Перевод: Doa. Это прогресс.
Перевод: Various Artists. Вот Прогресс - Jello Биафра С Doa.
get past the fences and guards and the industrial `park' chorus: that's progress that's progress looks like i'll have to move to yellowknife progress-bleah! your idea of progress
the deer somehow get past the fences and guards And the industrial 'park' [Chorus] That's progress That's progress Looks like I'll have to move to Yellowknife Progress-bleah! Your idea of progress
out...That's for you. I hop out my car Step into the lobby Everybody's on the floor (get down) It's a mother****in' robbery The shit's in progress
high priestess of this hasta Although I'm not a dread and not a rasta There's never been a word I can't master I've always been a piddly pastor I
office on Top Cat, top that, I'm fat troop Drop the loop, then a scooper hoop ya like a hula To school a fool I present, a church to repent I get you
ghetto And his mother cries Cause if there's one thing that she don't need It's another hungry mouth to feed In the ghetto As the snow flies... As the
tell ya, that I really love ya, and that I place no one above ya Cause your my, my baby And even though they say, "I'm a sucker for love" I'm caught
high priestess of this hasta Although I'm not a dread and not a rasta There's never been a word I can't master I've always been a piddly pastor I reign
' by, ain't tryin' to hear that So off to the Day Room, a fight in progress A brother got sliced and diced over nonsense D.O.I., dead on the island The
Toca Man a gallis, man a gangsta, man a born herbalist Oonu listen out, Esa Loca The Dutty Loca, the Tony Toca Man a gallis, man a gangsta, man a internationalist
murder again i heard my kid got poped all over a girl man never bin a friend to a foe a yes to a no but i stay blessed like poof make a nigga guess where
Stab a track, strangle the beat, restless, no time for sleep Niggas be weak, I'm concrete like Benjamin Grimm It's a very thin line between a foe and a
what mc's face redundance Stereo speakers exceed beyond specifications Through Extended noise generation Let's cut the conversations to a small chat (why's that
a picture of the barkeep upon the main ceiling, Feels like a broken dream, I'm walking through a smoke machine and, In the corner seen a dope fiend, blowing a
