Тексты песен «KMFDM»

NOW HERE YOU CREEPS PUNKS AND FREAKS I'M TALKIN' 'BOUT VIRUS FROM THE STREET SPREAD THAT VIRUS GO FOR HELL CHECK OUT THE RESISTANCE OF YOUR CELLS SMOKE SOME DOPE WASTE YOUR BRAIN KICK YOUR HEALTH OUTTA DA DRAIN...

Now here he creeps, punks and freaks I'm talking about virus from the streets Spread that virus, go for ??? Take down the resistance of yourself Smoke some dope, waste you brain Kick your health out the drain Fuel...

Now Here You Creeps Punks And Freaks I'm Talkin' 'bout Virus From The Street Spread That Virus Go For Hell Check Out The Resistance Of Your Cells Smoke Some Dope Waste Your Brain Kick Your Health Outta Da Drain...

Vogue I know how you mean, like all others do I will be here tonight, I'm on for you Be here to this end, all bodies so restrained We'll be walking and rolling, in a mob of saints Just one more night, give me...

WHAT I DON'T KNOW I DON'T LIKE WHAT I DON'T LIKE I DON'T WANT WHAT I DON'T WANT I WASTE I HYPNOTIZE WITH ALIBIS AND FINGERS MADE OF LEAD I SYMPATHIZE WITH FROZEN EYES TURNED INWARDS IN MY HEAD I REALIZE TO MY DEMISE...

Our children's minds are poisened with filth And our judges are afraid to cast that filth into the fires of rightousness Children of darkness Children of light Children of darkness Violent actions of the bad people...

Inter-planetary frequency Alteration of destiny Surrendering to my ultimate destiny The spaceship will come to take us away Out of the orbit and into the light We're going to be picked up and sent on a flight Get ready...

Who's the artsy anarchist Who's the magic masochist Who's the piggish postulator Who's the anal agitator Who's the heinous plagiarist Who's the sexy satanist Who's the manic masturbator Who's the cryptic constipator Who...

I declare war on the world War in outer space I declare war in a nutshell War all over the place I declare war on every government War against all odds I declare war on your inner sanctum On your bloodthirsty gods War...

Yohoho And a bottle of rum I'm in the gutter But i've got the gun 16 men on a dead man's chest A little lead for a little rest One's for shit One's for shame Now the hurt Fans the flame Yohoho Here's...

Deceitful unforgiving Whoever the hell you think I am Bring me to my knees Let me be myself again Forgive, forget Hold it against me in contempt Drowning me in tears Bitter salt that knows no fear I'm better off...

Don't get your Don't get your - Into the zip Don't get your - Into the zip Don't get your - Into the zip of your pants Don't get your - Into the zip of your pants Don't get your - Into the zip Don't zip your - Oh no...