Тексты песни «Junk»

Motorcars, handlebars, bicycles for two Broken hearted jubilee Parachutes, army boots, sleeping bags for two Na na na na jamboree Buy buy... Motorcars, handlebars, bicycles for two Broken hearted jubilee...

He can't take the street no more Street too full, full of junk Thinks he'll hide in his room Room too full, full of junk He turns on his TV, TV full, full of junk Processed zombies pushing junk Junk food, junk...

Go! I bring the pain you feal inside The worthless one you've yearned for once denied I am the one that crushed your pride You can't control your need to feed form me Fuck You! You should never tried to fight me You...

Boo : Хэш, хэш, они курят хэш Я бы тоже покурил, но у меня нету кэш Ладно, по х*й, пойду отложу личинку И передёрну на какую-нибудь картинку В журнале издателя Larry Flint'a Я жую пластинку Wreagley Spearment'o Я...

He can't take the street no more Street too full full of junk Thinks he'll hide in his room Room too full full of junk He turns to his t.v. t.v. full full of junk Processed zombies pushing junk Junk food junk clothes...

Junk Motorcars, handlebars, bicycles for two Brokenhearted jubilee Parachutes, army boots, sleeping bags for two Sentimental jamboree Buy, Buy says the sign in the shop window Why, why says the junk in the yard Ya da...

Why can't you see That this is how our love was meant to be? I'll never understand why you are putting me down Ruining everything And when I'm looking into your eyes I see someone I've grown to despise There isn't any...

The need to realize Shot, shot, shot, blank Staring down the barrel of my arm Shot, shot, shot, dead It's over drawn black Shot, shot, shot, red No restrictions Sucking eyes inward, immobile Bionic continuity Till death...

~~~~~ He thought he was putting his things in the right place Everything had a name and everything had a place But now there's so much of this stuff around That when we look down on the ground There is nothing there to...

Motor cars, handle bars, Bicycles for two. Broken hearted jubilee. Parachutes, army boots, Sleeping bags for two. Sentimental jamboree. Buy! buy! Says the sign in the shop window. Why? why? Says the junk in the...

Motor cars, handle bars Bicycles for two Broken hearted jubilee Parachutes, army boots Sleeping bags for two Sentimental jamboree "Buy, buy", says the sign in the shop window "Why, why?", says the junk in the yard

Well I know that times are tough and it's hard to keep quitting, but you gotta get yourself together, it's true. You try to disguise it but we can all see it Although you might think that nobody knew. It's become...

I ain't blue, yet hell I ain't even sick But this big ol' bark sure sounds worse than its stink Thick like dipsticks and white as a sheet But for a pile of trash I sure smell sweet Can in a bag for just $2.35 Nobody...