Red is for StopRed STOP Green GO Just go for the green Get that dough That’s what we are taught in school As the number one rule For success in life And everywhere we go We’re just sucked into the flow Of stopping and going Going and stopping Going and stopping GOING AND STOPPING You can try to break the cycle But the police are watching The Police are watching I said the police are watching! Keeping their eyes on you and I Everything they can to control our lives Everything they can to keep us knowing nothing But I know somethinRed is for Stop
TonguesThe time is now, For closed lips of soft tongues To disperse through this nation of callousness, Of irrational, forced, irreconcilable, Of heartless, crude, despotic, petulance. You and I, Have both lived there, dwelled there, Eaten the same rationings, shared the same bed And overstayed our welcome, beyond the age of the Universe. So rise up! My brothers and sisters, To gather together in the building of this gold statue of hypocrisy. With blood-thirsty eyes preying on the Stone tongues of Gargoyles. With no doubt that today will be our finest hour! &nbsTongues
Jim's StoryThere’s a homicide, sent over the airwaves. Her naked, bare legs, sprawled across the staircase. A grave glare on an empty slave chair In a basement surrounded by cold pavement. The police sires all surround me, Profoundly, I think back on what I just did: Murder, a natural occurrence to worship And praise, to bring to Glory. That is why my name is Jim and this is my story.Jim's Story
I’ll take you back to the cold, dark night. I knew the time was right to take The life of my dear ex-wife. It was simple, not suspenseful: A stab to the temples with number two p
What Life is LikeYou don’t know what life is like, Until you’re worried about your best friend, Sitting at home all day With a bottle full of pills and a knife.What Life is Like
You don’t know what life is like, Until you bury your eyes in a pillow And wake up in a sweat, From the sound of a phone call you never wanted to receive.
You don’t know what life is like, Until you’re hated by the person and not the disease. But somehow you still feel the need, To get them help.
You don’t know what life is like, Until you see a life being thrown away,
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You come, you stay, you eat, you watch, you talk, you vote, you leave. --underground film organization.
george strait... not toby keith
but now its garth brooks...but ima bout to change it cuz i dont like him all that much
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brainless to assume that making changes to your window's view will give a new perspective
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brainless to assume that making changes to your window's view will give a new perspective
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