1 8 7 PC 1 8 7 PC 187 PC i?m assassinating feelings looking for appreciation i can?t stand even if my heart keeps beating when you go away I?m just
The reconstruction of my ego Got me always busy So I don?t give a fuck about your phone calls your practice in stereotype building reflects you?re always
Playstation top scores are a waste of time Interviews on telephone are a waste of time Friday evening, wash your car Come on waste your time Save
[Incomprehensible] I got no style I'll take my time All those losers on the piss again I dose, dose away That's just the way it is That's just the way
I been thinkin' 'bout a place Like a dream that tries to show Can you see it in my face That it's time again to go When I hear her callin' me From a
Welcome to England where there is no fun Where there is no choice for any of us Where there is no left, there is no right New Labour's a joke, just another
Welcome to England, there is no fun, where there is no choice for any of us where there is no left there is no right new labours a joke just another thatcherite
apatzigan. el rola mucho dinero por que sabe trabajar. su nombre no se los digo ustedes comprenderan yo solo se que le dicen el trabado de michoacan
I've got no style, I take my time All those losers on the piss again I dose, dose away That's just the way it is (x2) I've got Trimm Trabb like the flashboys
She had a shake like a belly dancer and a body like a tiger tiger (uh huh, uh huh) She was looking at me Now you know that I ain't no dancer But there
Translation: Blur. Trim Trabb.
Translation: The Enemy. Don't Break The Red Tape.
Translation: Magnetic Fields. I'm Tongue-tied.
Translation: Shortly. Georgia Bind My Ties.
