It's time to leave this burning ship behind It's time to come to terms and realise There's nothing to be found in that left behind But reddish traces
You've been warned by the media, warned by your friends That the new shit's gonna be reeling it in So you step in, hair face image into place All that
is this justice or is it wrong? I got right back what I gave you revenge or not took too long and now everything is lost there is so much left in me to
[chorus] And I don't think I just know that you won't understand Nothing at all So what Makes it hard to understand That I refused to be bent By you
your smile cuts like only I know this vicious blade of ecstacy should I wish to break these chains can't stand it if I freeze so near yet so far to my
You must wonder why I kissed her I don't quite know myself And you have every right to leave me here hanging by myself Why you didn't kick me to within
you ask me why I display this array of pain when it's obvious to you I can't complain you say it's just a phase that's supposed to make it OK in a couple
gasp for air as the fact hits home another goal blown one down no more to go whatever will I say to explain this slip up fucked up and I've hitched my
?" She said, "I've got it, you wan' it My harvest is the best and if you try it You'll like it and wallow in the Dreadlock holiday, dreadlock holiday
new world Because oh, oh, I'm a dreadlock of the suburbs And oh, oh, I'm a dreadlock of the suburbs And oh, oh, I'm a dreadlock of the suburbs Because
Ich habe nur probiert, um mal zu sehen. Es war nur sehr wenig, doch es war schon. Beim nachsten Mal nahm ich genug, es hat ganz schon reingekracht. Ich
"I've got it you wan' it my harvest is the best And if you try it you'll like it and wallow in the Dreadlock holiday, dreadlock holiday, dreadlock holiday
ma Bizness, worst Then the feds, Lemme Do me and get this bread No Matter What's said I Know My Hair Fly Everybody Stare When They Walk By Dreadlocks
out yet I don't like cricket I love it (Dreadlock Holiday) I don't like reggae I love it (Dreadlock Holiday) Don't like Jamaica I love her (Dreadlock
Übersetzung: Los Cafres. Dreadlocks.
Übersetzung: Dead Kennedys. Dreadlocks Of The Suburbs.
Übersetzung: Die toten Hosen. Mehr Davon (Dreadlock-mix).