for what? A Muppet caper And all the ghetto groupies get free with the quickness And Show concentrate and only thinks about business I hate a sellout because he put me in a rage
, [after that storm has cleared] Where do we go from here, [like nights over tibet] After the storm has cleared.. =killah priest= My home is where the physco rage
Nautica fleece it ain't nothing but now I can drop 25 on the piece Butta Nats do it with whoever, who you kidding? back to back like green on the other
I have sailed a boat or two, out on the wild blue Yonder to dreams rarely come true As far as I can see from the island of green I can put my trust in
my glasses, leather coat Thirty thousand from Wilson, countin' the mill's I'm talkin' to Andre Harrell with a chauffeur drivin' me around In the green
, cuz I'm in hell I'm not sick, but I'm not well And it's a sin, to look so well I want to publish scenes And rage against machines I wanna pierce
Albany, that once stood high over Norton Green Albany, whose mighty walls the people sheltered under Albany, proud symbol set in the Highlands free (This
me Anger, turning me Into someone, I don't Into someone, I don't know Into someone, I don't know Rage, that's shaking me Rage, that's making me Into
Body crusher, 360 muncher, burnin' out on the power trip, Two-faced interragation, hell, liar, liar, panties on fire, Razor blade in the hand, rage
In your sleep, I will hunt you down! Crunch bones. Rage war. I said ''Your life is a worthless game,'' Darkness covers your life today in shadows You
letter I write There's a woman I long to touch and I missin' her so much But she's drifting like a satellite There's a neon light ablaze in the green
Rise to claim Saturn, ring and sky By those who see with their eyes close They know me by my black telescope Your green tree mantle from which these
moon is showing its face And raging orcs will set their traps And the forest will burn They hate green trees and love the dark They don't understand
Colour Of Life Green envious filled with discontent You desire what others possess You're ill willed and you're filled with spite Your deep resentment
. Go to work and tote it! STAMP LICKERS: How about them stamp lickers, ain't they champs? Drool, slurp, slobber, lickin' them stamps. Lickin' them green
Now the raging of the forest fires end And all the mammals fled I smell in the charred darkness A little green, a little red When you sing your song
in my element Once I get up there on the album charts l'm gonna win myself a billion hearts when they see Little me Saving the world tonight Pious rage
Within the stiff corpse planting my seed The taste of formaldehyde, smell of the rot Suck out the goo, feast on her crotch Raging fires of hell, burning