Vertaling: Frank Boeijen Groep. Die Dag Dat Die Oproer kraai.
(instrumental)
She's got tattoos and piercings She likes minor threat, she likes social distortion My girl's, a hot girl A hoodrat who needs an attitude adjustment
Only king of rock has gone, gone to heaven A star on the way to the stars Another king of rock is born, '77 Just born to be there when it's dark '94, '
The selfish, they're all standing in line... Faithing and hoping and to buy themselves time. Me, I figure as each breath goes by, I only own my mind.
Well I'm an axegrinder Piledriver Mother says that I never never mind her Got no brains I'm insane Teacher says that I'm one big pain I'm like a laser
We understand all of the officers In the Central Division have been ordered to wear Their helmets and basically to get into riot gear Ok, we have, uh,
You say that you love me, all of the time You say that you need me, and you'll always be mine I'm feelin'... glad all over (yes I'm) Glad all over
Get ready Hah! We got blind compassion Don't need discussion Think you know just what I mean Nowhere's a smokin' While the rules are broken Had to be
Turn it up until it bangs your head Tear it down, now mother don't play dead People stand the noise All the little toys Put some more coke on the fire
On July the second Nineteen and fifty-three I was serving time in Tahatchopee Four o'clock in the morning I was sleepin' in my cell I heard a whistle
[Tech N9ne] This song is dedicated to Brian B'zl Dennis and all of the 57th Street Rogue Dog Villians Real Riot Makers. This one right here's for the
As i viddi past my years When all the droogs we're go There was me your humble narrator The others decorate the show [Pre-chorus:] Now i'm haunted by
Webster's dictionary say a riot is like an unrestrained Uproar in a public place, turbulent right in your face With the facts we're gonna spread God's
Pirate stations in the harbor Sending a message to the wireless A warning to all tonight There'll be no remorse tonight The flag is burning as we speak
Well, all my friends are boppin' the blues It must be goin' 'round All my friends are boppin' the blues And it must be goin' 'round I love you, baby but
Flatfoot Sam bought an automobile No money down, it was a real good deal Didn't wanna work, just ride around town Finance company put his feets on the
[Incomprehensible] get rhythm when you get the blues Get rhythm, people, when you get the blues Get a rock n' roll, feel it in your bones Tap on your
