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You don t make it with your fire and your rain
You ain t nothing but a fool
You ve got nothing in your animal brain
But baby I will stand with you
Say hey to your Daddy hey to your Mammy
Maybe to your sister too
Cos you got the money and I ve got the need
So baby I will stand with you

There s no way you can stop it
You ve got my heart in your pocket
Moving up from rags to riches, slags to bitches

You throw parties on your own private beach
I see you riding horses too
You ve got the things that are out of my reach
Baby less I stay with you
I ain t gonna fight you I m only gonna bite you
Cos you ve got enough for two
The sweetest things your inheritance brings
So baby I will stand with you

See me walking with my nose in the air
Though I can t see too good
You catch me spitting though it ain t debonair
But mostly I can be like you
So give it to me honey, take me to the money
Surely that s the least I m due
I m just your toy I know but you are a fool
And baby I will stay with you

Tell your Daddy that you re gonna be mine
You know I love you truly
When he tells you that you re out of your mind
Cos I m stupid and unruly
Smile at him sweetly, whisper so discretely
One and one is three not two
He s got the money and I ve got the need
So baby I will stand with you

I was out there in the middle of the day
Trying to make love to a shopping arcade
In northern England...
Outside it was raining and I was feeling insecure
Sooner or later you got to face the fact
This world is shattered and it...

Wierzę w sny tak Jak ty w nie wierzysz
w święte kurhany, księgi lepszej wiedzy
słońce wiara, czerń i szarość grobem
starym drzewem chciałbym być i słowem

Wszystko zmienia
wszystko zmienia się

Wierzę w sny tak jak ty w nie wierzysz

I know we could be so happy

There’s no easy answer
None to blame or forgive
Two cripples dancing
To the end we live

I’m not with you not of you
Not with you, not of you
You are soft and young to me
I am the ghost who...

Masakra

Kompromisy się łaszą do stóp
całe stada ich pasą się tu
święte krowy bezmięsne co wciąż
kręcąc mordą ocalić mnie chcą

wolę masakrę
wolę masakrę
wolę masakrę
chcę ustyszeć ten huk

są ośliźle przychylne i wciąż
patrzą z troską gdy płyniesz pod prąd
ich ławice łaskoczą cię gdy

Frequency

Delay and erase
Cut it all up
The change I ve arranged

Splice and dissect
Move it around
To make it perfect

Coming in clear
Loud and compressed
To deafen the ears

This frequency
That I can hear
Is all I can see

What is your frequency
(coming in clear)
What is your frequency
(coming in clear)

Mixing in sounds
Out of your mind
Go into the ground

Coming...