: There's something like an intended link You thought too long now, you're a prisoner in embracing a million sins by transmissions oh, yr one in a million
Turn away, turn away from the wall Turn away, turn away from the wall Face me now, Face me now Show me, show me all your tears Your pain, your pain
You´re a dead empty sexless soul And all you have is what you buy to show You keep on buyin´ What is shoved into your mind Thinking all the
Every time It feels so good Did you hear me? Are you listening? Ain't you listening? Did you hear me? From the barrel To the trigger Passing Flesh
Forget it, You wouldn´t understand anyway
Full speed ahead, that´s what I said He didn´t think about tomorrow Full speed ahead, that´s all he wanted Another line or two would
Isn´t life a blast It´s just like living in the past We go downtown to do our shopping And we live in suburbia And I say Ha ha ha ha ha ha
Chorus: Oh oh oh fucked up once again No more rivers of blood Taking over my dream of love Feel a bit of poetry in my life But it all could change in
And I say Oh oh oh you never know which way to go And I say Oh oh oh the flipper twist is in my soul Now all the time we spent runnin´ around
In life my friends, you pass along You need not grieve when things go wrong You've heard it said, go do your best Though life's sun sinks to the west
I too have sung 'Death's Praise' But I'm not going to sing that song anymore Yes, I've figured out what living is all about It's life, life, life is
We're living for life to be the way we feel Not living for life, but the death appeal Who wants a cancerous boring end When you can die from misery and
Now what I want to know is how Your feelings show way deep down inside of You when you know your mind is twisted And untrue it seems so strange the range
I was talking to larry The scene was really hairy We were sitting in the dark What you don´t see you don´t know He said this town is getting
Once it starts you never see them Once it starts there goes your freedom Now you´re standin´ by the front door You want it back and even more
1, 2, 3, 4 So you're a lowrider, man Walkin' down the street Get into your lowrider All those girls you'll meet Get out after school just to play it
Ever live a life that's real Full of zest, but no appeal Ever want to cry so much You want to die Ever feel that you've been had Had so much that you
Conspiracy is the game That the us likes to play Working, work a thousand ways And still you´re only a slave Working for your meals And you´
