Tekst :
Yeah, we bring out the guns tonight
Rednecks of the dawn of sixteen, sleepy hollow
Now loneliness sleeps in his neck skin like a snake bite
A death rattle sings his swan song serenade
Whatever the fuck you wanna call it
This is a showdown
When we burn
In recovery
Your infinity doesn t mean a thing to me
When we burn we burn to be free
Now loneliness sound the surrender for you and me
A lone tower bell rings out the swan song serenade
Whatever the fuck you wanna call it, dirty boy
This is a showdown
When we burn
In recovery
Your infinity doesn t mean a thing to me
When we burn we burn to be free
Hell yeah
A lone tower bell rings out the swan song serenade
Within a glimpse his destiny was made
Under the trees of timeless fables
The wolves they gathered and took that red hat away
When we burn
Take me when you break me and throw me away
Your infinity doesn t mean a thing to me
When we burn we burn to be freeTekst :
Here I am, hardly breathing in at all
I cough when I can and that s about all
I am this man and though I turn the tape
To a happier song, my face can t find a smile
because it s been looking too long
You arrive like a locust swarm
You devastated me and now when you leave the room
My heart, head, hands and all forms
go from red hot blood to bone dry and lukewarm
You re the sticks and stones, girl
You re the fire and flames
I might be half-dead and half-born girl
but whales start singing when I hear your name.
I m heaped with hate like acid rain, nothing can
restrain the loathing and disgust I have and
there is no one I distrust more than the happy
whores who buy and trade, crawling on all fours
backwards into holes and fires that wealth and
self-congratulations made
You re the sticks and stones, girl
You re the fire and flames
you re the punishment, the pleasure
the employment and the leisure
You re the sweet conversation and the cutting names
Heart, head, hands and all forms
went from red hot blood to bone dry and lukewarn
Whales stopped singing and the ships were bringing in
Toadstools and moss instead of sugarbeet and corn
And all the girls in the world were distorted and deformed
when the first leech was let loose
and my jealousy was born.
You re the sticks and stones girl
You re the fire and flames
Tekst :
I m living in the USA and I don t care
For the buy it, package it, sell it
Make it shine make it shine
You ll get a bigger piece of the market share
If you wave the American flag
It s the spirit of the dollar not the USA
It s a sign of the times
Don t you get me wrong, its a
Wonderful place to live
We got freedom we got rights
Friday night fights
I m living in the USA and I won t swear
On that bible pushing selling
Good old boy good old boy
Try to tell us all
What s good for our children
Put prayer back in the school
Make it right make it right
He can take the food
Right out of your mouth
Its OK your buying salvation
Fly that lear jet across the nation
I m living in the USA and I don t care
Buy it, sell it, commercialize it
On my prime time
Celebrate the reconstruction
Of the statue of liberty
Sell your beer, soft drinks and cars
That s the American way
They can justify anything they do
It s alright, as long as thier waving
The red white and blue