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from Strange Days (스트레인지 데이즈) by Graeme Revell [best, ost] (1995)
You kill me with your smelly fingers
Your smelly fingers from the sex you had on Christmas Day And now you say you're feeling guilty You're feeling guilty 'cos your god was shining on your face You go to church and light a candle And then you're blinded by the light from the golden pews The devil's snapping at your toes now Because the angels can't be bothered to live to you They're selling jesus again They're selling jesus again They want your soul and your money your blood and your votes They're selling jesus again Selling love to you - selling love You're buying this you're buying that now You're wishing all the money in the world belonged to you You're crucified upon you're own cross now You're givin' money to the white men in the white limo That kind of god is always man-made They made him up then wrote a book to keep you on your kness They get their theories from the same place Then build a church if there's some money left From lying on the beach They're selling jesus again They're selling jesus again They want your soul and your money your blood and your votes They're selling jesus again Selling love to you - selling love They're selling jesus again They're selling jesus again They want your soul and your money your blood and your votes They're selling jesus again Selling love to you - selling love |
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from Strange Days (스트레인지 데이즈) by Graeme Revell [best, ost] (1995)
You see these eyes, they're darn to hurt
I want to crush you, want you get burned I want the power without the grace I want to have you for your sweet taste I'm big brother, I'm watching you I'm big brother, I'm watching you I have your face inside my eyes I'm big brother, I'm watching you I can't resist to fuck you up You're named and numbered, I've got that lot You're on your face, you're in that dirt I'm burning through what you convert I'm big brother, I'm watching you I'm big brother, I'm watching you I have your face inside my eyes I'm big brother, I'm watching you Feed on the world I want the power, I want control I want your life, want you to know There's nothing you can think to do 'Cause I'm big brother and I'm watching you I'm big brother, I'm watching you I'm big brother, I'm watching you I have your face inside my eyes I'm big brother, I'm watching you |
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from Cruel Intentions (사랑보다 아름다운 유혹) [best, ost] (1999)
I've been biding my time
Been so subtly kind I've got to think so selfishly 'Cos you're the face inside of me I've been biding my days You see Evidently it pays I've been a friend with unbiased views Then secretly lust after you So now you feel rusty you're bored and bemused You wanna do someone else So you should be by yourself Instead of here with me Secretly Trying hard to think pure Bloody hard when i'm raw You're talking out so sexually About boys and girls And your friggin' dreams So now you feel lusty you're hot and confused You wanna do someone else So you should be by yourself Instead of here with me Secretly So now you've been busted You're caught feeling used You had to do, someone else You should have been by yourself You had to do, someone else You should have been by yourself Instead of here with me Secretly, secretly. |
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from Skunk Anansie - Paranoid & Sunburnt/Stoosh (1997)
You kill me with your smelly fingers
Your smelly fingers from the sex you had on Christmas Day And now you say you're feeling guilty You're feeling guilty 'cos your god was shining on your face You go to church and light a candle And then you're blinded by the light from the golden pews The devil's snapping at your toes now Because the angels can't be bothered to give to you They're selling jesus again They're selling jesus again They want your soul and your money your blood and your votes They're selling jesus again Selling love to you - selling love You're buying this you're buying that now You're wishing all the money in the world belonged to you You're crucified upon you're own cross now You're givin' money to the white men in the white limo That kind of god is always man-made They made him up then wrote a book to keep you on your knees They get their theories from the same place Then build a church if there's some money left From lying on the beach They're selling jesus again They're selling jesus again They want your soul and your money your blood and your votes They're selling jesus again Selling love to you - selling love They're selling jesus again They're selling jesus again They want your soul and your money your blood and your votes They're selling jesus again Selling love to you - selling love |
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from Skunk Anansie - Paranoid & Sunburnt/Stoosh (1997)
I HIT HIM WITH A PIECE OF HIS PHILOSOPHY
ANGLO-SAXON MUCK IN HIS TYPE OF GREED WHAT DID HE DO TO DESERVE SUCH HATE HE TRIED TO INTELLECTUALISE MY BLACKNESS HE PUT ON HIS LEATHERS AND HIS REGGAE TRAINERS THREW AWAY BOB MARLEY PUT ON MAXI PRIEST I TOLD HIM `BOUT THE PROBLEMS OF HIS CONSCIOUS DEEDS WHEN HE TRIED TO INTELLECTUALISE MY BLACKNESS HE TRIED TO SUMMERIZE, TO INSTITUTALISE STILL HE COULD RECOGNIZE, HE WAS MATERIALIZED HE TRIED TO INTELLECTUALISE MY BLACKNESS TO MAKE IT EASIER FOR HIS WHITENESS HE TRIED TO INTELLECTUALISE MY BLACKNESS, SAVE ME HE`S ALWAYS TRYIN` TO MAKE UP FOR HIS LITTLE SLIPS THE JOKE ABOUT THE NIGGA AND THE YELLOW NIP THEN HE TELLS ME I`M SO DIFFERENT FROM THOSE OTHER SHITS WHEN HE TRIES TO INTELLECTUALISE MY BLACKNESS MOTHERFUCKER DON`T YOU LECTURE - RISE ME DON`T YOU EVER TRY TO LECTURIZE ME |
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from Skunk Anansie - Paranoid & Sunburnt/Stoosh (1997)
I'll be your sailor girl
I'll tip my cap to your parade Life won't be dreary no I'll be the waves inside your bed Pain is your beauty It hurts the vision in our eyes Your eyes are smiling now They watch me cry, they watch me die, watch me die I can dream, I can dream I can dream that I'm someone else I can love, I can love I can love - whoa - love someone else My saviour, my darling Your eyes seep through me You think you hate the way I mince I'm screwing yours dreams now So cynical at your expense Oh what a sacrifice All of my dreams will melt away So who's so special now No one's more special, more than me, more than me I can dream, I can dream I can dream that I'm someone else I can love, I can love I can love - whoa - love someone else I can dream, I can dream I can dream that I'm someone else I can love, I can love I can love - whoa - love someone else My saviour, my saviour, my darling, my darling My saviour, my saviour, my darling, my darling I can dream, I can dream I can love, I can love I can dream, I can dream I can dream that I'm someone else I can love, I can love I can love - whoa - love someone else I can dream, I can dream I can dream that I'm someone else I can love, I can love I can love - whoa - love someone else I can dream, I can dream I can dream that I'm someone else I can love, I can love I can love - whoa - love someone else My darling, my saviour My darling, my saviour I'll tip my cap to your parade Life won't be dreary no I'll be the waves inside your bed Pain is your beauty It hurts the vision in your eyes Your eyes are smiling now They watch me cry, they watch me die, watch me die I can dream, I can dream I can dream that I'm someone else I can love, I can love I can love - whoa - love someone else My saviour, my darling Your eyes seep through me You think you hate the way I mince I'm screwing yours dreams now So cynical at your expense Oh what a sacrifice All of my dreams will melt away So who's so special now No one's more special, more than me, more than me I can dream, I can dream I can dream that I'm someone else I can love, I can love I can love - whoa - love someone else I can dream, I can dream I can dream that I'm someone else I can love, I can love I can love - whoa - love someone else My saviour, my saviour, my darling, my darling My saviour, my saviour, my darling, my darling I can dream, I can dream I can love, I can love I can dream, I can dream I can dream that I'm someone else I can love, I can love I can love - whoa - love someone else I can dream, I can dream I can dream that I'm someone else I can love, I can love I can love - whoa - love someone else I can dream, I can dream I can dream that I'm someone else I can love, I can love I can love - whoa - love someone else My darling, my saviour My darling, my saviour |
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from Skunk Anansie - Paranoid & Sunburnt/Stoosh (1997)
Who put the little baby swastikkka on the wall
Who put the little baby swastikkka on the wall It wasn't very high couldna been more than four years old That's who put the little baby swastikkka on the wall Who put the little baby swastikkka on the wall Who put the little baby swastikkka on the wall It wasn't very high couldna been more than four years old That's who put the little baby swastikkka on the wall Who put the little baby nigga-head on the wall Who put the little baby nigga-head on the wall The eyes were so big couldna been more than baby scrawls That's who put the little baby nigga-head on the wall You rope them in young You rope them in young So small, so innocent, so young So delicately done, grown up in your poison Who put the little baby swastikkka on the wall Who put the little baby swastikkka on the wall It wasn't very high couldna been more than four years old That's who put the little baby swastikkka on the wall Who put the little baby K's up on the wall Who put the little baby K's up on the wall They got em in a line I bet they wished they coulda sprayed up more That's who put der litlle baby K's on the wall You rope them in young You rope them in young So small, so innocent, so young So delicately done, grown up in your poison Who put the little baby swastikkka on the wall Who put the little baby swastikkka on the wall It wasn't very high couldna been more than four years old That's who put the little baby swastikkka on the wall You rope them in young You rope them in young Who kicked the little baby's head against the wall Who ki |
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from Skunk Anansie - Paranoid & Sunburnt/Stoosh (1997)
I SMOKED THE SHIT THAT MADE YOU LOVE
DROWNED ALL YOUR PROBLEMS LIKE A WIFE BLANKED OUT YOUR ANGER WITH MY FACE WASTED MY DAYS TO HIDE DISGRACE I DID IT ALL, DID IT ALL ALL IN THE NAME OF PITY YOU LOVED TO TAUNT ME WITH YOUR SEX KICKED UP THE MEMORY IN MY HEAD WATCH MY NEUROSIS BUILDING UP SWALLOWED THE TRUTH YOUR MIND FORGOT YOU DID IT ALL, DID IT ALL ALL IN THE NAME OF PITY YOU TRIED TO DRAG ME IN AGAIN SPINNING YOUR LIES AND YOUR SUFFERING TOOK ALL YOUR THOUGHTS AND TURNED THEM SANE (SO) YOU COULD BELIEVE YOU`RE NOT TO BLAME YOU DID IT ALL, DID IT ALL ALL IN THE NAME OF PITY WHY [X8] YOU TRIED AND TRIED TO USE MY LIFE TO KEEP YOUR AGGRESION TRIVALIZED NEVER AN EGO IN CONTROL (BUT) NOW WHO`S THE SHIT THAT SOLD HIS SOUL |
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from Skunk Anansie - Paranoid & Sunburnt/Stoosh (1997)
WHY DO I SENSE, BENEVOLENCE
YOU STAND TALL AT MY GREAT EXPENSE THICK WORDS OF GRATITUDE, WHAT A PRICE TO PAY STUCK IN MY THROAT, I SELL EVERY WORD I SAY BUT I DON`T WANT YOUR CHARITY TWISTING ME ROUND I DON`T WANT YOUR CHARITY KEEPING ME DOWN..... YOU PITY ME WITH YOUR TASTELESS GESTURES GRATITUDE FOR KIND BUT YOUR BLUDGEONED, INTENTIONED OBJECTIVES ARE SCREWING WITH MY MIND BUT I DON`T WANT YOUR CHARITY TWISTING ME ROUND I DON`T WANT YOUR CHARITY KEEPING ME DOWN..... BUT I DON`T WANT YOUR CHARITY TWISTING ME ROUND I DON`T WANT YOUR CHARITY KEEPING ME DOWN..... |
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from Skunk Anansie - Paranoid & Sunburnt/Stoosh (1997)
LOST IN TIME I CAN`T COUNT THE WORDS
(I) SAID WHEN I THOUGHT THEY WENT UNHEARD ALL OF THOSE HARSH THOUGHTS SO UNKIND `COS I WANTED YOU (AND) NOW I SIT HERE I`M ALL ALONE SO HERE SITS A FUCKING MESS, TEARS FLY HOME A CIRCLE OF ANGELS, DEEP IN WAR `COS I WANTED YOU WEAK AS I AM, NO TEARS FOR YOU WEAK AS I AM, NO TEARS FOR YOU DEEP AS I AM, I`M NO ONES FOOL WEAK AS I AM AND WHAT AM I NOW BUT LOVES LAST HOME I`M ALL OF THE SOFT WORDS I ONCE OWNED IF I OPENED MY HEART, THERE`D BE NO SPACE FOR AIR `COS I WANTED YOU WITH THIS TAINTED SOUL IN THIS WEAK YOUNG HEART AM I TOO MUCH FOR YOU |
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from Skunk Anansie - Paranoid & Sunburnt/Stoosh (1997)
AND HERE I STAND, REDSKIN FIST OF POWER
CLAWING AT THE STRAINS OF RACISM IT TURNS TO BLACK, `COS YOU`RE SO VERY CREDIBLE BUT YOU KEEP LOSING TRACK `COS YOU DON`T SEE, MY COLOUR IN YOUR MELTING POT OF LOVE WHERE EVERY FUCKERS BROWN SO HERE I STAND, KNEE DEEP IN YOUR SOLID HERITAGE (THAT`S) SO CHARMINGLY UNDERGROUND SO HERE I STAND, (STAND S-T-A-N-D) [X4] SO HERE WE STAND, I`M LOOKING AT MY SAD,SAD EYES THEY SLOWLY TURN AT RAGE OH WHAT A SHAME, I CAN`T CONTAIN MY BASIC NIGGA-RAGE AND LUST FOR VIOLENCE SO HERE WE ARE, THE CRY GOES OUT FOR WAR LONDON`S EAST END BURNING TO THE GROUND SO HERE WE STAND, BLACKENED FIST OF POWER SAME OLD SCARRED-UP-FACES WE CONDEMN |
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from Skunk Anansie - Paranoid & Sunburnt/Stoosh (1997)
I CAUSED A MAJOR WAR JUST BY TALKING
YOU FLEW INTO A RAGE, `COS THAT`S EVERYTHING YOU KNOW CHILDHOOD OF VIOLENCE, FILLED WITH HEARTACHE I FLEW INTO A RAGE, `COS THAT`S EVERYTHING I KNOW I KNOW 1OO WAYS TO BE A GOOD GIRL 100 WAYS, MY WILLINGNESS TO PLEASE I KNOW 100 WAYS TO BE A GOOD GIRL STILL I`M ALONE, I`M ALONE, I`M ALONE, I`M ALONE [X2] SHIELDED BY UNEXPECTED FURY FRIGHTENED SURVIVOR IN MY WORLD TOO SHY TO SEE SOFTLY I SPOKE SOFTLY I`M DYING CRUSHED BY YOUR POWER, BY MY WILLINGNESS TO BLEED I KNOW 1OO WAYS TO BE A GOOD GIRL 100 WAYS, MY WILLINGNESS TO PLEASE I KNOW 100 WAYS TO BE A GOOD GIRL STILL I`M ALONE, I`M ALONE, I`M ALONE, I`M ALONE [X2] CRUCIFY MY WITH ISOLATION CRUCIFY ME-WHOA-INSIDE MY PRIVATE HELL |
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from Skunk Anansie - Paranoid & Sunburnt/Stoosh (1997)
YOU`RE TOO COOL TO BE SMART, BUT THAT IS WHAT YOU ARE
YOU`RE TOO HARD TO BE SANE, BUT THAT IS WHAT YOU ARE YOU`RE TOO SAD TO BE HIGH, BUT THAT IS WHAT YOU ARE YOU DON`T HAVE TO RUN YOU GOT TO RISE UP, SWEET WOMAN CHILD YOU GOT TO RISE UP, SWEET WOMAN CHILD YOU GOT TO RISE UP, SWEET WOMAN CHILD YOU`RE LOSING YOUR CONVICTIONS YOU`RE TOO WISE TO BE COOL, BUT THAT IS WHAT YOU ARE YOU`RE TOO DEEP TO BE GOOD, BUT THAT IS WHAT YOU ARE YOU`RE TOO WEAK TO BE SOLD, BUT THAT IS WHAT YOU ARE YOU DON`T HAVE TO RUN YOU`RE LOSING ALL OF YOUR GOOD CONVICTIONS YOUR INTEGRITY SLOWLY WATERED DOWN NEVER MIND YOUR SOUL CONVICTIONS NEVERMIND, NEVERMIND, NEVERMIND IT ALL OH LORD WHEN YOU FEEL IT IN THE AIR OH LORD WHEN YOU FEEL LIKE YOU WANNA CRY OH LORD WHEN YOU LOVE THE ONE YOU`RE WITH RISE UP NOW [X4] |
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from Skunk Anansie - Post Orgasmic Chill (2003)
I awake
From blood thick dreams Washing blame From my knees Softly done So secretly I'm awake As Charlie sleeps A lone brother A lone sister A home cover Alone I awake Dry the scream Spit the vile breath 'Till my tongue bleeds Thinks it's all gone Famously Broke the hard girl Good to please A lone brother A lone sister A home cover Alone Tell it like it is Tell it like it is Tell the sordid truth Tell them Tell it like it is Tell them A lone brother A lone sister A home cover Alone, alone Alone, alone, yeah. |
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from Skunk Anansie - Post Orgasmic Chill (2003)
I've been biding my time, been so subtly kind,
I've got to think so selfishly, 'cos you're the face inside of me. I've been biding my days, you see evidently it pays, I've been a friend, with unbiased views, then secretly lust after you So now you feel rusty You're bored & bemused You wanna do someone else, so you should be by yourself, instead of here with me, secretly Trying hard to think pure, bloody hard when I'm raw, you're talking out so sexually, 'bout boys & girls & your friggin' dreams. So Now you feel lusty, you're hot & confused. You wanna do someone else, so you should be by yourself, instead of here with me, secretly So now you've been busted, you're caught feeling used. You had to do someone else, you should've been by yourself, instead of here with me, secretly, secretly |
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from Skunk Anansie - Stoosh (1996)
lost infidelity
we never said a word so black and white you see it's all the lies we've heard in my mind nothing makes sense i'm nothing you can't have cracked up to disagree that's all we've ever had you only you only you can't be the one you only you only you can't be the one your secret smile so quaint in memories fortold laughing so viciously your concience has been sold in my face there's no more joy i'm all I should be cracked infidelity is all you are to me we don't talk anymore we don't talk anymore we don't talk anymore we don't talk anymore... |
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from Skunk Anansie - Stoosh (1996)
I hope you're feeling happy now
I see you feel no pain at all it seems I wonder what you're doin' now I wonder if you think of me at all Do you still play the same moves now Or are those special moods For someone else I hope you're feeling happy now Just because you feel good Doesn't make you right Just because you feel good Still want you here tonight Does laughter still discover you I see through all the smiles That look so right Do you still have the same friends now To smoke away your problems and your life Oh how do you remeber Me the one that made you laugh until you cried I hope yo're feeling happy now Just because you feel good Doesn't make you right Just because you feel good Still want you here tonight I wonder what you're donig now I hope you're feeling happy now |
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from Skunk Anansie - Stoosh (1996)
To.moonn6pence From.shootingstar
I cried on my blood day there was nothing that I could hold on to just a line could have helped remind me of you, of you I screamed till the blood came I was living in a cloud of hope lover's kiss then they make a wish to the end, they pretend everyday hurts a little more everyday hurts a little more and I'll do anything yes I'll do anything to belong to be strong to say there's nothing wrong everyday hurts a little more everyday hurts a little more and I'll do anything yes I'll do anything to belong to be strong to say there's nothing wrong everyday hurts I cried in the sunlight would I fake all the times I loved you just to play in a game of twisted with you with you I need to believe you sacrificed all the lies we made up how we kissed then we made our wish to the end, to the end repeat chorus time made me confide in you so contrived were the words you sold me now nothing can swallow the feeling so shallow inside |
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from Skunk Anansie - Stoosh (1996)
THE SWEETER THE TASTE I LOVE IT
EATEN YOUR GUTTED SPINE ALL OF YOUR THOUGHTS I HAVE THEM SPITTING THEM OUT, SUBLIME `COS I AM THE GOD OF POWER POLITICAL TO THE CORE GOVERNMENTS ROLL THEIR HEADS OUT THE BEAST ALWAYS WANT SOME MORE I LOVE IT, HE LOVES IT, WE LOVE YOUR APATHY WE CRUSH YOUR LAME SPIRIT WE LOVE YOUR APATHY LOVE-ER-LY, OH I HAVE THE INFORMATION THAT KEEPS YOU FROM KNOWING ME I ABUSE YOU AS YOU WATCH ME AND YOU ALWAYS VOTE ME IN THE POORER YOU ARE THE BETTER THAT GIVES ME MORE CONTROL COS` I AM THE BRUTE THAT HATES YOU AND I`M LOVING IT TO THE BONE [REPEAT CHORUS] |
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from Skunk Anansie - Stoosh (1996)
I called you brazen
Called you whore right to your face And watched you silently And publicly disgraced I didn't notice When you strengthened like a vice That you were trembling And burned beneath the ice Ooh, ooh Why don't you weep When I hurt you? Why don't you weep When I cut you? You don't bleed And the anger builds up inside Why don't you weep When I hurt you? Why don't you weep When I cut you? You don't bleed And the anger builds up inside Nah nah nah nah nah, nah nah nah nah nah Nah nah nah nah nah You said a prayer And I betrayed you with a kiss You never realized That all had come to this So keep your dignity Don't throw it all to waste Stronger feelings Than you've ever learned to face Ooh, ooh Why don't you weep When I hurt you? Why don't you weep When I cut you? You don't bleed And the anger builds up inside Why don't you weep When I hurt you? Why don't you weep When I cut you? You don't bleed And the anger builds up inside Nah nah nah nah nah, nah nah nah nah nah Nah nah nah nah nah, nah nah nah nah nah Oooooh Why don't you weep When I hurt you? Why don't you weep When I cut you? You don't bleed And the anger builds up inside Oh why don't you weep When I hurt you? Why don't you weep When I cut you? You don't bleed And the anger builds up inside Oooh (Nah nah nah nah nah) Why don't you weep? Why don't you weep? Why don't you weep? Why don't you weep? Why don't you weep? Why don't you weep? Weep Weep Weep |
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from Skunk Anansie - Stoosh (1996)
I SAW A WEIRD BOY
HE LOOKED AT ME WITH A LOOK OF PURE HATE NOBODY KNEW ALL THE GRIEF WHERE HE`D BEEN HE WAS A SAD BOY HE WAS A VICTIM OF A DIRTY GOOD TIME FEELY GAMES IN THE BACK OF HIS BOARDED UP ESTATE SOON ENOUGH, HE`S PICKIN` ON ME KICKED MY HEAD IN `COS THAT`S ALL THAT HE`D SEEN SOON ENOUGH, HE`S PICKIN` ON ME PICKIN` ON ME I TOLD MY TEACHER SHE LOOKED AT ME SO INDIFFERENTLY HER WHOLE NIGHT WAS SPENT MARKING PAPER RED TAPE SO I HAD TO LEARN TO FIGHT KICKED HER SISTER `COS I HAD NO RESPECT SO HERE`S THE START OF ANOTHER WAR YOU AGAINST ME [REPEAT CHORUS] |
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from Skunk Anansie - Stoosh (1996)
THY SHALL CONVERT ME MY FAVORITE SIN MEAT MAKES IT SNAPPY SNAP BACK AND THIGH GOOD WORK FOR PELLOW I`M SO ALIVE MILK IS MY SUGAR IT MAKES ME HAPPY MILK IS MY SUGAR SWEET,SWEET,SWEET,SWEET SWEET,SWEET,SWEET,SWEET WATCH ME BE NAUGHTY SO CRUEL FOR FUN SLICK IN THE PICTURE WAIT FOR THE ONE, NOT NOT FOR YOUR FINGER, NO SLIDE RIDE TOO KIND, CAUSE MILK IS MY SUGAR SWEET NEVERMIND [REPEAT CHORUS] |
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from Skunk Anansie - Stoosh (1996)
HOW CAN YOUR FACE BE SO ANGRY
WHEN ALL YOUR DOING IS LOOKING AT ME YOU CHASTISE ME FOR MY BEHAVIOR IT`S GONNA LAST TOO LONG AND WHAT AM I NOW BUT YOUR REACTION I`M ALL THOSE MEMORIES YOU TRIED TO STEAL THIS WAR WILL NEVER BE OVER GONNA LAST TOO LONG YOU`RE STILL A FUCKER YOU`RE STILL A FUCKER YOU`RE STILL A FUCKER, TO ME YOU KNOW, LUCIFER CRIED WHEN YOU LOOKED AT ME AND THE HEAVEN`S RAINED DOWN ON YOUR ACID FACE WHAT`S LEFT NOW THAT IT`S OVER SHOULDN`T LAST TOO LONG NA, NA, NA,NA,NA,NA, NAAN IT FEELS SO REAL AND IT FEELS SO REAL BUT IT`S ALL THE SAME IT IS ALL THE SAME, WHAT A LIFE [X2] AND I BELIEVE I BELONG NOWHERE MAYBE THERE ARE WINNERS BUT I`M ALWAYS USED EVERYTHING`S HARD TO DISCOVER WHEN IT LAST TOO LONG [REPEAT CHORUS] |
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