out through painted windows Deep-rooted and without a clue Sets aside all differences and everything he's used to Takes a walk and the water
You're thinking back No, you never had a plan That's when you turn away And you say you'll be back some other day And then you run and hide Retreat!
them make a it a choice to take a different road you want a revolution you gotta make a differnce on your own wanna revolution stand up stand out and
of wrongdoing and arrest him whenever they see fit. In the United States on the other hand the Fourth Amendment protects the individual and his property from unreasonable search and
't right In the pressure that you're granted from this life And forever you had wondered what's in store That's when you stand up and not take it anymore