Topic: Recognition of Ourselves | |
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New Generation
But at the end of our lives When we saw lows and highs We finally realize the demise of our nature… I `m not predicting Future, Not reading Revelations, Not reading junk sensations, Not dreaming of elation I don’t care ur accusation D` ya need an oration to explain Aggravation? Step off my space station I hate affectation So just shut it and listen To the news of aberration… Cos` we` re the final generation On dole and probation From station to station And as the cream of the nation We want standing ovation We are extraterrestReal We learnt not to fear No tears tear apart us From our guns No trust, love doesn’t `t last No fuss We shoot and ask… I don`t care what u wear What u dare or is it fair… Don’t be unaware Prepare and beware Cos` I do have a spare bullet u Muppet Let me suggest it… U don’t have to question Reaction and Action It’s just simple perfection of the mind U don’t find, u don` t hide the answer... U have no pride 2 b a gangster so just piss off Mr. Ganser Don’t b like a cancer cos` I’m gonna b mental though my case is accidental I’m not gonna b gentle only judgmental I make u transcendental… And our passion is Fashion Godless distraction Not feeling compassion We cash in destruction Functioned by Funkshion We get to a junction Neurotic malfunction…. We R Screwed… So don't let be fooled! 27/January/2009 © Danloy All Rights Reserved |
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New Generation But at the end of our lives When we saw lows and highs We finally realize the demise of our nature… I `m not predicting Future, Not reading Revelations, Not reading junk sensations, Not dreaming of elation I don’t care ur accusation D` ya need an oration to explain Aggravation? Step off my space station I hate affectation So just shut it and listen To the news of aberration… Cos` we` re the final generation On dole and probation From station to station And as the cream of the nation We want standing ovation We are extraterrestReal We learnt not to fear No tears tear apart us From our guns No trust, love doesn’t `t last No fuss We shoot and ask… I don`t care what u wear What u dare or is it fair… Don’t be unaware Prepare and beware Cos` I do have a spare bullet u Muppet Let me suggest it… U don’t have to question Reaction and Action It’s just simple perfection of the mind U don’t find, u don` t hide the answer... U have no pride 2 b a gangster so just piss off Mr. Ganser Don’t b like a cancer cos` I’m gonna b mental though my case is accidental I’m not gonna b gentle only judgmental I make u transcendental… And our passion is Fashion Godless distraction Not feeling compassion We cash in destruction Functioned by Funkshion We get to a junction Neurotic malfunction…. We R Screwed… So don't let be fooled! 27/January/2009 © Danloy All Rights Reserved |
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