Shadowlike they haunt me at night Horrible dreams to grab my sleep Whatever I do, wherever I go They're always near beside If these turn up there ain
Tribal war, panic on their faces Guns ring out, bullets leave their traces the crowd's in shock, what's happened here a bloodshed caused by a young sick
There's violence coming up, trouble on the streets. Gangs are taking over, but where will this lead? Do you care for their frustration, no you don't!
you know my mind is twisted i'm struggling for control a discrepant identity but fused into a whole an hour one half takes hold of me the other it is
There's a jock living in my head The fault is you - I'm embarressed left for dead Feel like a heeler, I lie down put in chains I was to start but you
We're standing in a pub, got nothing else to do. A bottle in the hand, we knocked back yet a few. When everyone was pissed, there wasn't left a dime.
It's the same old game, but you can't keep up. You mouth is gonna cry, but they wanna keep it shut. What do you expect in this break down age? Spit out
Now you're in a jam, hold your head between your hands. Clench your fist to keep your ground, in a war that can't be won. [Chorus:] Banned to the borstal
A bunch of thugs' approaching You're molested for no reason With faces looking angry You're beaten till submission [Chorus:] You're kicked in the head
a brick stone wall blocks up your escape can't hide or run away a shiver running down your neck reminds you of your fright he's behind you, he's the
The higher the peak, the deeper the fall His ambition has prooved not being worth it at all But damage is done and there is no return And he's consumed
Down in the town in the stinky clubs. I'm pissed near a collapse, but I won't stop. My hair is died, I'm a complete flop. But I can't take it, man! I
There's fuckers everywhere. It's them who make me sneer. I got no money so I went begging, they told me to go away. 'cause lazy dogs like me should
There's boiling masses on the dole. The same came off some years ago. What a prospect for my country. So give up and hope and let us be. Join the queue
Now it's time to pull you in You're annoying me and cause some bad emotions Your whole life's a sin You're a reason why I justify abortion No guts, no
Your hangover fades and the fog gives way again ... you shun the light, your limbs so heavy sweet memories of the previous night return ... out on the
You're posy styled to impress somebody You're out for fame and loads of money But selling out is nothing new You've hit the charts with a boring tune
What do you wanna hear? Well I haven't fucking changed Some progress has been made but my attitude's remained the same You'd better expect fuck all,