Traduction: Forgotten Rebels. Posent pas de questions.
Over so called holy land so many have to bleed But they won't blame god or each other They'll blame American greed After all who sold them the guns As
I'm never sure of nothing Life is always touch and go I have to please all the people inside me The worst thing is let them start to argue They enjoy
I see horrors in my dreams Mutants trying to touch me Farmworkers harvesting syringes Off mountains mad of human pieces KILLING IN MY SLEEP MERCANARY
On the streets of Oberhausen Winding through the Berlin alleys So innocent about their sins They still believe that they can win Not afraid to speak
escape persecution So many paths to chose to traverse I live with my choices why can't you ASK ME NO QUESTIONS-I'LL TELL YOU NO LIES ASK ME NO QUESTIONS
You want another drink so you saddle up to the bar You need another drink so you saddle up to the bar You're putting on a show and forcing all around
And you can't see past my shades Past my shades Past my shades And you can't see past my shades Past my shades Past my shades [B.O.B:] Well ask me a question
like ?maybe another night? But: she aint in no hurry to had home From there I was in her ear, just like headphones So I inquired, what she desired I started askin questions
you, Then I gotta say peace to you. With all due respect I do respect you enough to expect... Effort is all I ask. If we gonna last more, I gotta ask
wasn't a sin, a sorry life in judging every action And as they're feeding your mind with this shit you forgot How to speak how to ask all the questions
yeah? so? I'm like so? You gon' need a stich you keep actin' like that, ho I look like your husband slut? That's a rhetorical question You talk to me
real It's so erotic having you Tell me how it should feel But I'm avoiding all the hard cold facts That I've got to face So ask me just one question When
say, what's fair to say, and what not to say? Let's ask Dr. Dre Dr. Dre? (What up?) I gotta question if I may? (Yeah) Is it gay to play Putt-Putt golf
ask, it's been itchin' at me Is it just because [Chorus] [Verse 2] Alright now I, I just flubbed a line I was going to say something extremely important But I forgot
They ask me am I ok. They ask me if I'm happy Are they asking me that because of the shit that's been thrown at me Or am I just a little snappy And they
want to get out of this dump I just want to watch TV I want to be loved I want to be different I want a brother and sister I'd just rather be forgotten
I want to get out of this dump I just want to watch TV I want to be loved I want to be different I want a brother and sister I'd just rather be forgotten