Тексты песен «Dictators»

Speedball Everyday's the same Speedball Until I hit that vein Speedball Now I can't feel no pain Speedball My shirts are all bloodstained Speedball Nothing turns out right Speedball I fucked up all my life Speedball...

I shuffle down the street my eyes are on my feet I got no place to go I try to reason why but end up getting high I'm drinking more it shows I stare into the TV screen but every face reminds me of a girl I never used...

Who's that boy with the sandwich in his hand? You won't miss me, even though you can He could make a dead dog laugh And watch me kick my mother on her ass He's no boy and yet he ain't no man. He don't know what he's...

Songwriters: Shernoff, Andrew;Blast off from the duplex planet Blast off onto new horizons Farewell to the slacker culture Farewell to your bed of roses California's gonna crumble into the sea No more Beach Boys...

I used to shiver in the wings But then I was young I used to shiver in the wings Till I found my own tongue I sock 'em everywhere that I sing Cause you know baby I'm the Next Big Thing I knocked 'em dead in Dallas And...

Stop that whining Cause you had a bad day If you lost some weight You might get laid Can't take livin nine to five Can't find a reason to come alive C'mon baby let me show you how C'mon baby ... The Party Starts Now!...

Banging rocks together Howling at the moon Brontasaurus burgers/crank it to eleven on the barbecue/ and light the barbecue We're gonna go crazy (we're gonna go crazy) We're gonna go wild (we're gonna go....) Ahh ahhh...

Two Tub Man I am a pilgrim looking for danger I am an outlaw, I am a stranger I'm just a clown walking down the street I think Lou Reed is a creep I need a girl I need release I can go anywhere, people look and people...

Oh Weekend Benny took downs in class The principal found his stash His mother's gonna get his ass Oh Weekend In his room he'll stay Dreamin when he's king he'll say Everyday is Saturday Set me free I might know...

You stagger home at 3 AM Yeah, you said you're out drinkin' with the girls again What's up with that? Wooh What's up with that? What's up with that? Wooh What's up with that? You treat me like a worn out toy

I fall to my knees and look to the sky Who will save rock and roll? Murray The K is not here today so who will save rock and roll? Every protest singer every guitar slinger every punk rock sinner sells his soul...