Criminales de raices devastaron la cultura. Acosados nuestros indios murieron al luchar. Criminales de raices. No arrasaron de nuestras tierras esclavizando
Somebody alert the authorities, I got criminal intent Conspiracy to engage in lewd and indecent acts and events I'mma wind it, grind it, oh my, I'mma
You got a criminal mind, you got criminal looks Boy you better look out, you're gonna get hooked Don't you ever feel guilty when you come up short Man
You got a criminal mind, you got criminal looks And boy, you better look out or you're gonna get hooked Oh, don't you ever feel guilty when you come up
There's a price war at the cut throat drugstore More than a little guy could ever afford No over the counter cures for the non prescription blues More
I woke up today On a hospital bed And the white coats say "You were next to dead" But you're the perfect criminal And so we gave you life You're the
Outside the South Central area Few cared about the violence Because it didn't affect them (Break 'em off somethin') Back to the criminal set But they
Telephone Operator Why can't I see you later Telephone Operator Why can't I see you later Tell me is it wine That makes things so fine Or is it 'cos you
Sing me the kind of song you hear in an operetta In an operetta Sing me the words I long to hear out of Violetta In an operetta She will fast be outcast
Sitar singing on the operation And people say they can't walk out I remember you walking in That's why you got this door looking lock stock Oh, in the
Standing so tall / The ground behind No trespassers / On every floor A garden swing / And another door She makes it clear / That everything is hers A
As he came into the window Was a sound of a crescendo He came into her apartment He left the bloodstains on the carpet She was sitting at the table He
Lets go verse They call it a scene I call it disaster Down here the kids grow up faster Scared they're scared to the bone Like a pack of wolves they
Expensive vitamin pills and wheat germ on your windowsil Your schedule's hectic and you've got no time to kill Earning money and you're spending it the
- Bodies consecrated to the earth - Spirit to the light... - Life can't be infinite - Only pain is eternal Cry for the ruined time You've lost to understand
Bodies consecrated to the earth Spirit to the light... Life can't be infinite Only pain is eternal Cry for the ruined time You've lost to understand
pantone seventy one running parallel centered along the towns miles of perforated lines to stabalize just a couple more lives its those tailgators that
darkness again sleeping upside down on a pillow of nails push it, smile oh talk, talk, talk, talk, talk for a while blinded, blinded can't see a door