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A Fényre esküszöm Hogy nincsen több öröm Annál amit tõled kapok Oltáradon elhamvadok Bõr-bársony, bársony bõr Szavaid ellazuló ÃÂze Becsukott szemeken át szikrázó Valódi vágyakozás A beavatásra készen áll Két élet és két halál Boldog vagyok, tiszta a vérem Pedig most is repülök éppen Szent zene ÃÂgérete Jár |
(H. Smith/W. Carter) Dooley Jones was doomed since the day that he was born All because his mama was Sadie Jones Cruel words upon him ever since he was young You ain't got no daddy boy you ain't no man's son Children heard the facts at home Talked them up in school Teased him 'til his mind was bent and bruised (you ain't got no daddy Dooley Jones) Weight upon his shoulder A thorn stuck in his soul His body walks and talks But his mind has no control Dooley Jones, Dooley Jones You're no man's son, you're no mans child Spring time sati |
Have you been to the desert? Have you walked with the dead? There's a hundred thousand children being killed for their bread And the figures don't lie, they speak of human disease But we do what we want and we think what we please Have you lived the experience? Have you witnessed the plague? People making babies sometimes just to escape In this land of competition the compassion is gone Yet we ignore the needy and we keep pushing on We keep pushing on This is just a punk rock song Written for the people who can see something's wrong L |
1000 times blind, see me fallin' see me hit the floor 1000 times blind, see me fallin' see me lose my mind Don't touch me you'll touch yourself Don't find me you'll lose yourself Don't love me you'll hate yourself Don't hold me you'll drop yourself Yeah! 1000 times blind, see me throw myself to the floor 1000 faces lookin' back at you 1000 times blind I reach inside I can't feel myself I open my eyes I can't see myself I scream out loud I can't hear myself I try to recognize I don't know myself Yeah! 1000 times blind, I get cutoff from myse |