Тексты песен «M.O.D.»

You're accused of the following charges You're a woman trapped inside a man Your sexuality no one denies you But your preference we can't understand You are the lonliness of all people It's time for you to realize AIDS...

We're going out tonight, to watch some people die. We'll watch the parents cry at the accident scene. Cars will crash tonight. Bodies hurled in flight. We're laughing in delight at the accident scene. You know the end...

Sitting in my kitchen Stuffed from having ate What should I do now With what's left on my plate Maybe I should save it But naw I got the cash Think I'll take the easy way And throw it in the trash U.S.A. for Africa

You stare and hold your breath as the sleeping giant awakes Wondering what you got yourself into Gonna drown in our military wake Got a few tomahawk cruise missiles on the way Better kick your donkey into high gear...

Walk the streets called home. You're walkin' on thin ice. Try to keep the pace. The rat race ain't no life. Livin' in a concrete box. Another slave to the grind. Ain't gonna turn my back. And leave my life behind. We're...

It's the T to the rip Slick and finger licken good like chicken Possessed like Linda Blair, in exorcist Can't front on the dragon, that's ludicrous Your styles suckin', like a lollipop Knock, knock who's there Yo a buck...

Bubble Butt Bubble Butt Bubble Butt Bubble Butt Bubble Butt Bubble Butt She's so fat Bubble, bubble, bubble, bubble Bubble, bubble, bubble, bubble Bubble...

Is that your hair or a Tina Turner wig You should be ashamed of yourself Now you shaved your head, And that's a fashion too With your ears you look like an elf Bush-bush...

Soggies suck I was sitting up at night I was feeling so uptight I was just fucking around There was something dragging me down Thinking of a bite to eat Thought this would be really neat Cheerios are stale that's beat...

Come as you are. What's the point of blending in. Don't look at me, Mr. Wanna Be. You can't even fill your own shoes. Come as you are. You'll be the one to rise above. Being fake is being dead. Change your face, then...

You want it, you got it, you gonna crash n' burn. Should've listened when your momma said: "Son you're gonna crash n' burn." Runnin' hard, playin' hard, livin' by the rules of the road. Runnin' hard, playin' hard, gonna...

Get yourself a razor blade Get yourself a video Drown your thoughts with J.B. Masquerade your misery No need to hide your attitude No ones here to listen Scrambled thoughts, now scrambled eggs Your nostrils caked and...

Six years old watched your parents gunned down. Grows up to wage war with a homicidal clown. Takes a young orphan under his wing. The criminal Underworld will feel his sting. Master detective, in him a fire burns. After...

Neo-fascist fashion queens prepare for techno war Dance around in rubber pants, goose step on the dance floor DJs spin a lethal mix, hypnotizing neon lights Wearing proud the Iron Cross Dance around like Devo [repeat]...

You better hide, the beast of night seeks you out with rage and vengeance on his mind. The meek die, as genocide, empowers everyone, that sanity defies. "Greed, will, feed", devolution. "Greed, will, feed", devolution...

Enter, tanks, from blue skies above Raining down terror on all that you loved Majestic hills that roll, under tank treads Are painted with puddles from the recently dead Coalitions set up to reign New conditions, new...

You have to prove That you're not scared Enter the cage Take the dare Screaming death In the beast's lair You couldn't read the signs DON'T FEED THE BEARS Don't go in there You best beware Don't feed the...

You must be bulimic, you never get your fill. With their strength and perseverence they try to break your will. As cunning as a panther, the strength of Hercules. Like crusaders on their quest, the vanquished fall. You...

Turn the TV on, don't touch that dial Watch the video's, on the latest styles Smash or trash, just 95 cents a call Get your fix, fix your head, right said Fred Real worlds, comin' through just for you Top ten, comin'...

Standing on a corner Frozen to the bone You have to make a living But you'd rather be at home Your eyes start getting heavy Still you forge on Wake up and face the world AND GET A REAL JOB GET A REAL JOB You get...