20-01-2009

  17:16:19, por Lugris   , 150 palavras  
Categorias: Geral, Músicas, B.S.O. da memória, Aqueles maravilhosos anos

We don't need thought control

Living easy, living free: no stop signs, speed limit. We don't need no education, I felt a little like a dying clown. Who the fuck are you?
We dont need no thought control. Don't need reason, don't need rhyme, I remember throwin' punches around.
And preachin' from my chair: Hey! Teachers! Leave them kids alone!

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"Wrong, Do it again!" Asking nothing, leave me be.
All in all you're just another brick in the wall. I'm on my way to the promised land, my heart is like a broken cup. I only feel right on my knees.
"Wrong, Do it again!". Hey Momma, look at me: my friends are gonna be there too season ticket on a one-way ride.
How can I measure up to anyone now, after such a love as this. Season ticket on a one-way ride.

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