sábado, 28 de maio de 2011


They're gonna clean up your looks,
With all the lies in the books,
To make a citizen out of you.

Because they sleep with a gun,
And keep an eye on you, son,
So they can watch all the things you do.

Because the drugs never work,
They're gonna give you a smirk,
Cause they got methods to keep you clean.

They're gonna rip off your heads,
Your aspirations to shreds,
Another cog in the murder machine.

They said "All teenagers scare the living shit out of me,
James Cook, skins

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