Donc?? wanna hear it Donc?? wanna hear it Donc?? wanna hear it No no no no! We had enough We can see If you had listened You might have had one
That's right, I'm talkin' to you C'mon feel the juice Weakening your knees Help us spread our disease Don't you know that you can't stop rock 'n' roll
On Saturday, I'm going to another wedding. The third time this year I said goodbye to another friend. It's such an awful shame, another empty seat at
Safety pinned patches of anarchy, tattoos of unity can you see the irony of it all? Hey there Mr. President even though I'm not your biggest fan, this
Opportunity, I think I felt it swim by me in the sea of mediocrity. Will I be satisfied or regret the things I never tried? Captured by conformity, settle
Johnny worked two jobs He never missed a day His family never saw him They tried to come home on his break Too much weight strapped to his back He had
a speed boat with Pamela on her knees. Fast forward, rewind, between the two scenes. Now I'm getting road head from the queen. Can the Sandwich do for
This one goes out to our hometown and to all the knuckleheads who help us out. To those who spread the word and helped build our scene, and those who
You were young and I was older, how it hurt to break our ties. I remember our last night and the tears in your eyes. You were my everything but it just
Selling your dignity for a song, you're emotional velcro that keeps clinging on. I can't supress this voice inside of me. Don't expect a piggy back ride
Here lies another victim raised by a religious family. His parents family values were no match for Ozzy. Not responsible for what becomes reality. Hide
They need more green to fill in the holes of democracy. I need relief, they blame it all on the economy. Our country was cruising, we were doing great
A dog and pony show. The man of the hour sits and lies poker faced on my TV screen. I guess it don't mean a thing to lie under oath, then abuse the power
I know I said I'd call you up tomorrow. That didn't mean to sit home by the phone. You gotta give the girl credit she's fucking hardcore, she's banging
piston unhappy pistoning you just lost me everything easy on easy money i just need everything mood swings personality has always been everything
me up (C'mon) Nancy bring me round (C'mon) A knuckle sandwich knocked me down, down, down (C'mon) Nancy picked me up (C'mon) From a left to right (C'mon) A knuckle sandwich
Prevod: Lunachicks. Knuckle Sandwich.
Prevod: Slade. Knuckle Sandwich Nancy.
