Anti-Flag lyrics
Anti-Flag lyrics
"The Press Corpse lyrics"
I'm So Beautiful lyrics
Out out tonight feel like going out in the night I'm gonna walk the street walk the street I wanna feel the heat feel the heat. There ain't nobody better than me can't you see? Look at me! Wild feeling wild and I'm burning up deep inside I wanna let it go let it go I'm gonna steal the show steal the show. The
Out out tonight feel like going out in the night I'm gonna walk the street walk the street I wanna feel the heat feel the heat. There ain't nobody better than me can't you see? Look at me! Wild feeling wild and I'm burning up deep inside I wanna let it go let it go I'm gonna steal the show steal the show. The
The {Downing Street} memo says...
...We gotta work to make the facts fit the false charges
Pull the wool over the eyes of the filthy masses
Stab the people in the back for the corporate choice
Roll the propaganda out using The People's Voice
We don't want to talk about it...
The press scribble scribble every half-truth spoke
Then shoot it round the country like an April Fools joke
Hype the nation for a Desert Storm love affair
Wave the stars and stripes like you just don't care!
They talk it up all day, they talk it up all night
They talk until their face turns blue - Red white and blue!
But when the truth es
Oh How Happy lyrics
Do roo, do roo, do roo, do roo do... Oh how happy (you have made me) Oh how happy (you have made me) I have kissed your lips A thousand times And more times than i can count I have called you mine You have stood by me In my darkest hours Sing Oh how happy (you have made me) Oh how happy (you have made me) Oh how
capes the night and crawls into the dayDo roo, do roo, do roo, do roo do... Oh how happy (you have made me) Oh how happy (you have made me) I have kissed your lips A thousand times And more times than i can count I have called you mine You have stood by me In my darkest hours Sing Oh how happy (you have made me) Oh how happy (you have made me) Oh how
We find the picture still askew
They don't want to... talk talk talk talk talk about it
They wanna tiptoe, walk around it
Wave the flag and mindlessly salute
They don't want to talk about it
They wanna tiptoe, walk around it
Wave the flag and cowardly salute
And on the TV screen...
...Diversion and aversion is the flavor of the day
Was it WMDs? Or Democracy?
Blame it on MI-6 or the CIA
The White House Press Corpse only has one thing to say...
"We don't want to talk about it!"
The White House boils over, "Al Jazeera got it wrong!"
The Press Corpse jumps onboard singi
Flamin' Angel lyrics
Flight of fancy, pick-up trucksSky of midnight-mother, sonLife gets lost and I miss those miles behindPaths don't cross where the flamin' angel ridesThere she goes, a love aliveThe highway sings her lullabyFar away, but here tonightThe flamin' angel ridesYou carry me off to sleepCarry me off to
ng the White House songFlight of fancy, pick-up trucksSky of midnight-mother, sonLife gets lost and I miss those miles behindPaths don't cross where the flamin' angel ridesThere she goes, a love aliveThe highway sings her lullabyFar away, but here tonightThe flamin' angel ridesYou carry me off to sleepCarry me off to
While over in Iraq thousands are dead because of lies
The spineless war drumming-press corpse have taken lives
They talk it up all day, they talk it up all night
They talk until their face turns blue - Red white and blue!
But when the truth escapes the night and crawls into the day
We find the picture still askew
They don't want to... talk talk talk talk talk about it
They wanna tiptoe, walk around it
Wave the flag and mindlessly salute
They don't want to talk about it
They wanna tiptoe, walk around it
Wave the flag and cowardly salute
Fires fueled on endless lies
Black shrouds coat desert
Pubic Enemy lyrics
Red Alert:Check this out, Cool DJ Red AlertWith my man, Q-TipQ-Tip:In the morning, woke up from sexual pleasuresLooked at her sexual partnerWho acquainted her acquaintanceFive hours ago at a discoShe went lower than low, into limboA thought crossed the mind, her, a bimboShe answered no, so she h
skiesRed Alert:Check this out, Cool DJ Red AlertWith my man, Q-TipQ-Tip:In the morning, woke up from sexual pleasuresLooked at her sexual partnerWho acquainted her acquaintanceFive hours ago at a discoShe went lower than low, into limboA thought crossed the mind, her, a bimboShe answered no, so she h
A nation's viewpoint blurred and led
As embeds report what they're fed
We don't want to talk about it...
We don't want to talk about it...
We don't want to talk about it...
We don't want to talk about it...
(We don't want to talk about it...)
We don't, don't want to, we don't wanna talk about it
(We don't want to...)
We don't, don't want to, we don't wanna talk
They don't want to... talk talk talk talk talk about it
They wanna tiptoe, walk around it
Wave the flag and cowardly salute
They don't want to talk about it
They wanna tiptoe, walk around it
Wave the flag and cowardly salute