I ain't got Nothing to be scared of No, I ain't got Nothing to be scared of No, I ain't got Anything to be scared of 'Cos I love you I was born out of
Brothers and sisters Rebuild your lives We're all drug takers Give us something tonight A cartoon in a ketamine Jelly mixed with margarine White doves
got to get it together You're shooting at me You're just a teenage industry Why are the C.I.A. having fun? They think you're clever 'Cos you've blown
Waiting, got no time to hide in The country got a hold of my soul TV's dead And there ain't no war in my head now And you seem very beautiful to me Sleeping
This is a ballad for the good times So put a battery in your leg Put a rock beat over anything Get it stuck there in your head You can be with me I got
The trees are spinning oxygen They're the rockets we should fear If we go and let 'em off then we will disappear Yeah, we will disappear, surely, we will
Jets are like comets at sunset Jets are like comets at sunset Jets are like comets at sunset Jets are like comets at sunset Jets are like comets at sunset
And on my way to the club I fell down a hole All the people there Said, "You come along" And I, I just wanna be Darlin', with you The music's made that
Where's the love song to set us free Too many people down Everything turning the wrong way round And I don't know what love will be But if we stop dreaming
What am I to do Someone here is really not happy Put myself on a line It seems I never got through to you So I wean myself off slowly I'm a darkened
We've got a file on you We've got a file on you We've got a file on you We've got a on you We've got a file on you We've got a file on you We've got
hate It's about disgust We're all disgusting And then you move move move move And you push push push push And you trip over yourself and you think
I got a brain in left hand drive I don't sleep other side I ride a bullet like I'm Steve McQueen Each town I intervene A gram of reef and the barn is
Caravan's lost in the sun and the dust No one loves you when you are lost Here I'm a clown pulling my world down I believed I was strong, you are the
: You gotta get it together You shooting at me You're just a teenage industry Bye, see ya, out having fun they keep you comatose, with blood up your
: Waiting, got no time to hide in the country got a hold of my soul TV?s dead And there aint no war in my head.. now And you seem very beautiful to me
: And on the way to the club I fell down a hole all the people there said you come along(?) and I, I just wanna be, Darling' with you the music's made
: Brothers and sisters Rebuild your lives We?re all drug takers Give us something tonight Cotton in academy Jelly, maize to Marjory White doves, from
