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The powers that be
They like a tough game
No rules
Some you win, some you lose
Competition s good for you
They re dying to be free
They re the powers that be
They like a bomb proof cadillac

Air conditioned, gold taps,
Back seat gun rack, platinum hub caps
They pick horses for courses
They re the market forces
Nice car Jack
They like order, make-up, lime light power
Game shows, rodeos, star wars, TV
They re the powers that be
If you see them come,
You better run - run
You better run on home

Sisters of mercy better join with your brothers
Put a stop to the soap opera right now
They say the toothless get ruthless
You better run on home

You better run - run
You better run on home

The powers that be
They like treats, tricks, carrots and sticks
They like fear and loathing, they like sheep s clothing
And blacked-out vans
Blacked-out vans, contingency plans
They like death or glory, they love a good story
They love a good story

Sisters of mercy better join with your brothers
Put a stop to the soap opera state
They say the toothless get ruthless
Run home before it s too late
You better run - run
You better run on home

Billy: Goodnight, Kim.
Jim: Goodnight, Billy.
Uncle David s Great Dane: Woof, woof, woof!

The canyon - daytime.
Billy plays with
Great Uncle
David s Great Dane.

Paraquat Kelly:
Bull heads, three red snapper,
one pink snapper and your pacific coastal
trench hosemonster fish.

Cynthia Fox: Ohhh!
At Sky David s juke joint
of joy reports,
forty under the console giggle stick link cod
twenty-three purple perches four
sledgehammerhead sharks
And what a surprise,
eightyfour crabs
And no red snappers.

Paraquat Kelly:
Hey and that ll do
for the triumphant return of the fish report with a beat.

Jim:
We think of it as mainstreet
But to the rest of the country
It s Sunset Strip.
You re listening to KAOS in Los Angeles.

Ja mam 20 lat, Ty masz 20 lat, przed nami siódme niebo,
więc taka skryta i niedostępna (proszę Ciebie) nie bądź.

1. Panienko! Pod Twe okienko uderzam jak ułan,
To ja! Louis Fernandez Mez don Juan.
To jedna z moich taktyk, styl ala romantyk,

Kto jeśli nie ty

Kto, kto jeśli nie Ty,
Przywróci marzeniom sens i spokój moim snom?
Kto, kto jeśli nie Ty,
Wypełni znów ciepłem i radością cały dom?
Kto, kto jeśli nie Ty,
Oddali znów myśli złe, ukoi moje łzy?
Kto, kto jeśli nie Ty,
Powita uśmiechem mnie u zbiegu szarych dni?

Ten jeden uśmiech - więcej nic – i wszystko jest...

Slip out the back

You know me i used to get caught up in everyday life trying to make it through my day so i could sleep at night trying to figure out my way through the maze of rights and wrongs but like you used to say nothing feels like it s really...

Save our souls

Black angels laughing in the city streets
Street toys scream in pain and clench their teeth
The moonlight spotlights all the city crime
Got no religion,
Laugh while they fight
Save our souls for the heavens
For a life so good it sure feels...

Something he can feel

Baby
It s all about making him feel something too, right ladies
There you go

Many say that I m too young
To let you know just where I m coming from
But you will see it s just a matter of time