Тексты песни «Classified»

[Verse 1] When I met you baby, you was for sale I just stepped out of the county jail For a punk ass misdemeanor My P.O. dont like Nickatina And an old man was lettin' ya go And I could see I was what you was...

"Classified" I know (oh,oh) , and it's classified Love making on the bedroom floor I, told you that I wanted nothing more From such a simple day And all these simple games, (that I play) And the songs I write...

(Bill Fries, Chip Davis) I's thumbin' through the want ads in the Shelby County Tribune when this classified advertisement caught my eye. It said, "Take imme-di-ate delivery on this '57 Chevrolet half-ton pickup truck...

classified to defend the security of a deviant country unproving answers to withhold and mislead us from the truth never to be acknowledge the existence of an alien species the knowledge that we seek has been repressed...

Welcome to the planet Earth. Welcome to the USA. Time to get in line so we can CLASSIFY you Want to be a human, but we can't seem to think that way. So instead we'll cut you up and try to divide you with... LABELS!...

When I have nothing else to do I find me a paper I take it on up to my room You'll find me there later Reading the classified Looking Reading the classified Looking When I have nothing else to do I find me a paper...