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we declare a state of emergency
to figure out what's possible tonight
we move fast and rock as we roll
get it on, the night's on our side
it's just another sunny afternoon
when i'm gonna get up and hit the streets
leather jackets and an untroubled soul
a bottle of jack - that's all we need
tonight - we're free of these chains
like a pool party in Graceland
or a jump over reo-grand
tonight - we're sinners and no saints
a headache and great memories
are everything remain in tonight
we declare a state of emergency
to figure out what's possible tonight
breaking bones the fellas on the run
straight to the top and beyond
it's just another sunny afternoon
when i'm gonna get up and hit the streets
leather jackets and an untroubled soul
a bottle of jack that's all we need
tonight - we're free of these chains
like a pool party in Graceland
or a jump over reo-grand
tonight - we're sinners and no saints
a headache and great memories
are everything remain in tonight
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Down, Down, Down
04:19
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one man down but the house is burning
take that society
stars and stripes going up in flames
by the heat burns inside of me
searchlight on the streets
searchlight on the streets
they hide, i seek
one man down on the boulevard
bleeding on the walk of fame
worlds caught in devils claws
war is desert today
searchlight on the streets (4x)
the one mans story
is the other mans shame
tommorow's glory
if today is pain
hear the shuffle of my dancing feet
hear the shuffle of my dancing feet
hear the shuffle of my dancing feet
and get me down, down, down, down, down
one man's captain on that ship
but it shivers all abroad
i wrap my hands around his crooked neck
and throw him over board
searchlight on the streets (4x)
the one mans story
is the other mans shame
tommorow's glory
if today is pain
hear the shuffle of my dancing feet
hear the shuffle of my dancing feet
hear the shuffle of my dancing feet
and get me down, down, down, down, down
searchlight on the streets (4x)
the one mans story
is the other mans shame
tommorow's glory
if today is pain
hear the shuffle of my dancing feet
hear the shuffle of my dancing feet
hear the shuffle of my dancing feet
and get me down, down, down, down, down
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Bumfights Are Lullabies
01:50
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bumfights are lullabies
i got souls for sale
tonight we're gonna die
and burn in hell
massdestruction (selfdestruction)
somebody’s gonna die
bumfights are lullabies
we’re running out of time
eightballs instead of eyes
hands up this battle starts this is a
massdestruction selfdestruction
somebody’s gonna die
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Black Sheep
03:36
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his lips turned cold
fuck he’s getting old
he always wondered if he’s born to fail
the bus is late
he is full of hate
his cigarre extinguished by the hard rain
he sat down in the last row
kids screaming with no flow
his nerves are weak he got dry lips
he didn’t get the job
at the candy shop
because he's fully tattoed with anchors and ships
how does it look on the inside
when you’re the black sheep my friend
how does it look on the inside
you’ve got to swallow it all again
he's used to bad luck
but his neighbours suck
the boys next door stole his replacement key
they call the 911
each time he hears a cash-song
while his chilling on the balcony
he lost all hope
a lotta lead in his dope
katy left him for a skaterboy
his only friends jim beam
no american dream
but a life that run out of joy
how does it look on the inside
when you’re the black sheep my friend
how does it look on the inside
you’ve got to swallow it all again
yeah it feels good on the inside
when you don’t have a doubt
pretty good on the inside
when you stand your ground
yeah it feels great on the inside
when you sing songs out loud
should feel great on the inside
at the moment you hear that sound
the truth is baby and now you know
we all were born to fail
so i toast on life which keeps dragging me down and say
it will be okay!
how does it look on the inside
when you’re the black sheep my friend
how does it look on the inside
you’ve got to swallow it all again
yeah it feels great on the inside while i swallow it all again
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she's been 16 when she left high school for
the dream she always had
a model, a popstar or just marry a rockstar
the tv shows all in her head
but hold on a sec
and bring 'em all back
to the point their minds got lost
walking imitations
so lost in entertainment
a whole generation loses touch
but i won't
vote or call
and i won't watch – so fuck you
they're advertising right on the tv
sing a song – no talent needed
a youth of asininity do prostitution live on air
the bomb in their heads has been seeded
but hold on a sec
and bring 'em all back
to the point their minds got lost
walking imitations
so lost in entertainment
a whole generation loose touch
and i won't
vote or call
and i won't watch – so fuck you
fuck you – fuck you
keep all your secrets
keep all your dead-end dreams
keep all your god damned lifes
fuck you – fuck you
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