c) 1982 Worldcopyright Nada-Volksmusic Hilversum/Holland The old man told me and he told me good The old man taught me every trick in the book And when
Tell me what's happenin' Curiosity doin' me in Something strange happenin' You keep a closed door behind you Got a window I can't see through Lock your
(B.Hay) With a dream in her pocket Flight ticket in hand She's going off to the crazy land Green pastures, like blankets unfold Out the door and down
From the Albums: * Cut * Something heavy going down You better get out of the line of fire If you wanna stay alive I always knew it would take a liar
From the Album: * Cut Well I couldn't live if I don't see a mirracle happen Stayin' up being here with you And I do believe in a mistery that needs unraveling
From the Album: * Cut I am not an object Somethin' you throw away I am no piece of junk That's been left on a stationary train I want you to get a message
I got hair in my ears I got hair in my nose I got hair on my back And between my toes When the time comes & my hairwash is due I'm gonna use one
Ice cold Metalmonster creeping Through the darkest night Heart of gold and steel Because I don't know what to write Pins and chains and bullet-bells round
Did you think if you shout you can sort it all out You can't get your face from the blame You're no wiser, you're no wiser, even now You wish you knew
The man laid his hat on the table Hung his coat up on the wall Sat down to dinner, said as soon as I am able I'll say something nice to you all Then
Doomed plans of safety surface Between showcases of failed poetry Your bullshit liberal declaration of pedophile immunity Yet you wear it like a badge
Jeffy: (Hi there, Cookie Monster.) Cookie Monster: (Oh, hi little friend Jeffy. How you today?) J: (I'm not feeling too good, to tell you the truth.)
[verse 1] i love you you love me we're best friends like friends could be with a great big hug and a kiss from me to you wont you say you love me to
I'm too fly to be all up in this line boy, I should get a front cut, I should get a front cut! I'm too fly to be all up in this line boy, I should get
You're soulmates been stolen She's not with you Just get drunk, go out more What can you do? Which prom dress should you choose She's not about No one
Soldier is turning See him through white light Running from strangers See you in the valley War upon war Heat upon heat To cut a long story short I lost
I stand - at the shores of my life With you - and we long for the sky I take your breath - before you take (mine) My heart away and before I ask you
child prostitution, sex-holidays, state turns a blind eye sick rich bastards, want kids to abuse, which have no say a fuck for a buck, a buck for food