Formidable petit frere Nous avons bousille la terre, Fusille notre mere Et l'amour qu'on t'a tant preche Savais-tu qu'on voulait t'empecher On encourage
All the people, with their backwards attitude Pointing fingers And that's a bad excuse For sitting on your ass while you complain The stupid things that
Zig zag, long duration Zig zag, slow combustion When I roll a joint, good improvement I put some drugs inside, most important But very important, long
Bailan, Bailan Why don't we try to eliminate hate, hate, hate We are one people, oh mama A planetary nation, oh mama Sharing the abundance for the greater
Wake up one lousy morning, turn 'round it's gone I don't wanna make a stink But now is all that really means anything The future is a fickle thing Take
Falling down the stairs one, two, three, four Kick the broken bodies up off the floor I just killed a good friend of mine Five, six, seven, eight and
Adolf Hitler was my hero Mussolini was my fave I killed for one man's fascist craving But now my bones rot inside their grave Don't hide! 1-2-3-4... Everyone
Mange d'la marde Avec d'la marmelade Une bonne vinaigrette Sur ta salade Mange dont d'la marde... Mange d'la marde Avec de la moutarde Ce toasts le matin
All twisted, all wrapped up in mystique You're dreaming, you're living in a movie Self-conscious, uncertain, so much to prove It must seem like the whole
Dreaming of autumn flowers Waiting for the day When I'll get to use their powers To take me away So hard to smile when they frown and put us down In my
Shut the fuck up! Shut the fuck up! Shut the fuck up! Shut the fuck up! Do you really think I got nothin' better to do Than sittin' 'round here listenin
The abused are the accused They stand the trial of pain In the crown that strikes them down You sentence them to shame All of you know the ugly truth
Tous les jours j'm assoies dans cour tout seul pis j'pense a moi J'prépare mes coups pis j'pense a tout le blé qu'm'a faire sur toi Si ma
I'm comatose I'm passed out cold I lost the flame that lit my soul There's nothing in my eyes All the feelings gone Wake me soon I'll fade away before
Ahead, my axe blade is splitting a head I won't stop till everyone is dead My axe blade is splitting a head Fresh french bread Drenched in dread Bang
When I think about younger days Long before I was played out Smoke'n in the park getting high that was the way out Dodge 5-0 they me you punks better
Silverhead with your head in the clouds Aaah you try to be wild Yeah lead the party on And you better not let them know Who you really are Silverhead
I feel so lost in this great big world I don't wanna be alone I don't wanna be alone I've been hanging out waiting for the time to come When all my childhood