Sick of all your bollocks, you're a bore You've always got something to say And to me I see no way That you'll ever be any other way Not today
's the key And they don't know who we are And who's to say that we're not good enough? And who's to say that this is not our love? Mother don't tell
Man, We must find the P.A. Mase. All my population's dying, And we're all in tune to doom. Like the Daisy, I need water I need chesnuts to consume.' '
the old Into a new light, what a way But this what a way Has been a way of today Anyway push couldn't shove me To understand a path to a basehead Consumer
my lips [George H. W. Bush] If the virtues of tomorrow Set the need on the way We never had a future anyway We had no future 'till today Time and tide Will not
[includes a quote from Isn't It Romantic? (Rodgers/Hart)] Don Pardo: In today's rapidly changing world, musical groups appear almost every day with some
through your block a day I'll bring terror to your squad and make you rock away Don't depend on tomorrow you can get shot today I'll spit acid on your
rise Kneeling and trembling before him Waiting on knowledge, fed to us with a plastic spoon Consuming the scraps, of the misquoted and deceased, with every word spoken today
nation: In the balance it will hang, Consumed with the pain. The courage of the blue, The valour of the grey. So very sad but true, Consumed with the
lose [India Arie] I don't mean to be decadent I might sound like a hedonist But the simplest way I can put it You become a habit The more I consume,
singin' a love song, I'm so consumed, so consumed Thinking that you can do no wrong, I'm so consumed, so consumed Never off the phone, even when you're not
As I live and breathe I'm watching, watching the world die We greet this with apathy no longer Consumed by self We walk through each day With no mind
with apathy. No longer consumed by self. If we can't break the silence. How can we survive? Seach inside youself. Know that you're alive. We must not
Verse1 How many cups of wine will I have consumed? The people realise they have rolled past my tomb We're drinking whisky in a brave new afternoon The