mass production歌词

Before you go Do me a favour Give me a number Of a girl almost like you With legs almost like you I'm buried deep in mass production You're not nothing new I like to drive along the freeways See the smokestacks belching Breasts turn brown So warm and

Well he's a creature without a care Except for the fact that he'll only wear The things he sees in magazines He is a victim of mass production I was brought up with my own beliefs And well, I prided myself on being free But the powers-that-be invaded

Submit Lyrics Your name will be printed as part of the credit when your lyric is approved. 专辑:Rhino Hi-Five: Mass Production 歌手:Mass Production 歌曲:Turn Up The Music (Edit Version)

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風がなびく幻想 木々の葉をザワめかせ 2度ともう戻ることなどしないから 信じる力 重なった想 Re:Production Vocal: 美里 Album: SYNC.ART'S - White MAGIC 原曲: 東方地霊殿 / ラストリモート 皆が望み信じた このチカラは空へと 喜びも悲しみも全部受け止め 吹き抜けてゆく大らかな奇跡 人を信じられる心は 儚く短く時たいままで 空はいつも見ている私の近くで 人々と同じように 止められぬ想い この手をかざし願いを届けて 静寂の風が誘う 雨が止まぬ幻

Mass romantic fool wears Foster Grants His books on tape ring true Like everyone wants to say, "I love you" To someone on the radio, radio The first voice in the hollowed stars Now the one true loves, and author of My Life Among the Kids Who Go

Я люблю слушать современный Rock'n'Roll. Он снова в моде, он бесспорно хорош. Но кажется мне, он много потеряет без таких ребят, Ведь мы его дети, Rock'n'Roll это я!!! О-о-о-о-о О-о-о-о-о Мы играли забвенно, бездарно бренча. Мы делали много просто та

Looking inside, Your future uncertain The fear grows as a sickness uncured The silence agonizes, The word sound strong Look inside the eyes, Leave this world Hate through the arteries Mass Hypnosis Uncertain of being back They make you feel so good E

Looking inside, your future uncertain The fear grows as a sickness uncured The silence ggonizes, the word sound strong Look inside the eyes, leave this world Hate through the arteries Mass Hypnosis Uncertain of being back They make you feel so good E

Lord of the putrid that praise this infested world Ageless, Awaken to the Suffering Burn... the Angels of the enemies For they are beheaded to walk upon this wasteland Killing souls of unblessed Impurity Omniscient being, they pray to their god Burni

さくら通りには ぬるい風と影の中 森に憧れる人間の哀れな営み 君と分け合うためのコーラを買って歩くよ ふざけあえば分かるはず 下らないこと 変らないもの なんだか 綺麗な人形が欲しいよ 僕にとっての君みたいな Weapons of mass destruction 東へ東へ 流れる雲のように生きるには少しだけ この体は重たすぎて嫌になるけれど 戸惑う人 立ち止まる人 流される人 抗う人 嫌いになれない様々なあれこれ 太陽がなんだか恋しいんだ コンクリートジャングルに降り注いだ Weapons o

I'd give a large piece of all I have For someone to tell me who I am A small price to pay For an illusion today But when I stand my ground They just push me away I keep my mouth shut Cause the keep me fed I hide the thoughts inside my head A small pr

Mass Destruction - Bloodthorn Panzer churning, smashing, burning Crushing force on chained feet Armoured beast, steelclad terror Pulverizing, grinding meat Total war No redemption Violent death Mass destruction From the skies they attack On wings of

I open my eyes Today is the final day The sounds of my shots will fill the silence The loser and his vanquish You're having your special place in my nightmare now We, the gods are having fun now. Do you know what I hate? People, I hate Hate is the gr

Before cultivation of christmas trees they were down on their knees in the wood inspecting the trunk for good axing potential and that's how they knew if they could that's how they knew if they could it's almost almost christmas and you might, maybe

Go and look for the dejected Once proud idol remembered in stone aloud Then on coins his face was mirrored Take a look it soon hath slithered To a fractured marble slab, renunciation clad His nourishment extract from his subjects, subjects That mass

(Saafir as radio host) Rrrah, uhh, bitch! It's radio radio station, cat Xzibit huh? K-W-Balls, Daniel Thompson hold like this Like that in fact, with a fat-ass Battlecat track I'm takin caller number one, that is.. Rrrah uhh, bitch - you took too lon

Let the rhythm hit 'em I'm the arsenal I got artillery, lyrics of ammo Rounds of rhythm Then I'm 'a give 'em piano Bring a bullet-proof vest Nothin' to ricochet ready to aim at the brain ~Now what the trigger say Tempos triflin' Felt like a rifle Mas

I'm coming for ya 'cause,'cause I adore ya and, I like to get inside your mass production. This indecision has, has got me cringing well, I can't resist the smell of your seduction. Did I let you know? Would you like to go? Unwrap the package with ho

Sprawling on the fringes of the city In geometric order An insulated border In between the bright lights And the far unlit unknown Growing up it all seems so one-sided Opinions all provided The future pre-decided Detached and subdivided In the mass p