I'm a hip dude
Shit dude
Pissed dude
Hanging on a distant call
Me indeed don't know it any better I'm the worst
Thing of it all
A boy
With all his toys
But I don't care for this
Like a boy
In a b
Ancient lyrics

The forest is dying
In the heat of the sun
The countryside is burning
Dying birds
liss
Excited'bout my politics
At the point
Of my blunt sick bayonet
Impressed with global causalty
I don't care for you man
I care for your dying
With my battery yeah
It's all my official joy
Who cares for you goddamned... meet
5 Years Old lyrics

(Tony Colman/Chriss Goss)
I'm going home, don't want to play
You're all much olde
 that hip
Dude
By your own roots
So pay now
I don't pay for you man
I pay for your dying
With my battery
It's all my official joy
Oh god why am I such a stupid boy thank god
Thank god
Believe that part
Face now
I know I care fo
At Last lyrics

you wrote your number on the back of his hand
he made a promise you made a plan
h
r it
I start bloody war
So stout that I need whore
When I'm proud
I know I have to choose
Wank down my battery
Well can't you see
You bastards
I bring you silence
Straight after the violence
This job I do
Is good for you