: I aint got nothing to be scared off No I aint got nothing to be scared off No I aint got nothing to be scared off Cos I love you I was born out of
: Where's the love song to set us free too many people down, everything turning the wrong way round and I don't know what love will be but if we stop
: Caravan's lost to (?) no one loves you when you are lost here I'm a clown pulling my world down I believe I was strong but you were the song and
: The trees are spinning oxygen they're the rockets we should fear if we go and let 'em off then we will disappear yeah we will disappear surely we will
: What am I to do Someone is really unhappy Put myself on the knife It seems I never got through to you So I'll wean myself off slowly I'm a darkened
: This is a ballad for the good times So put a battery in your leg Put a rock beat on the record and get it stuck there in your head You can be with
: I've got a brain its a lift and drop I fall asleep other side I ride a bullet like steve mcqueen each time, intevene Got a keith and a barnet jumping
t about hate it's about disgust we're all disgusting and then you move move move move and you push push push push and you trip over yourself and you think
: We've got a file on you (x3) we've got a on you we've got a file on you (x3) we've got a on you
: Jets are like comets at sunset
I aint got nothing to be scared off No I aint got nothing to be scared off No I aint got nothing to be scared off Cos I love you I was born out of love
This is a ballad for the good times So put a battery in your leg Put a rock beat on the record and get it stuck there in your head You can be with me
Brothers and sisters Rebuild your lives We?re all drug takers Give us something tonight Cotton in academy Jelly, maize to Marjory White doves, from
Caravan's lost to (?) no one loves you when you are lost here I'm a clown pulling my world down I believe I was strong but you were the song and when
You gotta get it together You shooting at me You're just a teenage industry Bye, see ya, out having fun they keep you comatose, with blood up your nose
I've got a brain its a lift and drop I fall asleep other side I ride a bullet like steve mcqueen each time, intevene Got a keith and a barnet jumping
Waiting, got no time to hide in the country got a hold of my soul TV?s dead And there aint no war in my head.. now And you seem very beautiful to me
Jets are like comets at sunset
