What kind of times are these
No one hears, no one sees

I got a lie
A fat fuckin' lie
About a law
Idiots obey
They made it easy
Now cheaters have their way
You hi-di-ho's
You're living on your knees

Now there's a time...
But i say non like now
There's a time
Where idiots are bound
If there's a pole
Planted in your back
Then you're a fixture
Not a man

You know that man
You hate?
You look more like him
Every day everyday
Hi-di-hos!
2 good shoes
Won't save your soul

Tides are turning
Idiots Rule-JA

This is a snakeskin jacket! And for me it's a symbol of my individuality, and my belief... in personal freedom!-Wild At Heart

You're a bum
You're a punk
You're an old slut on junk
Lying there almost dead on a drip in that bed
You scumbag, you maggot
You cheap lousy faggot
Happy christmas your arse
I pray God its our last

I could have been someone
Well so could anyone
You took my dreams from me
When I first found you
I kept them with me babe
I put them with my own
Cant make it all alone
I've built my dreams around you

Fairytale in New York-Kristy Mccoy&The Pogues

Can anyone explain?
The rules are insane
I try to refrain
Confusing myself again

This is our home but what can we do
Millions of vehicles still burning their fuel
My conscience is going and hope yours is too
Will we ever learn too… Promises bound
White papers not enough
Heads to the ground
There’s beauty but not enough

Poisoning glow
Seasons unchanged so
I’ve got to get to know, that
Something’s we just won’t know
Because

This is our home but what can we do
Millions of vehicles still burning their fuel
My conscience is going and hope yours is too

Will we ever learn too… Promises bound
White papers not enough
Heads to the ground
There’s beauty but not enough

Sky is red
Still we learn, wild
Skies out there

Pond Life-The Reegs

So we laid back and we watched space revolve
With bodies of astronauts long cold
Blinking like lonely satellites
Where we left vapour trails
Through cotton skies
Come on let's scratch the heavens one last time
Cause we're all sinking in the sunshine
And though you'd love to stay
Well you said you must be on your way
To where the rainbows and ufos
Fall ten at a time
In a shower of glitter and gold

UFO-Amplifier

Everything will be OK in the end. If its not OK, its not the end.

But there is always the hills...