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Tekst :

Yeah it s a big world out there
and most of it is water.
So you better learn how to swim real good
or you should know how to fly this is motion
taking too long, like a bad song, fly to hong kong,
high as the sky without the bong.
Never the less the level of stress was endless,
I felt pressed in the cabin cass business.
I remember what it took to get us here,
the mad years we performed just for the beer.
Now we hover undercover in the atmosphere.
Intergalatic players, true pioneers.

Big wheel, spinnin around,
breaking thru cities and rippin thru town.
Get down time to flip that frown,
keep your body moving from your feet to the crown.

This is the J to the O H to the N C and then I m on.
I spy like James Bond. N to the OR. I ll put you in the ER,
fumming like a cigar, screaming like a marshall.
Electric guitar starp me in there, a true circle, the perfect square.
Hot like flares, danger, beware you must prepare.
Only strategic affairs turn boys to millionairs.
We got to keep moving/forever staying in motion.
Papa never gave me tools to the trade, yo, I m tryinta make the grade.
Suckas think I got it made. I won t trade or give aid.
You ll be played like arcades, follow the big wheel wherever it takes,
you nothing, but the truth. You must pursue in the endeavor.
Just remember to yourself be true explore the world.
It s a treasure if you only knew

Tekst :

You tried out for the high school team
So you would have some childhood dreams
That you and your father could share
Football coach said you’re too small
Don’t even think of basketball
You knew you were destined to fail

Went to the track meet
You wanna be an athlete (sore loser)
Get back in your seat they said
Go to the dugout
Three strikes you stuck out (sore loser)
And home runs flew over your head

Looking down on rock n’ roll
And you dreamed of scoring goals
You’re saving those dreams for your bed
Thought it was cool to be a jock
You ended up a rent-a-cop
A dozen donuts in your hand

You’re a loser
A sore loser

Now it seems the tables turned
The game of life you should have learned
So try using some of your brains
All your high school friends are stars
Driving really fancy cars
The irony drives you insane

Tekst :

Yeah yeah look here what I got for you
I can hear you inside screaming
Feeed me the juice
There’s nothing left for you to do
I got get mine no time to be sorry

If these are good times

Hey man ya got some spare chane
For me brother?
All I need’s a little somethin’
You see me sittin’ here face to the gutter
All’ya pass me by ridin’ high
If the last one dead’s a rotten egg
Meybe I’m better off a bad egg

All we know
If these are good times

Rose, I’m feeling older
I was as lucky as a four-leaved clover
I tried to be happy it wasn’t easy
When I choose my colour it will be Razzle Dazzle Rose

Rose, I’m feeling older
Courage my love it makes me bolder
Expecting softness can lead to foolishness
When I choose my colour it will be Razzle...

Damn you’re so dull
Still need to borrow your hate
Change what they can
Persuade us back under cover

Oh old you’re so over
Who made you king of the ages?
Tending the wounds
Thinking of adding another

But the chosen
Never wrong
He sat holding
Several thoughts
I’ll take anything that’s not bolted down
Bolted down

Tricking us in, don’t get along if...

Chce mi się rozmawiać z każdym z was
Jeśli myślisz że będziesz się nudzić to jest piosenka numer sześć

Pytania i zdnia mało warte
Życie w końcu nic więcej niż gra

Prawda że kumpli dadzą ci rękę na pomoc
Ale...

I see the spirit moving
In the very fabric of the universe
I tell you so
You see the power in your hand
To ease the suffering of a dying child
You tell me so
I reach for stars
But you are keeping
Both feet firmly planted
On the ground

In flames

The time has come
There s no other way now
This crime is done
It tore what remained of our reason
Right is gone
This Wrong is the shame
As it buries the soul for your treason

This night has come
It falls from the rain...