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inqalab
dollar signs
on the ame/belles of amsterdam
worker
place in the sun
international
In the beginning the workers made the world
In the beginning the workers made the world
In the beginning the workers made the world
The workers made the world in the beginning
the work is never over
the work is never over
the work is never over for the unknown worker the work is never over…
she is working
we are working
he is working
ia m working
u r working
they are working
we are working the whole world over…
In the beginning the workers made the world
In the beginning the workers made the world
In the beginning the workers made the world
The workers made the world in the beginning
the work is never over
the work is never over
the work is never over
the work is never over for the unknown worker the work is never over
ALL OUT AGAINST OUR ALIENATION WE DON’T NEED THE NOTION OF A NATION NEVER MIND THE MIND MANIPULATION EXPLODE TRIPLE EXPLOITATION BASH IN THE BRAINS OF BORGEOISIFICATION IN THE BEGINING THE WORKERS MAKE THE WORLD AND THE WORLD MAKES THE WORKERS NOW ITS TIME TO TAKE OVER NOW ITS TIME TO GET BOLDER 1 SOLUTION REVOLUTION BEFORE YR PRAYERS AND ABSOLUTIONS REMEMBER THE ONLY CREATOR IS THE WORLD WIDE WORKER
FUCK THE 4MASONS
international we got the know how revolution now we got the no how
come on comerades come raid we gonna raid fight the last fight the last fight we gonna face the international shall be the human race the international unite the human race
international we got the know how revolution now we got the no how
when the proles come things they get done redistribution rearrange the nation cos everyone can see the children die every day from starvation now even those that stand to attention must take control of the situation yes when the comrades come bad thing they get burn one solution revolution one solution revolution
international we got the know how revolution now we got the no how what who what when where how international we got the know how mi5 how u like now fbi how u like me now isi wot u gonna do now kgb is all over now taliban man how u like me now international its plo style raf ira we got the know how
international we got the know how revolution now we got the no how come on comerades come raid we gonna raid fight the last fight the last fight we gonna face the international shall be the human race the international unite the human race international we got the know how revolution now we got the know how
hur zulum da ik javabinqalab
for wot we want theres only one solution revolution make mass incisions into institutions no collaboration for nu interventions into situations refuse terrorvision refuse nu divisons create mass decisions for the nu collusion now we turn it on tune it in take it over now the time the people get stronger its time for propoganda its not about money its about power take time back by the hour now the time get nearer postmodernist proletarianist propogandist no border no nation stop detention stop deportation stop collaboration come togeher exploding the nation one solution one solution
haya al inqalab haya al inqalab
haya al fala haya al fala
hur zulum da ik javab bund karo ye hisab kitab hur kharab hisab kitab da ik javab
la ila ha la ila ha la ila ha la ila ha
no god no king no country but u should kno this aint no bourgeois anarchist bullshit anarcho racist lifestylist piss off primitavist we’re blacker than the black bloc white man with a blackflag o no white man with a master plan o no their thesis is just faeces these pricks fear me cos i wipe my bleeding arse with their theory i’m infra red i’m better off dead proletarianist propogandist anti-british anti-english anti-nationalist west essex or death
haya al inqalab
zinda ha zinda ha surkh ha surkh ha
hur zulum da ik javab bund karo ye hisab kitab hur kharab hisab kitab da ik javab
jera vave ohi khave jera vave ohi khave
malaki ya mort malaki ya mort
hur zulum da ik javab hur zulum da ik javab
haya al inqalab haya al inqalab
haya al fala haya al fala (to fade)
It’s just an ordinary day, walk down the street and watch the people ply their trade,
all the goods are on display, look around you’ll find that everything’s for sale
coz every actions a transaction, there’s an element of prostitution in every single aspect of your life
All it take’s the expectation of some form of future compensation, the currency might change but not the price, that cannot be denied
It makes no difference what you do, We’re all pimps and prostitutes, Everyone’s the same
whether you’re rich or destitute, there’s no exceptions to the rule, We’re all on the game, you might not like it but you still have to play
Negotiations are underway, don’t touch the merchandise unless you’re prepared to pay,
they say it’s always been this way, Amsterdam windows where ever there’s money to be made
Catch a glimpse of your reflection as you’re looking in the wrong direction, why can’t you accept that we’ve all got our price
all it takes the expectation of some form of future compensation, it’s just a fact of life, that cannot be denied
It makes no difference what you do, We’re all pimps and prostitutes, Everyone’s the same
whether you’re rich or destitute, there’s no exceptions to the rule, We’re all on the game, because it’s just another ordinary day
recitation from
Private Property and Communism from “Economic and Philosophic Manuscripts of 1844” http://www.marxists.org/archive/marx/works/1844/manuscripts/comm.htm esp.. “Prostitution is only a specific expression of the general prostitution of the labourer, and since it is a relationship in which falls not the prostitute alone, but also the one who prostitutes — and the latter’s abomination is still greater — the capitalist, etc., also comes under this head.”
<In one window silver mannequins in studied languorous poses are draped in this season’s best gowns, in another window the painted ladies entice the mobs of leering men lurching along the street, and the men are in a frenzy, some pressed against the glass, some haggling over the price before entering, some leaving spent and empty>
<all the junkies and the whores they’re not so different, we’ve all got our drug of choice, we’ve all got our habits to feed and we all sell whatever we can get the most for to the highest bidder, the currency might be different but the deal always goes down the same>
you can’t trust time, because it won’t stay on your side it creeps up from behind, to take you by surprise
it seems as though it was only yesterday that you went and broke all the promises you’d made, when you said you’d always stay
but now you’ve found your place in the sun, and i found it so hard to go on
you left me a loan i can’t pay, but it cost you so little to just walk away, and call it a day
i was so naive, the belief was so sublime, to think that anything you gave me was ever really mine
now finally, i see, you were right all along, treacherous time has proved how badly i was wrong, to think we could belong
now you found your place in the sun, but do you think about what you’ve done,
do you ever find that you can’t stop your mind remembering everything you left behind, from time to time
love is a battle, you say you’ve found the light, but we are creatures of the dark - thats why we have to fight
i could never hate you even though i’ve earned the right now that my pays all spent, there’s only pity left tonight
you found your place in the sun, now you’ve got everything you want
but when your time comes you’ll face it alone, with only the vultures to pick at your bones, and reap what you’ve sown
Recitations from SCUM Manifesto by Valeirie Solanis http://www.womynkind.org/scum.htm
It's always your face I see on every television screen, or looking back at me from the pages of a magazine
but somewhere underneath the perfect symmetry i can see the circuitry of a counterfeit machine
like a tumour thats consuming all it sees
you just keep on spreading your disease
you take love/hope/truth and you can modify it, and turn it into a lie
you've got dollar signs for eyes and everything you see you commodify you've got dollar signs for eyes X2 you fake it to make it something people buy but every new disguise reveals the thing you're trying to hide
i hear your voice i hear your polyphonic scream, as you seek out your prey and crawl your way into their dreams
you sink your vampire teeth deep into fresh young meat
to kick start your robot heart and revive your fading beat
you always change your tune but the song remains the same
like a toxic worm that burrows through your brain
you take sex/resistance/feminism and then you modify it, to turn it into a LIE
you've got dollar signs for eyes and everything you see you commodify you've got dollar signs for eyes X2 you fake it to make it something people buy but every new disguise reveals the thing you're trying to hide
if you keep pretending to be free at least your satisfaction is guaranteed your reality is the real enemy if you keep falling in love with a dream
you see what you want to see in the object of your fantasy you're the projector and they're the screen you like to think you’re your own master, but you’re your own slave first you let yourself get trapped like a rat, now you keep rattling your own cage
the currency you make it won't appreciate
if you don’t try to escape from your counterfeit state
if you keep pretending to be free maybe your satisfaction is guaranteed if your real enemy is reality it looks much better on your tv
a parade of ready-made celebrities who’ll be everything you want to be you’re the projector and they’re the screen
you like to think you’re your own master, but you’re your own slave first you let yourself get trapped like a rat, now you keep rattling your own cage
the currency you make it won’t appreciate
if you don’t try to escape from your counterfeit state
Recitation from : Society of the Spectacle by Guy Debord http://www.marxists.org/reference/archive/debord/society.htm
what a civilised ocassion, and such a good cause for celebration, so many misplaced good intentions all looking for a home,
Every round of circulation, serves up more self congratulation, countless pointless conversation too far from the bone
You say we need less regulation, there’s too much government intervention, When we should be trusting in demand and supply
But for all your talk of market forces there’s no denying they just let the most ruthless
Siphon off all the worlds resources leaving the poor masses to starve and die
everyone deserves liberty, but half the world’s enslaved so you can be more free
and the life of a dog that lives on your street is worth more than an innocent child’s
From the other side of the world
you can blame the overpopulation of underdeveloped nations on all those poor families that make the bithrate too high
but as you top up your pension contributions, and put your kids through private education, just be glad you don’t live in a land where if you’ve got three children two of them probably won’t survive
you can’t have a meritocracy without equality of opportunity when the life of a dog that lives on your street is worth more than an innocent child’s
BREAKING NEWS DogsInDanger? 1st ever event draws everyone to Doggywood If you were in Los Angeles on June 14th, the place to be was DogsInDanger?’s first annual “The Dogs Next Door” event in Beverly Hills. WOW, what a party it was, starting with Michael Scott’s mansion – this reporter never knew the other .01% lived like that – swimming pool, tennis court, volleyball court, and even a grotto accessed through a waterfall! The stars came out, the sun smiled, and we all danced to the rhythms of DJ Dimitri Hamlin (son of actor Harry Hamlin) while sipping delectable doggie themed drinks like the “golden retriever”. All that was good and fun, but there was also an air of melancholy as the rescue dogs took the stage. For among the happy splendor were eight little dogs, walking the custom built fashion runway, dressed in cute designer clothes, and accompanied by stunning world famous models. The irony was that these dogs were once just minutes away from being killed, saved through DogsInDanger? by the graces of kind hearted Californians. These were the winner dogs and we celebrated their second chance at life in style.
i’ve got a fever i can’t shake, because it’s running through my veins and it creeps into my bones, a toxic worm inside my brain so i just keep coming back, i can’t stop coming back
well i try to walk away, i try to walk on past but there’s a power i can’t fight, that stops me in my tracks so i just keep coming back, i can’t stop coming back
and i know it’s just no good, because it’s all a house of cards and when it comes falling down, it’s gonna be the death of me but if the stakes aren’t high, i just don’t feel alive
my will is strong but my need is stronger the days are long but the nights are longer
Come on and hit me again Come on and hit me again
I won’t stop until there’s nothing left
Come on and hit me again
whats that stick in one white out u wot dot rule
got this shit on my back sent my dad off to iraq
antisocial and constitutional environmental going mental
no i dont like school and i dont like work i dont like football and i dont like u jerks
wanna send me to jihad no no no wanna send me to bagdad no no no
sick of my job sick of my boss pushing me around
i was down in ol cannin town trippin round feelin down i didnt wanna drink didnt wanna fag all i wanna do is go fuckin mad
FUCK Britannia we’re sick of being slaves
Lets go Lets go go go go no justice no peace get up off your knees no surrender no retreat
turn illness into a weapon
lets go fucking mental sick of payin rental gonna end up needin dental
la la la la la la la la
fuck the police fuck so 1 to 19 fuck tsg fuck fit fuck btp
fuck the queen
this goes out to the working people of planet earth refuse reject revolt and lets go fucking mental again
recitation from SPK Manifesto http://www.spkpfh.de/Turnill.htm
..here ends set-list 1.. with possible exception of..
recitation from: The Day of Arising, and its Calamities and Names from Al-Ghazali on the Remembrance of Death and the Afterlife: Bk. 40: The Revival of the Religious Sciences (Ihya Ulum Al-Din)
It might first start while you’re still sleeping in your bed, or taking the train to work, or driving your car instead
there won’t be any warning, no indication of what’s to come
you’ll wake up one morning, to find it’s begun
you can try your best to ignore it, pretend it’s not happening
but it’s not gonna stop, it will just keep coming
it's the day of arising, it's the day of descending, it's the heat of the fire consuming, it's the end of the never ending
it's the day of arising, it's the moment of comprehending, it's the hour of your realising, it's the death of age of pretending
the ground that you stand on will shudder and shake, buildings will tremble, their windows will break, and a cloud that is darker than anything you’ve seen, will smother the sun and swallow us up in its shadow
It won’t be long before the seas will rise, as the rain keeps pouring from the angry skies, till a wave will engulf the streets of the city, take it by surprise, and wash away the lies…
and then one day the time will come when all of this will be undone, (as if it never happened in the first place)
like a dream or a story or a siren’s song it will all be gone
it's the day of arising, it's the day of descending, it's the heat of the fire consuming, it's the end of the never ending
it's the day of arising, it's the moment of comprehending, it's the hour of your realising, it's the death of age of pretending
make no mistake this is wartime while we’re busy introspecting and furiously collecting others are dying there’s no more time choose a side to be on there’s too much at stake the bombs and bullets are flying while they sing about love and sex in stadiums and we arrange ourselves in pleasing poses while we dance on podiums and smell the roses for all our sakes parents are crying there’s no more time choose a side make no mistake this is wartime
planet terra earth in error hell raised ya into the final nexus of propoganda the war of error hell fire the forces of good and evil wanna raize ya dont believe the hype its the planet pressure lobby on genocidal arse wipe drip feeding and starving the nations as the masons plans hatch in incubational situations money makin and spreading the fakin we;‘re flaying the masses still praying now the gods of deconstruction in distraction play creators fly mind haters clearing the seas of colonial clones and satelites of hate in spy drones its too late to repent u money makers now the the red smile of the proletarian anger is a black sun high and risin and smiling higher and wider and wider and wider and wider…
If u want to change the world, try and do it for the better, If u want to spread the word, make sure you do it by the letter
no one knows when it first appeared but as long as there’ve been people it’s always been here it hides in the shadows and only comes out at night it creeps into people’s houses and sucks the light right out of their eyes
you can feel it in the air we breathe you can hear it on the radio you can see it on your laptop screens everywhere we go
in all the shops and houses, offices and factories something got to all the people, shook them down and made them zombies a creature unlike any other, a beast that’s never been seen it prowls the town to find its prey and gets them by invading their dreams
recitation from: The Day of Arising, and its Calamities and Names from Al-Ghazali on the Remembrance of Death and the Afterlife: Bk. 40: The Revival of the Religious Sciences (Ihya Ulum Al-Din)
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have you seen Major Albert Ross as he marches up the road
his mind it’s always wondering coz it’s got No fixed abode
and everywhere he goes you can hear the rattling of bones
the skelingtons he carries round, they’re such a heavy load
his clothes are torn and caked in filth, there’s no shoes on his feet
his medals have all rusted and he’s got nowhere to sleep
it wasn’t always like this, there was a time before his fall
a wife and kids a house two cars he used to have it all
now he’s looking through the rubbish just to find something to eat
and scavenging for people’s cigarette butts on the street
but even though he’s lost everything he never feels alone
the ghosts he tried to leave behind, they won’t leave him alone
Live by the law: don’t give a fuck But if your woman’s got short hair you’re a slut
He fucked my sister after she gave birth Ripped her stitches apart I had to go round, two miles away in the middle of the night Smashed his head with a dustbin lid Went down for that But then he was caught with another bloke I did it all again Got away with it this time
Are you my son Jeffrey? He’s a cunt You are Jeffrey, you cunt You’re no son of mine, you half man Fucking spawn of the devil, you runt of mankind, you poisoned crippled festering sore and nazi nato fucking rockets in your eyes Englands is out bombing us again the future will be bombing England with only five seconds left
DEATH TO THE geeks and the ancient Greeks
DEATH TO THE GODS OF MOUNT OLYMPUS TWIGHLIGHT OF THE IDOLS
DEATH TO SUPERMAN DEATH TO THE MASTERPLAN
FUCK THE CIA FUCK THE DALAI LLAMA DEATH TO ALL ANTI-PROLETARIAN COMMUNIST PARTIES
WHORES PAKIS NIGGERS GYPOS QUEERS YIDDOS POOR WHITE TRASH UNIT U HAVE NOTHING 2 LOSE BUT THE BLAME
BEIJING LONDON BERLIN 36 FUCK THE OLYMPICS
STRIKE2012.ORG WEAREBAD.NET
a team of space exploring scientists set off across the galaxy to find the newly discovered planet surrounded by seven suns, where every year there’s only one night,
but for every day they spend in the planet’s gravity, a year goes by on earth, and they return changed to a changed world
We are the seed, the chosen sperm
While the comatose dregs thaw out
And come alive to our tune
While our blue blooded slaves our royal whores
Serve our every desire
There’s Queen Bee
Queen Bee safe and sound
Queen Bee lies asleep for another thousand years
I am the seed, my frozen sperm for her
Jupiter’s eye glares
Unwelcomely
Jupiter’s eye glares
Disapprovingly
As if she knows of the depravity that goes on
Inside our gleaming cell
Whispering ship glides through the void
Soils the virginal blackness
Jupiter’s eye, her foul tempered stare
We steal away, we kiss it goodbye
Our pot bellied earl
he wears a mask,
he holds a rod
Prince Albert chained to a feeble stump
Which is peppered with boils and wycked scabs
He was the seed…. ha
We are the seed, the chosen ones We are the seed, our time has come
Down the golden grAve Through the golden gates London pride awaits Spot the ball Incontinence the new covenant As we piss our pensions in our chairs Take the stair lift up the stairs Hammering nails all my life
<A duet between a compulsive eater and her feeder>
giving is sugar: giving is honey: giving is funny: like you are sometimes funny: just before i fall asleep: on my pillow i weep: with laughter: im deep: what i sow i reep: you are me in a way: i care: never go away: like the world goes away: at least once a day: people like to say: i care: spy: icare: spy: im fair:
taken in. with the promise of a conscience. free from sin deep waters still. a token of my trust. in dollar bills.
taken in. by the warm arms of the loving fold to keep me safe and cure my ills from the probing knives, from the bitter pills
my friends, your friends, our friends
it will all become clear in time
we’ll defeat the alien inside
a story was fed with stealth into my soul. i was so hungry i swallowed it whole science fiction with guilt as a reason ive given so much to this it has to be sane . they have to be right. i’ll sleep well tonight. i’ll tell my wife .
i’ll tell my friends. but only the rich ones.
my friends, your friends, our friends
it will all become clear in time
we’ll defeat the alien inside
Something in the water Something in the weather Made me realise I’m half alive
Coz it’s the cruel devices that spark the crises That wrap around me and drag me down Outside of here there’s a place called home Don’t hold me down coz I’m going alone 25 years I was living for you 25 years with nothing to do
I walk out the door and the people crowd around And they hold me aloft and carry me along As we charge day and night they proclaim my right And the seas will part and lay a path and we march to the furthest corners of the earth I will walk to the sound of a thousand thunderstorms And I look to the stars and they spell my name As the Gods start to throw their face to the ground…..
in the time since i last saw you, a lot has happened not much has changed
Sometimes it seems as though we’re going nowhere, while the days are running away
i tried to reach you by letter, i tried to call you so i could explain
I don’t know how long I can bear the weight, of all the things I never got the chance to say
Because every time I try, every time I try You turn away, turn away
Sticks and stones can break your bones, and words can break your heart But silence leaves the deepest wound, if you won’t talk to me I’ll fall apart
Losing touch is much too easy, the more time passes the more we change Before you know it we’re like perfect strangers, we go our separate ways
I know it’s gonna be a while, before I see you again I only hope that when our paths next cross, this distance that’s between us won’t remain
And the next time I try, to look you in the eye You won’t turn away, turn away
I’m willing to take all the blame, for a chance to hear you say We could be close again, and maybe one day it won’t be like you’re miles away
Sometimes it seems as though we’ve walked a thousand miles or more And yet we still can’t find the place we’re searching for
But however hard the going gets, there’s one thing I know for sure every step we take just brings us closer, to the place we’re meant to go
Do you remember how we started on this road The day I stumbled, and you reached out to break my fall, And with just one misstep, both our lives changed course, When you took my hand in yours and never let it go
Can you feel it in your bones Not everything needs an explanation, there are some things you just know
And you feel it in your bones Love doesn’t just appear from nowhere, it’s a seed that grows..
So anytime you’re feeling tired or unsteady on your feet, You can count on me to keep you safe from harm
Before you came and found me I’d been searching for so long When everything I ever wanted was waiting in your open arms
And as we travel on, however far we roam when I rest my tired eyes on you, I know that I’ve come home
And love is not a river, no it’s not a one way road
It’s somewhere anyone can go, but only when you know
That you can’t get there on your own It’s a place two come together, that can’t be reached alone
And you feel it in your bones Once it gets under your skin it’s a seed that grows
All you ever talk about is your raw deal you walk about without a thought about the way you scream and shout and keep acting out
it’s all about the signals you send out when you try too hard to conceal the doubt and keep the fear you feel from seeping out and messing up your day
you built a wall around your heart to keep it safe but then you just got trapped inside
all you really care about is seeing you don’t go without you’ll take what you can get but you can’t bear to have to share it out
but there’s a voice inside you crying out, and you’re too scared to hear it out ‘cause you don’t want to have to face what you’ve become
It’s time you realised, and dropped the disguise, because it’s not fooling anyone
Here’s a little bit of free advice, the clock keeps ticking and time flies, whether or not you’re having fun
How many bridges have you got left to burn, before you pass the point of no return
Unless you try to find another way, you’ll end up driving all your friends away
And soon there won’t be anybody left who cares what you’re trying to say
I never placed much faith in astrology, or took my horoscope that seriously Because I thought the stars were much too far above
For us to feel their gravity, for their magnetic energy To have a bearing on our luck
When people talked of destiny or said what will be will be, I thought that they were blind that’s how it seemed to me
But then one cloudless night when I looked up at the stars I caught a glimpse of divinity, and now I believe
And now I thank my lucky stars, from venus all the way to mars It’s just because they shine so bright, that I know heaven’s not that far
And now I thank my lucky stars, that guided me to where you are Ever since I saw their light, I know heaven’s not that far And now I thank my lucky stars
If your life seems empty, if you feel as though you’re all alone I can take you to a land of plenty, if you just promise me your soul
You’ll never lose your footing, once you are on your knees The proof is in the pudding, so come and taste it please
Give yourself to me, only I can set you free From the cult of personality
Everybody’s looking for the real thing, everybody wants to be absolved for their sins, everybody wants to belong to something, and I’ll be the light that guides you home tell me do you ever get the feeling, that everybody’s gonna have to pay for their sins, well everybody wants to believe in something, and I am the new sun
forget about the tv shows that show you where to go, only I can show you what you know you need to know
if you submit to me, I promise you release from all responsibility from the cult of personality
Life is full of choices, of people you could be But if you’re finding it too much, you should follow me You never lose your footing, when you are on your knees I’m in the driving seat, so hand over the keys
Give yourself to me, I can set you free From the cult of personality
Say, what you came to say, and then just go away
Keep your distance don’t invade my space
Please, don’t lay a hand on me, because I don’t know where it’s been And I don’t want to end up with your fleas
Although they’re too small to see, I know they’re all around me, and those germs they spread disease
They take whatever they can find, and there’s just one thing on their mind, they multiply in double time
There’s no need to get too near, I can hear you loud and clear And when you’ve said your piece just disappear
Say, what you came to say, and then just go away Keep your distance don’t invade my space
Although this surface looks clean, I know they’re all around me, and those germs they spread disease
And once they’ve hooked their claws in you, it makes no difference what you do, in the end they’ll see it through
One by one we climb the 30 steps, and when we want a rest, at the top of the tower we can sit for an hour
and though we know those grey clouds are never far away there’s no reason to be sad, no need to be afraid
it’s just the rain..
from this higher ground, the city of people looks so small and we can see now why we crawl, because we’re scared that we might fall if we try to stand tall
we cast our eyes up to the sky, where the sun shines as the shape shifting clouds float by like a fleet of silver galleons that have just arrived bearing treasures from far and wide
They bring the rain
Everybody’s the same, we all cry when we feel pain, but without the hard times would the joy feel quite the same?
Hear what they say, don’t you cry when you see the rain, save up your precious tears for a dry, dry day.. It’s just the rain
Hey little one, if you feel weary of yourself, You can rest your tired eyes on someone else
At the end of the day, don’t lose your way when the darkness comes, because the night is just a shadow cast by the sun
rapper turned politician doing his best to make his name
gather round the street magician running on methane
if you’ve made the wrong decision just find somebody to blame
it’s an ancient oral tradition using methane
if you want to be in pole position fan the spark into a flame
once you’re ready for ignition just add methane
stay one step ahead of the game stay one step ahead of the game
if you don’t wanna fail the mission you need methane
… going out for homely dinners leave a message on the message machine running out in some other dimension he said hes parking in a parking space going methane
Amelia I wanna be near you
Amelia we’ve got nothing to fear now
Lets go where you wanna go
Because that’s where I wanna go
And so we climbed up the 40 steps, And took a little shower for an hour, Yes we climbed up to da top of the tower, And emersed ourselves in the Proletariat’s Almighty’s power, Wallah….
In the rain,rain,rain,rain,rain,rain.rain.rain.rain, It was the same.same, same, same, same, same, same, same,same, WALLAH, In the rain,rain,rain,rain,rain,rain.rain.rain.rain, It was the same.same, same, same, same, same, same, ting again, WALLAH, It was buff ting again