Sakes Alive!! piosenki

(Over at the Hadron) to let truth be told I'm quaking in my boots at the thought of black holes revealing themselves in the expanses of this old land speaking rhetorically is it possible, for a second that some things were simply meant to be remained unseen....

Maybe it’s because I’m the bastard son That was born out(side) of love In this house of shit-hardened brick; Under the star for the disaffected But I live my life indignant, Stubborn and seeking inspiration Cause from my manger to my cross- Time’s ticking And...

(The Chemistry of Confounding Life) at the center of a holy mess we encase the realm with pavement scheme, breed and shit and then feed off the dead then, we're to be delivered to a promise land that holy tomes had said we're owed to just do it again so whis...

Bottoms up!! We’re on a sinking ship That’s rotted through; Weighed down by the six billion people Who make up this crew All affected with the tyranny Of sunken treasure and salary But the fool’s gold’s false And now we’re stuck We’re dropping off…...

So here we stand So here we stand right on the brink Of all we know Billions of souls tied up in red tape By systems that don’t hold a grain of sand In the real world of trees and volcanic blasts [Chorus:] Well, it’s quitting time! So pack up the wife and kid...

Tonight let’s scream, For what should be some shared feelings: That love’s not lost; adventures remain; And we live for our own sakes These wages, jobs, and loans are just not justified anymore So given the facts let’s make a pact And finally reclaim all...

And at the end of the night… We’ll return to our somber sleepy lives Head back to work Rub our eyes and wonder “Was it all in my mind?” Cause the rent needs paying And each mouth has to eat Love nor ideals can cover bills It’s all a pipe dream So there you ar...

(Oh, believe me- Your death will be most celebrated) I'm coming home! God, I'm coming home! To awaken the depths of blood to shake the rot from these souls in the event it all turns to shit I'm preaching the words "don't let 'em get away with it" it's eye for...

This is a masquerade Of scoundrels, tramps, and thieves Who live only for the taking - Dressed up with masks on raring to go No longer art but a fashion show Leaving idealists to grasp at pennies for any thought Bypass a cause and dance all night long A...