Time after time...
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Time after time...
Too late...
My time has come...
Sent shivers down my spine...
Body's aching all the time....
Good bye everybody....
I've got to gooo....
Gotta leave you all behind and fade throuuuuuuuuughhhh.....
Easy cum.
Easy go.
Will you let me go?
doot doot doot
doo doo doo doot doo doo
Another one bites the dust.
Buddy you're a boy,
make a big noise.
Playing in the street,
gonna be a big man some day.
You got mud on your face.
You big disgrace.
Kickin' your can all over the place.
We will, we will, rock you.
We will, we will, rock you.
We don't need no education....
We don't need no thoughts control....
No dark sarcasm in the classroom....
Teacher leave them kids alone.
HEY TEACHER
LEAVE THEM KIDS ALONE
All in all, it's just another brick in .. the wall...
All in all, you're just ay-nother brick in .. the wall...
Did you see your friend crying from his eyes todayyy???
Did you see him run through the streets and far awayyy?
Aahhhh
Did you see him run? Did you see him fall?
Aahh-ahh
Aahh-ahh
Aaah-ahh
Did his life flash by the bedroom door?
Aahh-ahh
Aahh-ahh
You know you love me...
I know you care...
Just show whenever... and I'll be there.
You want my love, you want my heart.
And we will never ever ever be apart..
Are we an item?
Girl quit playing.
Were just friends, what are you saying?
Said there's another, looked right in my eyes.
My first love broke my heart for the first time and I was like
BABY BABY BABY BABY OOOOOOOOOOOH
LIKE
BABY BABY BABY BABY NOOOOOOOOOo
LIKE BABY BABY BABY BABY THOUGHT YOUD ALWAYS BE MINE MINE
Alright, let's go.
There's gonna be one less lonely girl (one less lonely girl).
One less lonely girl (one less lonely girl).
There's gonna be one less lonely girl (one less lonely girl).
One less lonely girl.
How many I told you’s and start overs and shoulders have you cried on before?
How many promises be honest girl, how many tears you let hit the floor?
How many bags you packed, just to take ‘em back tell me that.
How many either or's, but no more....
If you let me inside of your world, there'll be the one less lonely girl.
OH OHH OHHH
Saw so many pretty faces before I saw you (you)
Now all I see is you (I'm coming for you (I'm coming for you))
NOO NOOO
Don't need these other pretty faces like I need you...
And when you’re mine in the world, there's gonna be one less lonely girl...
How low can you go?
How low can you go?
How low can you go?
How low can you go?
How low can you go?
How low can you go?
How low can you go?
How low can you go?
Twisted motions and Jaded dreams guide the fool to his happiness or his doom.
Lackluster embrace of controlling nature.
Triumph lays in the path of time, chance and confrontation.
Domination defeated by ones Will, Damnation the weaken spirit.
The choice is yours.
All alone, or in two's,
The ones who really love you
Walk up and down outside the wall.
Some hand in hand
And some gathered together in bands.
The bleeding hearts and artists
Make their stand.
And when they've given you their all
Some stagger and fall, after all it's not easy
Banging your heart against some mad bugger's wall.
"Isn't this where...."
Breathe, breathe in the air.
Don't be afraid to care.
Leave but don't leave me.
Look around and choose your own ground.
Long you live and high you fly
And smiles you'll give and tears you'll cry
And all you touch and all you see
Is all your life will ever be.
Run, rabbit run.
Dig that hole, forget the sun,
And when at last the work is done
Don't sit down it's time to dig another one.
For long you live and high you fly
But only if you ride the tide
And balanced on the biggest wave
You race towards an early grave.
The lunatic is on the grass.
The lunatic is on the grass.
Remembering games and daisy chains and laughs.
Got to keep the loonies on the path.
The lunatic is in the hall.
The lunatics are in my hall.
The paper holds their folded faces to the floor
And every day the paper boy brings more.
And if the dam breaks open many years too soon
And if there is no room upon the hill
And if your head explodes with dark forebodings too
I'll see you on the dark side of the moon.
The lunatic is in my head.
The lunatic is in my head
You raise the blade, you make the change
You re-arrange me 'til I'm sane.
You lock the door
And throw away the key
There's someone in my head but it's not me.
And if the cloud bursts, thunder in your ear
You shout and no one seems to hear.
And if the band you're in starts playing different tunes
I'll see you on the dark side of the moon.
"I can't think of anything to say except...
I think it's marvelous! HaHaHa!"
And so round 2 of random lyrics from random music begins.
cry little sister. that is all. listened to it like 30 times today
Just a second; it's my favorite song they're gonna play and I cannot text you with a drink in my hand, eh?
I smoke two joints in the morning
I smoke two joints at night
I smoke two joint in the afternoon
It makes me feel all right
I smoke two joints in time of peace
And two in time of war
I smoke two joints before I smoke two joints
And then I smoke two more
Daddy he once told me
"Son, you be hard workin' man"
And momma she once told me
"Son, you do the best you can"
Then one day I meet a man
He came to me and said
"Hard work good and hard work fine
But first take care of head"
Whoa rock me to the night
Ja say
I don't practice Santeria
I ain't got no crystal ball
Well I had a million dollars but I, I'd spend it all
If I could find that heina and that sancho that she'd found
Well I'd pop a cap in sancho and I'd slap her down
What I really wanna know (my baby)
What I really wanna say, I can't define
Well it's love that I neeeeeed
My soul will have to wait till I get back
Find a heina of my own
Daddy's gonna love one and all
I feel the break, feel the break, feel the break
And I gotta live it out
Oh yeah un-huh
Well I swear that I, what I really wanna know (my baby)
What I really wanna say, I can't define
Got love! Make it go
My soul will have to...
What I really wanna say (my baby)
What I really wanna say, is I've got mine
And I'll make it
Yes, I'm going up
Tell sanchito that if he knows what is good for him
He best go run and hide
Daddy's got a new .45
And I won't think twice
To stick that barrel straight down sancho's throat
Believe me when I say that I got something for his punk-ass
What I really wanna know (my baby)
What I really wanna say, is there's just one way back
And I'll make it
My soul will have to wait
(I don't know if you can, but can you get an order for Ons, that's O-N-S,
Junior Market, the address is 1934 East Anaheim, all the windows are
busted out,... if he wants to)
April 26th, 1992
There was a riot on the streets
Tell me where were you?
You were sittin' home watchin' your TV
While I was participating in some anarchy
First spot we hit it was my liquor store
I finally got all that alcohol I can't afford
With red lights flashin', time to retire
And then we turned that liquor store into a structure fire
Next stop we hit, it was the music shop,
It only took one brick to make the window drop
Finally we got our own P.A.
Where do you think I got this guitar that you're hearing today?
(Call fire... respond mobil station. alamidos in anaheim, its uhh flaming up good...)
When we returned to the pad to unload everything
It dawned on me that I need new home furnishings
So once again we filled the van until it was full
Since that day my livin' room's been much more comfortable
Cause everybody in the hood has had it up to here
It's getting harder, and harder, and harder each and every year
Some kids went in a store with their mother
I saw her when she came out she was gettin' some Pampers
They said it was for the black man
They said it was for the mexican
But not for the white man
But if you look at the streets, it wasn't about Rodney King
It's this fucked-up situation and these fucked-up police
It's about comin' up and stayin' on top
And screamin' 1-8-7 on a mother fuckin' cop
It's ain't in the paper, it's on the wall
National guard
Smoke from all around
(Units be advised of an attempt 211 to arrest now at 938 Temple, 9-3-8
Temple, many subjects with bats trying to get inside the CB's
house...they're trying to kill him)
Cuz' as long as I'm alive, I'ma live illegal
Let it burn
Wanna let it burn, wanna let it burn
Wanna wanna let it burn
(I feel insane)
Riots on the streets of Miami
Whoa, riots on the streets of Chicago
On the streets of Long Beach
In San Francisco
Riots on the streets of Kansas City
Tuskaloosa, Alabama
Cleveland, Ohio
Fountain Valley, Paramount, Vista Buelle
Eugene, Oregon
Eureka, California
Hesperia
Santa Barbara
Winnemucca, Nevada
Phoenix, Arizona
San Diego
Lakeland, Florida
fuckin' 29 Palms
(Need a unit to... structure fire and numerous subjects looting)
(10-15 to get rid of this looter)
"..we came in?"Quote:
Originally Posted by Gabe