There are thousands dance to the atrocity of the wartime blues. He thinks it's a shit dance but he likes the war and romance. Animal day, send me to
Dirty man, dead disease, have a real cool time Lilly livered son of a ritual gun, cattle for slaughter Low life hell, it's all in vein and all's not
We adhere to Alright Jack To the rich and the thin and the meaningless ideas And there on your back is Alright Jack He doesn't care about warfare,
His name is Mexico Dave, he can steal and he can slave In his third world debt that's as much as he can get. USA Ray has a war on reds In his sick
[Originally by Elvis Presley] As the snow flies on a cold and gray Chicago morning Poor little baby child is born in the ghetto His mama cries for if
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[Originally by Bob Dylan] Mama take that old badge off of me I can't use it any more It's getting dark too dark to see feel I'm knocking on heaven's
A post war product of a fat man's wallet You would like to invite her but she never goes. She painted pictures on her walls, had friends to tea. She
Here comes the right Reverend Jack His fetish is deathly white and pure, like some official English rose God be by your side, God be in your life
We were born to this century, to a world we've never seen Our clothes are stained with misery, has every dog had it's say? I've got to smile, I'm in
He likes to walk on water and walk on pastures green Breathe life into your dying daughter, give sight to those who've never seen Do you believe in
Your swastika's and shiny boots are the tools that you use. How much more stupid can you be, waving your flags in front of me? We are this land, this
I've seen people turn to God, their discipline is praising the Lord I've seen people go off to war, getting discipline and needing more I've seen people
