Go! Yeah, life machine from the day we're born Didn't realize it was just our dawn By the media we've been accepted In reality still rejected Say from
Kickin' up the dust clouds here we go, out to the Wild West. Ride the ferry as the sun goes down, carrying on the quest. But on the way back all's not
They shocked the world cause they wanted to live. They had no food, no alternative. Lost in the snow weak in the mind. Starving and cold ate their own
See the man see him run, where's he going where's he coming from ? What's he carrying under his arm ? Stay away it'll do you harm. See the man run.
You were there, when I needed a place to crash, I had no money, you gave me all your cash. You're my burning sun in my darkest hour, you're the problems
Broken glass is everywhere, crunchin' underfoot, the windswept streets preparing for the flood. A priest with a bible is doing all the plugs, jobs now
You've got a fast brain, it's like a bullet train. You've been branded, LINE TO BE ADDED ! Your scream's like gasoline, it burned me to the core. You
Bring me your poor, give me your weak, 'cos I can make strong, the man who can't speak. I'm out on my own in the field of life, harvesting souls for your
Make love to you your eyes are closed, your body is rotting it's decomposed. Your hair straggled in a spider's web .. you're dead. No remorse .. screw
Was it you who took the money To the land of milk and honey? Your past is catching up on you Put it on a conveyor belt The chips are down, the cards are
On the streets, they're after me Won't let me go, won't let me be This oppression is screwing my head If I ain't careful, I'll end up dead I'm living
Well we're all packed up and we're Iroquois bound, tuning our ears for the F.M. sound. We got a million problems, we're on our way, 44th, New York, U.
All the boys and girls from round the world are gathering here today. They're gonna' run and jump, dance and sing and play. But you'd better think twice
Lycanthropy is in his blood, and spreads to those he slays. Uncontrolled metamorphosis, undetectable by day. But when the moon is waxing, and all the
You're getting under my skin, the places that you've been. You're dishing out the dirt, and sure know how to hurt. But you're going nowhere ya missing
They're always stealing off the land The Earl has to take his final stand Build a device to catch them all I don't give a damn if they say they're poor
See the sun way up high, burning down on me. Mountains rise and kiss the sky, then crumble to the sea. But alas all's not well in Eden now, things ain
The poor man he had no dreams He had no vices all he had was himself Spent his days walking around Thinking of things to do with his time It's like a