Terrorist gang blowing up the countryside Terrorist gang not caring how many die Terrorist gang killing without thought Terrorist gang always running
The ultimate ride, the ultimate high. I wanna reach up, and touch the sky. Your mind's a mist, can't take the pace, Your brain's behind in second place
I live here with my mummy She doesn't move no more I think she must be sleeping I left her on the floor She slept there for a long time, She's getting
You didn't want me anymore, Didn't need my anymore You just didn't give a damn Where were you when I needed you When I was nearly through You just stood
In the cobblers gleaming new Made to measure just for you Takes you weeks to save the pile But in the end it's all worth while Warboots warboots crush
You come to me, in my cell alone. Try something new, then you can go home. Just come with me, come now little boy. We'll wind you up, a little clockwork
I ran away, I ran away Because of you, now look at you You let me down, you let me down You played around, all over town You put him down, you put
Protest and survive, cos I wanna live. I don't wanna die, I'll kick until it gives. Smash the rich ideals, of the Tory scum, Come the revolution, we
If I stay here with you I'll end up crazy, Nothing ever happens all the time, I want to be Todd Sloane go away leave me alone, Before I waken up and
You can't hide, swallow pride, You can't run, kill for fun, Solution clear, death is near, Laugh inside, pains your bride. [Chorus] Tie with rope,
Dayo
Runs his one man army to fight authority They're just laughing at him, he's too blind to see Thinks he's got one over on the authorities He can fight
I made my reservation, I'm leaving town tomorrow I'll find somebody new where there will be no more sorrow but that's why i do each time and I can't
was a nerdy little dude, but) Back in the day when I was a teenager I wanted lines in my eyebrows so I took a razor But I messed up and accidently I
play the roof, ready to snipe, stay bulletproof Ease up on the over proof, level head the liable And leave ya for dead, fill fulla lead, incidents, classified accidents
have seen a miracle or two And they're nothing like you You've been waiting for awhile I can tell Off my head and on the fence Maybe there's no accidents
I was scratchin' And bitin' a bunch of them started mobbing me threw me on the floor And started robbing me the things that they took from me Wasn't nothing major