We`ve been here before I know it`s getting late But we can`t walk away We walk around this room So angry and upset There ain`t no giving in Tell me what
(Willcox/Bogen) Just the same old world in a new dimension All pent up with a few more tensions Sleepless mouths, restless feet Waiting to enter dead
I hope your radio won't play until I've had my say I hope your mail always fails to reach you Until you wanna hear from me I hope your wristwatch goes
Hate is a killer in breeding frenzy Growing faster becoming deadly. Wake up, together. C'mon fight the beast: Tyrant control in the Middle East Poison
Love without anger Love without anger He picked up the phone and took the call A long distance voice just started to bawl I don?t care if you feel small
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September '75 I was 47 inches high Mom said by Christmas I would have A bad ass mother G.I. Joe For your little minds to blow I still got beat up after
This is an obsession, a kind of aggression with himself It's the way he'll always be He loves to rebel to go against his ten commandments For him, that
As brothers, we ride together. Our horses pummeled by the wind. My deeds shall honor my father. My legend will strengthen my kin. With the Gods beside
Night is falling on the Earth Will ever show life light of day? It's the end but where is source? Why did the sunbeam go away? Do you remember time
As you pull me through this mental cesspool Feelings of anger are seething all through me My eyes burn red and my blood is boiling Malevolent forces you
Here it is A dope hit, Iceman comin' with the dope hit 'Cuz a few suckers need their throats slit Jealous cause I went multi-platinum Now I'm gonna blast
GODS WERE ANGRY WITH ME (Watt Watkins - Ruth Wilkinson) « © '56 Century Songs, BMI » The Gods were angry with me for loving you The Gods
There's grievin' in the country There's sorrow in the sand There's sobbin' in the shanty And there's anger in the land A woman broods in silence Close
So everything is average nowadays Everything is average nowadays But everyone would do it if they can When everything is going down the pan When everyone
We went to the youth club And we looked out of place I didn't know where to look So I looked at your face But you were a boxing champ And I was a weakling
I can prove anything I'll make you admit again and again That I can prove anything The way that it's read again and again And it's only 'cos you came
I'm just waiting for The man to come with all my things And I'm just waiting for Another man to take it all And it's not hard to tell That I learnt my