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One thing I’m gonna do in this world
Gonna spend my money on a sweet, sweet girl
Got a one way ticket to paradise
And all you gotta do is treat me nice

I ain’t got no, don’t need ambition [x2]

Have no daddy, had a wasted youth

Здесь в колхозе

Все, что нужно мне - вдохновение
Прежде, чем я затопчу вас в навозе
Я чувствую себя словно овощ
Здесь у себя в колхозе

Никто не приходит в гости ко мне

What makes you breed like rabbits?
Is it just religious habit?
What makes you die like flies?
Have you ever stopped to reason why?

Human live is cheaper now
It’s time they killed that sacred cow
Taught to fear before the altar

well i live in a car,
yeah i live in a car
well i ain't got no television set or stereo
cos i live in a car
don't try to call me up on the telephone
cos i won't be home,
i live in a car
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There's a man who takes your wallet
There's a man who takes your beer
There's a man who takes your woman
There's a man who just takes you

He's a government official
That's what his papers say
He's a government official

Do what you want and don't give a damn
There's a price to pay
And you keep on paying and paying and paying
And it never ends
You pay in the end, my friend

You drown yourself
In a barrel of beer

Inner city life,
Is getting me down,
Police and gang wars,
All over town,
Cops harass us,
For no good reason,
Hassle us in the street,
Take away our freedom.

Your picked up for your clothes and hair
Your barred from here kicked out of there
Now there's no way out
No one to hear you when you shout

Nippleheads here kicking in the door
You panic and your pills are on the floor

Don’t creep up on me - I’m a sensitive boy
I scare so easily - I’m a sensitive boy
Don’t lay your hands on me - I’m a sensitive boy
Your eyes will never see - I’m a sensitive boy

Don’t look in our eyes - we’re sensitive boys
Savage looks tell lies - we’re sensitive boys
You don’t come on our streets - we’re sensitive boys

One two three
Four five six
Gotta do a dance
And it goes like this

Yeah some little girl's gotta hold on me
She's only thirteen but oh so sweet
Got me down on my knees

Baby won't you buy me a brand new suit
Like they wore in '62
I wanna be in the latest craze
I wanna be in the news
Wanna get my name on the front page
'Cos my suit was all the rage

[Chorus]

Soldiers of Islem are loading their guns
They're getting ready
but the Russian tanks are mowing them down
They're getting ready
There's children in Africa with tommy guns
Getting ready
While the Islam armies are beckoning on
They're getting ready