the sound, I've seen there lying on the ground, Men in the streets with no reply, All left alone where's humankind, You know they're going nowhere,
heard the sound, I've seen there lying on the ground, Men in the streets with no reply, All left alone where's humankind, You know they're going nowhere
plate And we don't even have to talk to you Your face is normal, that's the way you're bred And that's the way you're going to stay Your head is firmly
dead And I say I won't stop no 'til hell is your home There's no where to hide (no nowhere) You'll feel the cold of my gun at you're head Ah you left
time, and I'll burn my mind On Miss Nothing, Miss Everything I’m Miss Fortune, Miss SoSoon I’m like a bottle of pain Miss Matter, you had her Now she’s going
(first half) Elevator going up Fifth floor Lady's handbags, shoes, leather accessories, and electronics Wait a minute, where am I, on this elevator to nowhere Going up, going
Another rainy morning People rushing by My head is still in the clouds I dream with open eyes Suddenly out of nowhere She came into my life Like we know
only thing that was not in his head He took off East one morning in the rising sun's red glow She knew he was going nowhere but of course she let him
started running but there's nowhere to run to I sat down on the street, took a look at myself Said, ?Where you going man, you know the world is headed
unprovocted violence,we dont understand the science, and the rich wanna know why theres so much crime in the youths today, coz they got nowhere to go, and nowhere
going nowhere, the boy too nice He done it again and got rich twice Keep a thump on top We ain't broke, we papered up He ain't going nowhere, the boy
not going nowhere Leave the money right there I feel the arrow sticking in my ear We owe so much we pawned Now watch the power come undone I'm standing on my head
farther than I?ve ever been before Show me that there's somethin' more Sometimes I feel like I?m trapped inside myself Spinning wheels up and down, round and round Going nowhere
another drink You think you know but you ain't got a fucking prayer And we're going nowhere We're flash lighting with a pocket full of kryptonite We're going
The drifters going door to door Dreaming of the mists of down below But I'm sure they'd go anywhere they could If wings became their neighborhoods And there'd be nowhere
drifters going door to door Dreaming of the mists of down below But I'm sure they'd go anywhere they could If wings became their neighborhoods And there'd be nowhere
't let it keep us down. Our heads under stars, the dreams we can't let go, fire burning in our hearts. (the hunger deep inside) It's what keeps us going