I don't know where you lay your head Or where you call your home I don't know where you eat your meals Or where you talk on the phone I don't know if
One more mile 'til I lay rest I have put myself through this rigid test But the mile has never ended, no distance has been gained I do not see greatness
You can take God out of my school You can make me listen to you You can take God out of the pledge But you can't take God out of my head Listen to me
Jesus and the California Kid Oh what Jesus did for the California kid There's a school kid on the coastline Who's the textbook case of cool He's out
Let love, let love Love lets, love forgets We don't need a world of regrets So let's love Let's love one another Let's give love to the other Black
Counting the days to get away To pack your bags up on a plane But see Bob run, yeah, see Bob play Why not talk to Bob today? If you wanna save the lost
re a band Hey, please remove your hand from my mouth It's been long enough so please do it now Uuh uuh uuh uuh uuh uuh uuh You know you can't censor
There is a tremendous lover who would like to share His wondrous love story with all those who would care To listen to his still small voice, he doesn
Well, we walk hand in hand till life does us part Me and the world, my scum sweetheart We met a long ago with a flirt and a stare Together ever since
don't (don't) Don't censor me We scream we shout We just wanna let it out No fuss and no cuss You still try to censor us Only one word shakes the earth
I wanna see the world through Jesus eyes See through Jesus tears I wanna see the world through Jesus eyes My vision's not as clear I wanna feel the world
Yeah Now we're Anthrax and we take no shit And we don't care for writing hits The sound you hear is what we like And I'll steal your pop-tarts like I
off as arrogant; to assume you're all hung up on such triflin' melody. It's not you -- it's me with whom I'm concerned... What have I done? ...censored
When you expect the pain there's nothing more to ascertain There's so much to think of when a push comes to shove Because you've shown me how it's easier
Snoop Snoop When the pimp's in the crib ma Drop it like it's hot Drop it like it's hot Drop it like it's hot When the pigs try to get at ya Park it
science or any other learning Metaphor of colors Blood red black Altar of flesh Razor's cuts macabre breath of creation Remembering old deception Censored! Project! Censored
I told the truth today and they put me away. I forgot they censor everything we say. Say what I want (x3) Censorship is wrong. (chorus)I know what's going
quello che si deve e non si deve dire... Signor Censore - nessuno ormai ti fermera e tu cancelli in nome della liberta la tua crociata per il bene dell'umanita... Signor Censore
