have again. Somewhere on the other side of nowhere That's where were going and you'll know when we get there Somewhere on the other side of nowhere
Vertaling: Soundtracks (ander voorbeeld) klankbaan. Klim op, Get Off [Powerman 5000].
(originally from Radiohead) Whatever makes you happy Whatever you want You're so fucking special I wish I was special But I'm a creep I'm a weirdo
[Right!] Get on, get off Get on Get on, get off Get on, get off Get on Get on, get off Get on Yeah! You're gonna do what you're gonna get Yeah
Chip off the block Seems that I'm not As good as I thought Or as bad as you want The line has been drawn What side are you on? Try to do it right
Let's get it on From city to city The future looks bright But it ain't looking pretty C'mon! (C'mon) C'mon! (C'mon) Now here comes the problem Here
Desperate and empty and full of the low High on the meaning of what Style and song is killing for life And nothing at all you can cut A man made machine
Ah hey! You're dressin all in black From your front to your back And all your evil ways They seem to go on for days And as a matter of fact You got
(featuring Danny Boy from House Of Pain) [Yeah, yeah] Relax don't do it When you want to go to it Relax don't do it When you wanna Relax don't do it
Slip back, slip back in time Before everything was gone Can you converse with the universe And let them know that they were wrong (wrong) It's all over
[Alright] Well here they come and there you go The more that you're thinking, the less that you know Well one thing is true and one thing's a fact Once
Don't be afraid of the future It's the only way out of the past Out of the now, out of the anything And there's nothing left but anything And don't
Well dont blame be Cause it's not my world I didn't make the mess you got You get what ya give You give what ya get And sometimes it's not a lot From
[Yeah, yeah, yeah] Ultra mega super sonic Ultra mega for your head Ultra mega catatonic Ultra mega until your dead You want to get in my world, my
Throw your hands in the air, hey, this is a robbery And release the bats, in fact I think they onto me Your pretty face is going to hell That's what Iggy
You're like a satellite Spinning down from the sky tonight You're blazing a trail with your horns and your tail Like a god damn parasite So make us insane
Rise up on the floor Check your guns at the door You won't need them anyway Gasoline burns as all the heads turn To see what you've got to say So put
I'll tell you this If there are any intelligent creatures on this planet They're our enemies
