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Ever took a punch in the ribcage, sonny?
Never met a soul who had no shrine Keep this all in your mind and get it inside my window What do we pick up trying to kill each other? You're faking it, son, gonna get you tonight I suck another breath to the hearts of the Revolution 'Cause it still ain't right Where did all the love go? (Oo) I don't know (Ah) I don't know (I bet you can't see it) Where did all the love go? (Oo) I don't know (Ah) I don't know (I bet you can't see it) Can't see the signs of a real change coming? Take another sip from your hobo's wine Get yourself a million miles from this concrete jungle This is a time full of fear, full of anger A hero's exchange for a telephone line Whatever happened to the youth of this generation? Because they still ain't right Where did all the love go? (Oo) I don't know (Ah) I don't know (I bet you can't see it) Where did all the love go? (Oo) (Now, I don't know why) (Ah) (Oh, why?) The rivers on the pavement are flowing now with blood The children of the future are drowning in the flood Where did all the love go? (Oo) (Now, I don't know why) (Ah) (Oh, why?) In this social chaos there's violence in the air Gotta keep your wits about you, be careful not to stare Where did all the love go? (Oo) I don't know (Ah) I don't know (I bet you can't see it) Where did all the love go? (Oo) (Now, I don't know why) (Ah) (Oh, why?) I bet you can't see it |
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Ever took a punch in the ribcage, sonny?
Never met a soul who had no shrine Keep this all in your mind and get it inside my window What do we pick up trying to kill each other? You're faking it, son, gonna get you tonight I suck another breath to the hearts of the Revolution 'Cause it still ain't right Where did all the love go? (Oo) I don't know (Ah) I don't know (I bet you can't see it) Where did all the love go? (Oo) I don't know (Ah) I don't know (I bet you can't see it) Can't see the signs of a real change coming? Take another sip from your hobo's wine Get yourself a million miles from this concrete jungle This is a time full of fear, full of anger A hero's exchange for a telephone line Whatever happened to the youth of this generation? Because they still ain't right Where did all the love go? (Oo) I don't know (Ah) I don't know (I bet you can't see it) Where did all the love go? (Oo) (Now, I don't know why) (Ah) (Oh, why?) The rivers on the pavement are flowing now with blood The children of the future are drowning in the flood Where did all the love go? (Oo) (Now, I don't know why) (Ah) (Oh, why?) In this social chaos there's violence in the air Gotta keep your wits about you, be careful not to stare Where did all the love go? (Oo) I don't know (Ah) I don't know (I bet you can't see it) Where did all the love go? (Oo) (Now, I don't know why) (Ah) (Oh, why?) I bet you can't see it |
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| 4:32 |
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Face check, I walk this beach
I'm frying in the heat In the cauldron stir me Chomp down my diamond teeth I ain't got The simple things in life have been lost You have got to witness This is your last retreat My last repeat All my friends are as sharp as razors Cut you down if you touch the faders High class girls hung in elevators Now, we have got the floor Get loose, get loose Get loose, get loose Get loose, get loose Get loose, get loose Get loose, get loose Get loose, get loose Get loose, get loose Get loose, get loose, eh You can't miss me, I'm still alive Snake skin shoes, I'm pleading homicide Come on and feel this, I'm still alive Joker meet you on the other side Banshee, I hear you call We need to raise the dead We need to raise the people Cut throat, this blood runs thick It is true the simple things in life have been lost You have got to witness We are the last beatniks The lost heretics All my friends are as sharp as razors Cut you down if you touch the faders Listen up, all you masqueraders Now, we have got the floor Now, we have got the floor Get loose, get loose Get loose, get loose Get loose, get loose (yeah) Get loose, get loose (yeah) Get loose, get loose (yeah) Get loose, get loose Get loose, get loose (yeah) Get loose, get loose Get loose, get loose Get loose, get loose, eh Get loose, get loose Get loose, get loose Get loose, get loose Get loose, get loose, eh You can't miss me, I'm still alive Snake skin shoes, I'm pleading homicide Come on and feel this, I'm still alive Joker meet you on the other side (This is your last) Get loose, get loose Get loose, get loose Get loose, get loose (this is your last) Get loose, get loose Get loose, get loose |
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