New Order Lyrics
New Order Lyrics
"Regret Lyrics"
Hurry Down Doomsday Lyrics
The man in the corner of this picture has a sinister purpose In the teeming Temple of the Railroad Kings He's planting a trashy paperback book for accide
The man in the corner of this picture has a sinister purpose In the teeming Temple of the Railroad Kings He's planting a trashy paperback book for accide
Maybe I've forgotten the name and the address
Of everyone I've ever known
It's nothing I regret
Save it for another day
It's the school exam and the kids have run away
I would like a place I could call my own
Have a conversation on the telephone
Wake up every day that would be a start
I wo
Come On Lyrics
[Notorious B.I.G.] Nigga was motherfuckin HYPED UP Nigga just grabbed the nigga, snuffed the nigga and it was on from there The motherfucker
uld not complain of my wounded heart[Notorious B.I.G.] Nigga was motherfuckin HYPED UP Nigga just grabbed the nigga, snuffed the nigga and it was on from there The motherfucker
I was upset you see
Almost all the time
You used to be a stranger
Now you are mine
I wouldn't even trust you
I've not got much to give
We're dealing in the limits
And we don't know who with
You may think that I'm out of hand
That I'm naive, I'l
Soylent Green (Extended Version) Lyrics
Welcome to the worlds of dreams Where people have to satisfy the need to sell their means don’t look back in anger you’re not the only one
understandWelcome to the worlds of dreams Where people have to satisfy the need to sell their means don’t look back in anger you’re not the only one
On this occasion, it's not true
Look at me, I'm not you
I would like a place I could call my own
Have a conversation on the telephone
Wake up every day that would be a start
I would not complain of my wounded heart
I was a short fuse
Burning all the time
You were a comple
House of Exile Lyrics
Freedom fighter standing on a mountain In a foreign country Trying to send a message To his people, back in the ghetto He had a home one time
te strangerFreedom fighter standing on a mountain In a foreign country Trying to send a message To his people, back in the ghetto He had a home one time
Now you are mine
I would like a place I could call my own
Have a conversation on the telephone
Wake up every day that would be a start
I would not complain about my wounded heart
Just wait till tomorrow
I guess that's what they all say
Just before they fall apart