Besedila: Catch 22. Blood On The Bricks.

What a sick twisted world we are livin' in
Kill / marry / fuck where do I begin
I gotta hear the sounds and I gotta hear it loud
To drown out the world that tries to keep me down
I'm gettin' higher
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Power in the streets
Power in every eye they meet
Nothing but hypocrites
Before they take my music away
Blood on the
Blood on the bricks
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Preacher dont like what I say
I told you once there's hell to pay

Let me hear heaven and nature sing
So far I dont hear anything
But I feel the fire
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