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Kinky Sex (Makes the World Go Around)

Dead Kennedys

Give Me Convenience or Give Me Death

1987

stockpile in their back yard, they wouldn't even know w
T looked like¡­so how 'bout it? look¡ºwar is money. the arms manufacturers tell me unless we get

Kinky Sex Makes the World Go 'Round

Dead Kennedys

Give Me Convenience or Give Me Death

1987

bombs again. 
Put a nuclear stockpile in their back yard, 

They wouldn't even know what it looked like
So how 'bout it? Look-War is money. 
The arms

peace-keepers but are they keeping the peace
Or do they patrol our soil just seeking what’s underneath?
Look, nobody wins in war
Except for arms manufacturers

of dollars to manufacturers of arms

And then we talk about love and peace 
That we all should share

I wanna know 
I wanna know for sure
I wanna know 
How

one minute later
Cars are bigger and better
But the manufacturer's satisfied never
In a world full of crime
I can't let you take that ride

And it's too

politicians and chemical giants walking arm in arm

Mon-san-to
(Let our farmers grow) what they want to grow

When the people of Vermont wanted to label food

the American farm
With fascist politicians and chemical giants walking arm in arm

Monnnnnn-sannnnnn-toooooooo
Let our farmers grow what they want to grow

When

Millworker

James Taylor

Live

1993

life.

Now my mind begins to wander 
To the days back on the farm.
I can see my father smiling at me, 
Swinging on his arm.
I can hear my granddad's

Millworker

Fallen Angels

Happy Ever After

1999

life.

Now my mind begins to wander 
To the days back on the farm.
I can see my father smiling at me, 
Swinging on his arm.
I can hear my granddad's

A new wave of British denim
A new wave of British denim

Cheap Trick tattoo on his arm
He told me from Yeovil to Yarm
There's a new wave of British

I'm bouta pull the alarm this shit a code red. U fuck around wit them arms get left wit no head. I need yall to bear wit me but I'm no Ted. No Law in

God takes sides
Only sometimes
God takes sides
Only sometimes
Yet you are His arms
You are His arms

He doesn't have a contract with a weapons

arms strong
Life's a bitch so I got a hard on
Leaving all the bozos banging over postcodes
But don't own the house they live in
When you're young, that's