Тексты песен «Avengers»

It's the Amerikan in me that makes me watch the blood Flowin out of the bullet hole in his head It's the Amerikan in me that makes me watch TV See on the news, listen to what the man said. He said: ask not what you can...

Sitting at home all alone I hear a voice on the telephone Telling me that you're dead You wrecked your car, you lost your head Dreamt you had a car crash, now you're Dead on the road with your head smashed Well,...

Gotta get out of here Nothing for me here Nothing to do, nowhere to go No words to say, no thoughts to think Oooooo I'm leaving. The pressure building up on me, the air is really thick. Can't breathe. I'm leaving. I'm...

Maybe the world's a mess I like your dress Been seeing you around You're the best in town fuck you, fuck you fuck you hey fuck you. Out on the streets all alone Looking for someone to bring home See you all alone Gonna...

I am not the lamb, I am not Jesus I am not ready to sacrifice my innocence I am not ready to talk to you about politics I am not ready to taste your corruption I don't want your money Or your fame and fortune No,...

At first I thought you were dead But now I see you're on of the rest They drugged you with muzak and TV sedation You're one of the blank generation Open your eyes, open your eyes You don't see what's going on...

Getting dirty on my hands and knees I live like an animal and now I got fleas When I do what I do it's a sin But I like my parties soaked in gin What's the use of saying what you mean? Just watch yourself and keep...

I'm riding on a thin white line Stand in the doorway of cloud nine And you'll see me in the window Of a chaufered limousine. You'll see on the TV, radio & magazine Don't ask where I go or if I'm coming home. You say...

I'm riding on a thin white line Standing in the doorway of cloud nine And you see me in the window Of a chauffeured limousine You see me on the TV Radio and the magazine Don't ask me how I feel Or if I'm coming...

Who is that girl you see running down the alley? She's all dressed in white, must be an escapee Ooh, but she's beautiful just like a dream And you're so hungry for some honey and cream, yeah Oh, she's a mystery...

We are the leaders of tomorrow We are the ones to have the fun We want control, we want the power Not gonna stop until it comes We are not Jesus Christ We are not fascist pigs We are not capitalist industrialists...

Well, you don't know what you want Working everyday in your restaurant Your life is slipping out of control Lose your job, gonna lose your soul Now boy, young and white So you wanna make it bigger Boy, you better...