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A little island way far away
That s loved and admired in the U.S.A.
England s scene is cool for them
But here it just creates a bunch of problems
People here wear circle A s
Right beside it the flag of the U.K.
Circle A no government that s quite clear
So what s the Union Jack still doing there?
A-U.K. means anti-U.K.
United Kingdom go away
Remember you live in the U.S.A.
England s stale anyway
I don t care what Wattie says
Fuck the U.K. that s what I say
They re just jealous they can t see
What in the world is the S.P.G?
Dump on the Irish for 800 years
Can t they see they re not wanted there?
Australian fields red with blood
Their English masters had to have guns
Their scene s divided by the punks and skins
We are united, always will
Phoney division made by our underground press
That we too are divided and we re in distress
Some English groups aren t even bands
They sound like a bunch of pots and pans
Cry about a war that doesn t exist
Americans are hated, we still persist.

My life’s on time,
But again my sense is late.
Feel a might unsteady,
But still I have to play.
Six to one’s the odds,
And, we have the highest stakes.
And, once again I gamble with my very life today.

Highly polished metal,
The oil makes it gleam.

Leaning against the wall

Your eyes are cold
I know you ll tell me all

Not to fall
I lean against the wall

I m on the floor
Not listening anymore

I should have known
The things to which you re prone
(You...

More than meets the eye

He s got a slow slow ride, got a camera inside
He takes a picture, hangs it up to dry
And there s one girl named, and anothe rdisplayed
All the time you can t help feeling ashamed
Given new reasons to survive
He keeps a number of them alive

One one one

Oh, i went up straight
oh, i went upstate
where i heard about a boy
a boy

Calm and tranquil now
and we engineer
something open wide
some place people hide
i stare

Makes me dream sometimes
makes me dream sometimes
i dream
i stare
i stare

And when your summer ends
when you re on your last legs
that time can t mend
will you still...

We gonna make it

Uh, uh...
Fuck... the.. frail shit
Uh, cuz when my coke come in
They gotta use the scales that they weigh the whales wit
[Styles]
Carsons on the jeep, but Gotti made the prototype
Hoped you d get the picture but you just can...