We all know it's like a game Pieces of flesh involved in pain Day after day, same old thing Try different lives but always the same Have the time of your
Coppers in Force Coppers are out in force tonight Better look out, better keep em in sight Don't know what they'll bust us for Doesn't really matter,
We see her cum around Looking like a busted hound She cums to all the shows Ready to take off her clothes For any guy in a band As her pride slips her
Violence isn't an answer to problems you've got but people sure use the excuse here alot If you don't like someone or how they look show 'em your hatred
When they 1st met, he swept her off her feet with a boyish smile, acting so sweet They talked alot-got along really well little did she know-she was entering
Hold your grandmother's Bible to your breast. Gonna put it to the test. You want it to be blessed. And in your heart, You know it to be true, You know
A grey sky falls on blood-soaked land where children used to play theres no more laughter in the air-its all been blown away The bodies burn in the sun
Sweetheart How I miss your heart Beating next to mine The right words Were always hard to find When all our time was fine When darling you were mine,
Each day I dig my own grave In hopes my sanity will be saved After everyone and everything has let me down I sink into the sorrow that holds me a slave
Boy with no name, he was only 18 Never lughed to much Hated the monarchy Yes he hated the queen Real antisocial and he acted real mean Was he in a dream
Sitting in his office behind his desk Harvard badge on the wall- thinks he's the best A smile on his face to seem like he cares I'm just another troubled
Knew you from school- Over seven years Never heard of nothing- Graduated Student-Council queer Now you wanna hang Got a skinhead boy to show all her friends
you've got a porblem, I'm so sick of you, your always tellin' me what to do, i'm not perfect, i know my flaws, but your not going to be the one to lay
quiet horrorshow fifteen minutes admiring Bog And All His Holy Angels And Saints in your left shoe with lights bursting all over your mozg. There were three devotchkas
You pick out some friends and to them you'll cling Then you wait and see who next week will bring You choose your friends wisely to take you to the top
It goes ashes to ashes from dawn 'til dusk I am drowning in rivers and oceans of lust oh sweet lamb of god whose side are you on? oh sweet mother of
He was a young boy in school all the kids played him a fool a quiet boy, no friends at all he tried to fit but still felt small Fucked up family-nowhere
Well this is one place where Your gods can't dwell It's like walking in To the mouth of hell Sweating our dignities out on the subway At the beginning
