Crass Lyrics
Crass Lyrics
"Mother Love Lyrics"
More Matey Lyrics
You and me go far We'd be famous stars When did it go? When my self esteem got low Did you think of me in your tree? Looking so amused You and me go far We'd be famous stars Then what a place to be Hiding in my tree No more there's a boy in me There's a girl in you No more cos you used to do w
You and me go far We'd be famous stars When did it go? When my self esteem got low Did you think of me in your tree? Looking so amused You and me go far We'd be famous stars Then what a place to be Hiding in my tree No more there's a boy in me There's a girl in you No more cos you used to do w
Mummy and daddy owned me till I could understand
That at the end of my arm was my own fucking hand.
In my head I had a brain that they filled up with lies,
I didn't fucking need them with their love and family ties.
Little children shouldn't speak until they're spoken to,
They're just another showpiece to show the neighbours who
Can produce the perfect babe with everything in place,
But god help you if you come out without an angel face.
If you haven't got the looks that prove how nice you are,
You'll have failed your duty and that's all you fucking are,
You're just a status symbol that they need to have in life,
Just the proof they need to be the perfect man and wife.
Secrets deception Answers to give their own strength As I look into your eyes questions need Your silence and compromise In my mind your voice towards me is wasted time In your life there's frustration And we fight for your say It's your time for creation As your time fades away Is there a right and is there a reason Do th
That at the end of my arm was my own fucking hand.
In my head I had a brain that they filled up with lies,
I didn't fucking need them with their love and family ties.
Like a fucking dustbin they fill you up with trash,
And tell you all that life is, is working for some cash,
Life's a competition and you've got to be the best,
So tread on everybody else, forget about the rest.
They tell you to be grateful for what they've done to you,
Like tell you the conditions and pump it into you,
That you really mustn't fail them cos you owe them a debt,
Cos they're the ones that made you and they won't let you forget.
Mummy and dadd
Turn It On Lyrics
All you rely on Here come the storms To shatter control From the war lords Can you feel the power It turns me on Unpredictable Turn it on Feel the power Invincible Won't play their games But we're a playful thing Everything to risk Everything to sink Gonna change what I can Acce
y owned me till I could understandAll you rely on Here come the storms To shatter control From the war lords Can you feel the power It turns me on Unpredictable Turn it on Feel the power Invincible Won't play their games But we're a playful thing Everything to risk Everything to sink Gonna change what I can Acce
That at the end of my arm was my own fucking hand.
In my head I had a brain that they filled up with lies,
I didn't fucking need them with their love and family ties.
You're not a human in their eyes, you're a novelty.
They don't want you thinking, you'll break the fantasy,
The fantasy that you're the toy providing endless fun,
You're not a human being, you're their daughter or their son.
You bring them lots of happiness when you're very small,
But when you lose those darling looks no-one cares to call,
Cos you're no more the cuddly toy for them to hug and hold,
You're not an individual and they're just getting old.
Mummy and daddy owned
St. Louis Lyrics
ST. LOUIS WRITERS HARRY VANDA, GEORGE YOUNG Louie, Louie, Louie, Louie ... Countrymen, friends, lend me your ears, I'll tell you a tale of 15 years, I'm an ole man and so far gone, I want to see the city where I was born, I've got a feelin' that I can't stand, I want to go back to my home land, ain't got the money, I ain't got the cents, I can't ge
me till I could understandST. LOUIS WRITERS HARRY VANDA, GEORGE YOUNG Louie, Louie, Louie, Louie ... Countrymen, friends, lend me your ears, I'll tell you a tale of 15 years, I'm an ole man and so far gone, I want to see the city where I was born, I've got a feelin' that I can't stand, I want to go back to my home land, ain't got the money, I ain't got the cents, I can't ge
That at the end of my arm was my own fucking hand.
In my head I had a brain that they filled up with lies,
I didn't fucking need them with their love and family ties,
I didn't fucking need them with their love and family ties,
I didn't fucking need them with their love and bloody ties,
I didn't fucking need them with their love and bloody ties,
I didn't fucking need them with their love and family ties,
I didn't fucking need them with their love and bloody ties,
I didn't fucking need them with their love and bloody lies,
I didn't fucking need them with their love and bloody ties,
I didn't fucking need them with their love and bloody lies.