You're fat and ugly and you don't care, You got a beer back and greasy hair You always talk and you never shut up, And worst of all you always beat me
They call him a Nazi, they call him a child cause he holds his head up high, Too proud, some times too wild He's the one who's full of hate, the target
chaingang in the georgia sun just trudging down the road warden with his shotgun and a double buckshot load one of the inmates was a skin with a clean
Sitting on the porch of life, They feel no problems or encounter any strife They're the people who all look the same, Stagnant lives that never change
has put our government up for rent There's millions out of work and that's nothing new, No one will take notice, not people like you [Chorus] {Heroes
The police do nothing Justice is a joke Only bring the money bags And the people broke The courts do nothing And the lawyers set em free If you got the
Up in the morning splash water on my face, I'm not a winner I'm a disgrace The mirror shows no image of perfection, I see myself and it's a negative
We'll never be another country's slaves and we're sure to live free for the rest of our days Thanks, thanks to the bomb No one would dare do something
Not gonna say what I'm thinking about to you, and if you stay like that then we are through Cause life is not a trial run I know I've just begun to find
He's the one who stands out in the crowd, He's the one who stands up straight and proud He's the one that feels out of place, In society he's got a strange
started out five years ago and we are still true blue but now after all the laughs, what happened to you? you talk about a new nation, say your the youth
Monday morning can't open my eyes cause everyone's looking for me My life's no longer a seven day weekend cause I'm still asleep on my feet Wanna stay
Spend the daytime in the sun, spend night time at the club Some fun! Some fun! We always have a laugh We're never holding back, some fun! some fun! Cars
Poor mans got a hard life to live, Rich man's got nothing to give Feel your life going down the drain, Nothing but failure and pain You say you were
Like a chicken running without its head, Our country's debt is to its dead Under a sky so cold and gray, The youth of our country died before their day
Out on the streets on a Saturday night, No problems on my mind But around the corner with some steel in his hand, Is an end that's most unkind Poor Robert
We're the Anti-Heros now we're here, steal your women, drink your beer Join with us you got nothing to fear....That's Right! They all run when we come
Me trae sin cuidado Las horas que trabajas Si tienes mucho dinero O muchas medallas de plata No creo en ninguna raza O clase social alta o baja No soy