relate In a sustaining saccharine state Impart the burden and get well It's what everyone's trying to sell Anything you want to be Weigh the screenplay and
way Whistle for him and the passing time My death waits like a Bible truth At the funeral of my youth Weep loud for that and the passing time My death
around inside My desk, my drawers, my trunk There's nothing left to hide Some love letters are there And an old photograph They've l aid my poor soul bare And
, and we are The dreamers of dreams, come along Nothing less, nothing less Well, I bet you that I get the last laugh, bet you that my funerals packed And
feeling, power, harmony, and heavy competition! ALL Anarchy! COLLINS AND MAUREEN Revolution, justice, screaming for solutions, Forcing changes, risk, and danger Making noise and
get me alive You'll never take me alive Do what it takes to survive and I'm still here You'll never take me alive You'll never get me alive Do what it
why don't he come get me And momma under legalistic teachings and lies So she beat me and she tell me it was to keep me alive a typical youth I mean A typical youth 16 agnostic and
as well shine together Better now than never, business before pleasure P. Diddy and the Fam, who you know do it better? Yeah right, no matter what, we air tight And
guard down. It eats you alive. for me, that's what counts." Yeah, it eats you alive and for me that's what counts Well, it looks like you're quittin' now. And
break laws with a gun, that's a government issue It's the army we got power and numbers And that's nines, forty-fives, and three-five-sevens, and m-500
me alive. You'll never take me alive. Do what it takes to survive, And I'm still here. You'll never take me alive. You'll never get me alive. Do what
ghost been seen runnin' hither and hince. He's all full of maggots and he's grizzly and grim, Somethin's rotten in Denmark and -- whew -- we think it
and left the other one behind. So Alex waited two more years in hopes and dreams and vacant fears, that maybe one day he would catch her eye... And
on the strings that I play The fear ensnared in their captive countenances I've trapped Mummified and memorialised in wax well-woven and wrapped... WAXWORK
carefully lady Drive out to the abandoned shack on Highway 16 Throw the package of money out the window and keep driving And remember lady no police! Well
son you better get your work done your daddy's coming home at five And if you ain't all thru with the chores you gotta do boy I'm gonna tan you alive
"Well I'm Dead! Tell the world" she said. And the funeral came alive. I collect every flower sent from hell down to the fire. Fall down sick, I'm not