of shame so you look where you are just for once in your life will you stop playing dead just for once in your life will you stop playing dead Years have
Hey there, I saw you down at the dance floor I see you break a sweat, I guess you get what you pay for You got it going on, I see you're working it too
cool Like football star in school Someone to sell me Someone to tell me I'm a dead rock star in a dead rock car I'm a dead rock star I'm so afraid
ni wa nan darou. hitotsu ika ga? Pop music Dirty pop P - Mou chippo na konpu wa gomen da O - Kurippu shite yooga, hizunde yooga P - Heddo anpu, shiirudo choku de itainda POP
like one? Pop music Dirty pop P - I'm sorry for the cheap computer O - The clipping is distorted P - With head amplifier, and shield I want to be direct POP
, pop is dead Long live pop. It died an ugly death, By back catalogue. And know you know it gets you nowhere, And now you know you realise. Oh no, pop
Pop pop goes the pimple, the pimple Pop pop goes the pimple, the pimple Pop pop goes the pimple, the pimple Pop goes the pimple 'cause the pimple goes pop
fucked up world it is too tell me. tell me the story the one about eternity and the way it's all gonna be WAKE UP WAKE UP DEAD MAN WAKE UP WAKE UP DEAD
pop is dead Long live pop. It died an ugly death, By back catalogue. And know you know it gets you nowhere, And now you know you realise. Oh no, pop
of pop culture Lights out, brain dead Another victim of pop culture Small minds, force fed Another victim of pop culture shot dead Some complain that true rock is dead
spot you, unless you carry guns a lot too A bare tuff thing come at you When Trenchtown man stop laugh and block-off traffic Then them wheel and pop
dem spot you Unless you carry guns a lot too A pure tuff tings come at you When Trenchtown man stop laugh and block off traffic Den dem reel and pop
wat ya heard She tried to pull ma fly south I ain't want da bird cause I been killng dese hoes Dese niggas jus drop dead' in da drop head All we do is
see a +Dead Man Walking+ [Red Cafe:] I guess it's left to me, the popcorn slinger, to pop off nigga Callouses on my pop finger, pop off nigga Pop through
When the shots from the revolver spread Duck, I don't discriminate, leave CEO's and artists dead Make slugs a part of his head Vanish then pop up in a
gotta slow bop in the proda low tops, My domicanna sell out a co-op, She also can suck the gum outta blow pop, (Woo!) The feds wanna talk to my accountant
the oath) That's why I'm tryin' to send this metal through your head Cause you got me curious, you probably look better when your dead Nine by the spine