in city shoes of clueless blues pays the views and no-mans news blades will fade from blood to sport the heroin's cut these fuses short smokers rode a colonial pig drink and frame this pain i think i'm melting silver poles my dear you bleed your wings and then disappear the moving scenes and pilot lights smithereens have got 'em scaling heights modern times come talk me down and battle lines are drawn across this town parisian boys without your names ghetto stones instead of chains talk 'em down cause it's up in flames and nothing's changed parisian boys without your names riot like 1968 again the days of rage yeah nothing's changed well pretty flames in school i would just bite my tongue and now your words they strike me down the flags are false and they contradict they point and click which wounds to lick on avenues this christian breeze turns its heart to more needles please our eyes roll back and we beg for more it frays this skin and then underscore the case for war you spin and bleed the sales you feel screensavers feed the girls you breed the soaps that you write the graceless charm of your gutter snipes the moving scenes and suburbanites and smithereens got 'em scaling heights modern times come talk me down the battle lines are drawn across this town english boys without your names ghetto stones instead of chains hearts and minds and u.s. planes nothing's changed and english boys without your names riot like the 1980's again the days of rage yeah nothing's changed more pretty flames
Mazars and Deutsche Bank could have ended this nightmare before it started. They could still get him out of office. But instead, they want mass death. Don’t forget that.
Yeah people come up Yeah, we better turn tha bass up on this one Check it, since 1516 minds attacked and overseen Now crawl amidst the ruins of this empty dream Wit their borders and boots on top of us Pullin' knobs on the floor of their toxic metropolis But how you gonna get what you need ta get? Tha gut eaters, blood drenched get offensive like Tet Tha fifth sun sets get back reclaim Tha spirit of Cuahtemoc alive an untamed Now face tha funk now blastin' out ya speaker, on tha one Maya, Mexica That vulture came ta try and steal ya name But now you got a gun, yeah this is for the people of the sun It's comin' back around again! This is for the people of the sun! It's comin' back around again! Uh! It's comin' back around again! This is for the people of the sun! It's comin' back around again! Uh!
Yeah, neva forget that tha wip snapped ya back Ya spine cracked for tobacco, oh I'm the Marlboro man, uh Our past blastin' on through the verses Brigades of taxi cabs rollin' Broadway like hearses Troops strippin' zoots, shots of red mist, Sailors blood on tha deck, come sista resist From tha era of terror check this photo lens, Now tha city of angels does the ethnic cleanse Uh, heads bobbin' to tha funk out ya speaker, on tha one Maya, Mexica That vulture came to try and steal ya name But now you found a gun, you're history, this is for the people of the sun
It's comin' back around again! This is for the people of the sun! It's comin' back around again! Yeah! It's comin' back around again! This is for the people of the sun! It's comin' back around again! It's comin' back around again! This is for the people of the sun! It's comin' back around again! It's comin' back around again! This is for the people of the sun! It's comin' back around!
Of the sun People Of The Sun
Bastard son is in, swimin' in a sea of funk Clear the lane, I'm gonna have to dunk ya Up and down like a donut in a caffeinated drink So take the sink, I'll take ya to the brink Check the rugged style I flip If the price is right, I'll take you on a trip In my old school '62, two-tone white and blue One that ya never wanna step to Face my baseline, feel the earth quaking Sweat is on site at appamatox Mistakin' for my culture White boys who came and tried to steal my name But now I got a gun, this is for the people of the sun! This is for the people of the sun! It's coming back around again! Yeah it's coming back around again! This is for the people of the sun! Yeah
I'm not a silent one, I'm a defiant one Never the normal one, 'cause I'm the bastard's son Trip the way before the sky gives birth And now I trip the way from mother earth I'm tearin' off a, big fat chunk of the funk Clear the lane I gotta dunk, never smoke the skunk Or the cest The Humboldt, the showman of the buddha Gotta product six shooter, so fuck the hoota Face the baselines feel the earth quakin Sweat is on site at appamatox Mistaken for my culture, White boys who came and tried to steal my name But now I got a gun, this is for the people of the sun! It's coming back around again! This is for the people of the sun! It's coming back around again! Yeah it's coming back around again! This is for the people of the sun! For the sun.
Mazars and Deutsche Bank could have ended this nightmare before it started. They could still get him out of office. But instead, they want mass death. Don’t forget that.
It's just a dream Jeff, just a memory without anywhere to stay
In the morning when I wake up and listen to the sound Of the birds outside on the roof I try to ignore what the paper says And I try not to read all the news And I'll hold you if you had a bad dream And I hope it never comes true 'Cause you and I been through so many things together And the sun starts climbing the roof It's a dream Only a dream And it's fading now Fading away It's only a dream Just a memory without anywhere to stay
The Red River stills flows through my home town Rollin' and tumblin' on its way Swirling around the old bridge pylons Where a boy fishes the morning away His bicycle leans on an oak tree While the cars rumble over his head An aeroplane leaves a trail in an empty blue sky And the young birds call out to be fed
It's a dream Only a dream And it's fading now Fading away It's only a dream Just a memory without anywhere to stay An old man walks along on the sidewalk Sunglasses and an old Stetson hat The four winds blow the back of his overcoat away As he stops with the policeman to chat And a train rolls out of the station That was really somethin' in its day Picking up speed on the straight prairie rails As it carries the passengers away It's gone Only a dream And it's fading now Fading away Only a dream Just a memory without anywhere to stay It's a dream Only a dream And it's fading now Fading away It's only a dream Just a memory without anywhere to stay
It's a dream Only a dream And it's fading now Fading away
Mazars and Deutsche Bank could have ended this nightmare before it started. They could still get him out of office. But instead, they want mass death. Don’t forget that.
The sun shines And people forget The spray flies as the speedboat glides And people forget Forget they're hiding The girls smile And people forget The snow packs as the skier tracks And people forget Forget they're hiding. Behind an eminence front Eminence front - It's a put on. Come on join the party Dress to kill Won't you come and join the party Dress to kill. The drinks flow People forget That big wheel spins, the hair thins People forget Forget they're hiding The news slows People forget The shares crash, hopes are dashed People forget Forget they're hiding.
Behind an eminence front Eminence front - it's a put on Come on join the party Dress to Come on join the party Dress to Come on join the party Dress to Come on join the party Dress to kill Dress yourself, dressed to kill.
Mazars and Deutsche Bank could have ended this nightmare before it started. They could still get him out of office. But instead, they want mass death. Don’t forget that.
Mazars and Deutsche Bank could have ended this nightmare before it started. They could still get him out of office. But instead, they want mass death. Don’t forget that.
Mazars and Deutsche Bank could have ended this nightmare before it started. They could still get him out of office. But instead, they want mass death. Don’t forget that.
Mazars and Deutsche Bank could have ended this nightmare before it started. They could still get him out of office. But instead, they want mass death. Don’t forget that.
There is no me. There is no you. There is all. There is no you. There is no me. And that is all. A profound acceptance of an enormous pageantry. A haunting certainty that the unifying principle of this universe is love. -- Propagandhi
I'D REALLY LOVE TO BREAK YOUR HEART..... or preferably some other body part
In violent times, you shouldn't have to sell your soul In black and white, they really really ought to know Those one track minds that took you for a working boy Kiss them goodbye, you shouldn't have to jump for joy You shouldn't have to
Mazars and Deutsche Bank could have ended this nightmare before it started. They could still get him out of office. But instead, they want mass death. Don’t forget that.
Paul Murphy / Eyewitness News wwltv.com Posted on June 4, 2010 at 6:00 PM Updated today at 6:01 PM
GRAND ISLE, La. - The image of a brown pelican, the Louisiana state bird, struggling in oil on a barrier island near Grand Isle has come to symbolize the struggles of a state now under siege by BP oil.
This was on the paper's cover today. Its true, seeing the state bird gasping... Seeing the pelicans like this is a real punch. This photo though, its exquisitely horrific.
Mazars and Deutsche Bank could have ended this nightmare before it started. They could still get him out of office. But instead, they want mass death. Don’t forget that.
How can you mend this broken gulf? and let me live again I can still feel the breeze No one ever told us about the sorrow How can you mend this broken heart
Mazars and Deutsche Bank could have ended this nightmare before it started. They could still get him out of office. But instead, they want mass death. Don’t forget that.
