Fugazi Songtext
von Long Beach Dub Allstars
Fugazi Songtext
Well, you should never get your style from watching mtv
all you get is fashion, no originality
if I drove a Mercedes would I be someone?
what clothes are they wearing or what drugs are they on
Lord...
or should I be a member of the Manson family
should I kneel and praise thee
it all seems so trivial, but they call it marketing
exploiting the talent, lord what a sin thing
said I feel your pain it′s a shame,
people I feel your pain some man is the blame
but, I'm gonna break it down, any way that I can
′cause I don't wanna use my hands.
I'm gonna scream I′m gonna yell,
cause you built that wall around you,
now you can′t see out
you can't hear my words
no matter how loud I shout.
I can′t seem to move like cement on the ground.
'cause I scream at the wall but police dont hear a sound.
Keep your ass on the road and I′ll see you at the mall
try screaming at a wall but one day it's gonna fall.
and we don′t need no video to make up for our song
Get the bros together with the drum and the bass,
put the pen to the paper in a unique style.
and we mix that shit all up and then we rob up the place.
cause the club will get boring with the same old beat.
and if you need some music when you roll down the street.
people I feel your pain some man is the blame
said I feel your pain it's a shame,
people I feel your pain it's a shame,
people I feel your pain some man is the blame
feel your pain it′s a shame,
people I feel your pain some man is the blame
Hey! these naked fools,
who uh, you think they are cool
you try to deny me for simplicity.
but I don′t wanna bruise you I don't wanna lose you,
What!
but don′t try to deny me, boy!
and the Voodoo Glow Skulls, as well as the new outfit
(from Long Beach, California, home of Pennywise, The Vandals,
, featuring Sublime drummer Bud Gaugh and bassist
Eric Wilson, called the Long Beach Dub Allstars, a
free form collection of horn players, guest mc's, and a
dj, which on Saturday was also joined by the always
free form HR of Bad Brains)
all you get is fashion, no originality
if I drove a Mercedes would I be someone?
what clothes are they wearing or what drugs are they on
Lord...
or should I be a member of the Manson family
should I kneel and praise thee
it all seems so trivial, but they call it marketing
exploiting the talent, lord what a sin thing
said I feel your pain it′s a shame,
people I feel your pain some man is the blame
but, I'm gonna break it down, any way that I can
′cause I don't wanna use my hands.
I'm gonna scream I′m gonna yell,
cause you built that wall around you,
now you can′t see out
you can't hear my words
no matter how loud I shout.
I can′t seem to move like cement on the ground.
'cause I scream at the wall but police dont hear a sound.
Keep your ass on the road and I′ll see you at the mall
try screaming at a wall but one day it's gonna fall.
and we don′t need no video to make up for our song
Get the bros together with the drum and the bass,
put the pen to the paper in a unique style.
and we mix that shit all up and then we rob up the place.
cause the club will get boring with the same old beat.
and if you need some music when you roll down the street.
people I feel your pain some man is the blame
said I feel your pain it's a shame,
people I feel your pain it's a shame,
people I feel your pain some man is the blame
feel your pain it′s a shame,
people I feel your pain some man is the blame
Hey! these naked fools,
who uh, you think they are cool
you try to deny me for simplicity.
but I don′t wanna bruise you I don't wanna lose you,
What!
but don′t try to deny me, boy!
and the Voodoo Glow Skulls, as well as the new outfit
(from Long Beach, California, home of Pennywise, The Vandals,
, featuring Sublime drummer Bud Gaugh and bassist
Eric Wilson, called the Long Beach Dub Allstars, a
free form collection of horn players, guest mc's, and a
dj, which on Saturday was also joined by the always
free form HR of Bad Brains)
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