Posted on 10:15 Hrs,outubro 23rd, 2007 by fabioze

Annie’s 12 years old
In two more she’ll be a whore,
Nobody ever told her
It’s the wrong way.

Don’t be afraid with the quickness you’ll get laid
For your family get paid
It’s the wrong way.

I gave her all that I had to give,
I’m gonna make it hard to live.
Big Salty tears running down her chin
And it ruins up her make up
I never wanted

A cigarette,
rests between her lips
but I’m staring at her tits,
It’s the wrong way.

Strong if I can,
But I am only a man,
So I take her to the can,
It’s the wrong way.
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Posted on 08:01 Hrs,outubro 22nd, 2007 by fabioze

Naughty boys in nasty schools
Headmasters breaking all the rules
Having fun and playing fools
Smashing up the woodwork tools
All the teachers in the pub
Passing ’round the ready-rub
Trying not to think of when
The lunch-time bell will ring again

Oh what fun we had
But, did it really turn out bad
All I learnt at school
Was how to bend not break the rules
Oh what fun we had
But at the time it seemed so bad
Trying different ways
To make a difference to the days.
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Posted on 07:58 Hrs,outubro 22nd, 2007 by fabioze

Yes this is a campaign
slithered entrails
in the cargo bay
Neutered is the vastness
Hallow vacuum check the oxygen tanks
They hibernate
but have they kissed the ground
pucker up and kiss the asphalt now
Tease this amputation
splintered larynx
it has access now

Cut away, cut away
Send transmission
From the one-armed scissor (3x)
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Posted on 10:47 Hrs,outubro 21st, 2007 by fabioze


Girl, you’ll be a woman soon

I love you so much, can’t count all the ways
I’ve died for you girl and all they can say is
“He’s not your kind”
They never get tired of putting me down
And I’ll never know when I come around
What I’m gonna find
Don’t let them make up your mind.
Don’t you know

Girl, you’ll be a woman soon,
Please, come take my hand
Girl, you’ll be a woman soon,
Soon, you’ll need a man
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Posted on 12:00 Hrs,outubro 20th, 2007 by fabioze

They see me mowin’ my front lawn
I know they’re all thinkin’ I’m so
White and nerdy

Think I’m just too white and nerdy
Think I’m just too white and nerdy
Can’t you see I’m white and nerdy
Look at me I’m white and nerdy

I wanna roll with the gangstas
But so far they all think I’m too
White and nerdy

Think I’m just too white and nerdy
Think I’m just too white and nerdy
I’m just too white and nerdy
Really, really white and nerdy
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Posted on 11:51 Hrs,outubro 20th, 2007 by fabioze

I close both locks below the window.
I close both blinds and turn away.
Sometimes solutions aren’t so simple.
Sometimes goodbye’s the only way.

And the sun will set for you,
And the sun will set for you.
And the shadow of the day,
Will embrace the world in grey,
And the sun will set for you.
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Posted on 09:14 Hrs,outubro 19th, 2007 by fabioze

Desculpe
Estou um pouco atrasado
Mas espero que ainda dê tempo
De dizer que andei
Errado e eu entendo

As suas queixas tão justificáveis
E a falta que eu fiz nessa semana
Coisas que pareceriam óbvias
Até pra uma criança

Por onde andei?
Enquanto você me procurava
Será que eu sei?
Que você é mesmo
Tudo aquilo que me faltava
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Posted on 09:11 Hrs,outubro 19th, 2007 by fabioze

I wasn’t looking for a lifetime with you
And I never thought it would hurt just to hear
“I do” and “I do”
And I do a number on myself
And all that I thought to be
And you’ll be the one
That just left me undone
By my own, hesitation

And for the million hours that we were
Well I’ll smile and remember it all
Then I’ll turn and go
While your story’s completed mine is a long way from done.

Well I’m on a champagne high
Where will I be when I stop wondering why
On a champagne high
I’d toast to the future but that’d be a lie
On a champagne high, high
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Posted on 10:47 Hrs,outubro 18th, 2007 by fabioze

Du bist hamma, wie Du dich bewegst in dei’m Outfit, hamma!
Einzigartig. Unglaublich. Hamma.
Du weißt, dass Du übertrieben hamma bist.
Warum bist du nicht geblieben?

Ich guck’ rüber und Du stehst an der Bar mit’m Sektglas in der Hand, wunderbar.
Ich musste einfach hinsehen, hingehen auf ‘ner Skala bist du nicht drauf, zu schön, ja.
Ich kämpf’ mein Weg durch zu dir, denn ich weiß ich will nur zu dir,
doch als ich dann da war, Du und dein Sekt - oh shit - ihr wart schon weg.

Du bist hamma, wie Du dich bewegst in dei’m Outfit, hamma!
Einzigartig. Unglaublich. Hamma.
Du weißt, dass Du übertrieben hamma bist.
Warum bist du nicht geblieben?

Ich find’s hamma, dass Du nicht so viel Scheiße laberst wie die Ander’n,
die sich auf den Partys immer nur an mein Arsch klammern
und sich dann mit Cocktails das Leben süß schlabbern.
Du bist irgendwie anders.
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Posted on 09:14 Hrs,outubro 17th, 2007 by fabioze

Boy walking the spot he so fresh and
He got what he needs impressin
Just look at the way that he dressin
Ain’t no question chicks like What?

Girl walkin the spot she stop traffic
She got everything you can’t pass it
so Jessica Alba fantastic
Instant classic boys like Woooo!

Baby I can see us being like that
Baby I can see us dancing like that
Baby I can see us chillin like that
We don’t need no more than He said She said
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Posted on 09:10 Hrs,outubro 17th, 2007 by fabioze

She’s freaky and she knows it
She’s freaky but I like it

Listen

She grabs the yellow bottle
She likes the way it hits her lips
She gets to the bottom
It sends her on a trip so right
She might be goin’ home with me tonight

She looks like a model
Except she’s got a little more ass
Don’t even bother
Unless you’ve got that thing she likes
I hope she’s goin’ home with me tonight

Those flashing lights come from everywhere
The way they hit her I just stop and stare
She’s got me love stoned
Man I swear she’s bad and she knows
I think that she knows
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Posted on 08:56 Hrs,outubro 16th, 2007 by fabioze

Oh
Well imagine
As I’m pacing the pews in a church corridor
And I can’t help but to hear
No, I can’t help but to hear an exchanging of words

“What a beautiful wedding! What a beautiful wedding,” says a bridesmaid to a waiter
“And, yes, but what a shame, what a shame the poor groom’s bride is a whore”

I chime in with a,
“Haven’t you people ever heard of closing the goddamn door?!”
No, it’s much better to face these kinds of things
With a sense of poise and rationality
I chime in,
“Haven’t you people ever heard of closing the goddamn door?!”
No, it’s much better to face these kinds of things
With a sense of
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Posted on 08:47 Hrs,outubro 16th, 2007 by fabioze

The faster we’re falling
We’re stopping and stalling
We’re running in circles again
Just as things were looking up
You said it wasn’t good enough
But still we’re trying one more time

Maybe we’re just trying too hard
When really it’s closer than it is too far

Cause I’m in too deep, and I’m trying to keep
Up above in my head, instead of going under
Cause I’m in too deep, and I’m trying to keep
Up above in my head, instead of going under
Instead of going under
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Posted on 10:18 Hrs,outubro 15th, 2007 by fabioze

As life goes on I’m starting to learn more and more about responsibility
I realize everything I do is affecting the people around me
So I want to take this time out and apologize for things I have done
And things that have not occurred yet
And the things they don’t want to take responsibility for

I’m sorry for the times I left you home
I was on the road and you were alone
I’m sorry for the times that I had to go
I’m sorry for the fact that I did not know
That you were sitting home just wishing we
Could go back to when it was just you and me
I’m sorry for the times I would neglect
I’m sorry for the times I disrespect

I’m sorry for the wrong things that I’ve done
I’m sorry I’m not always there for my son
I’m sorry for the fact that I am not aware
That you can’t sleep at night when I am not there
Because I am in the streets like everyday
Sorry for the things that I did not say
Like how you are the best thing in my world
And how I am so proud to call you my girl

I understand that there’s some problems
And I’m not too blind to look
All the pain you kept inside you
Even though you might not shook

If I can’t apologize for being wrong
Then it’s just a shame on me
I’d be the reason for your pain
And you could put the blame on me

you could put the blame on me
you could put the blame on me
you could put the blame on me
you could put the blame on me
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Posted on 10:12 Hrs,outubro 15th, 2007 by fabioze

Zumbale el mambo pa’ q mis gatas prendan los motores
Que se preparen q lo q viene es pa q le den, duro

Mamita yo se que tu no te me va’ a quitar (duro)
Lo que me gusta es q tu te dejas llevar (duro)
To los weekenes ella sale a vacilar (duro)
Mi gata no para de janguiar porque

A ella le gusta la gasolina (dame mas gasolina)
Como le encanta la gasolina (dame mas gasolina) (2x)
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