: For god's sake You're just like a brother For god's sake Not like any other For god's sake You're not just another man For god's sake There
: The updates of the anchorman And Reuter's breaking news Information fills the waves With different points of view The breakfast table, battleground
: Mother nature comforts us Embraces to her breast Fields of gold and icy plains We feel her great caress Cocooned by earthly majesty A cosmic
: We hit your mind We hit your soul One of a kind Always more and more Thunder above Lightning below We're overhead Nowhere else to go Please
: I'm gonna blow your mind And push you higher I have my way to find And nail the liar You want it cleaner, I make it meaner Anyway you want You
: I've been around and done some things But I am proud of what I've been Some call me many different names You'll burn in hell when you touch my pain
: We're revving up, we're coming through We're breaking out, just for you Ripping up and all that crap We're gonna make the better map So here we
: I've been away from home Was out of sight No other change has come Who let the boredom in We got our rocking rights We'll overcome The mirror
: I'M MAD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! MAD FOR CRAZY I'M MADE TO ROCK STILL MAD FOR CRAZY ROLLING TO THE TOP MAD FOR CRAZY I'M MADE TO ROCK STILL MAD
: Cold wind in the morning A telegram arrives Arriving with no warning Another mother cries Husbands, sons and brothers Hailed the call to war
: I'm gonna blow your mind and push you higher I have my may to find and nail the liar You want it cleaner - I make it meaner - Anyway you want You
: There are secretes better left alone, like Pandora's Box Throw away the master key, high-tech fantasies And the mystery of our history, strories
: I ate the moon for breakfast I had the sun for tea I opened up the papers And drank the oval sea I beat the holy armies I claim my own terrain And
: We lie and cheat the game Corruption's everywhere We try to buy our justice Lies are hard to beat When our days are over Cross the great divide The
: Call up the guns Beat on the drums Join the hell Grey magazines Evil machines Zero two ten Eighty-eight millimetre mortal rounds AK 47's make a hell
: Reporting for the duty There's fever in our blood The target is still locked on No. X has just begun Raise your arms for rhythm Join and swell
: Enter the land of the iceman A place where the sun never sets Where the vains of the land are strong and crystal clear Under the spell of darkness
: Detrimental assets, money down the drain C-C-Cash in all their pockets (let's) ride the gravy train Playing at casinos, yachts and caviar Mistresses
