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Albums:

Cut the Crap (The Clash) · This Film's Crap, Let's Slash the Seats (David Holmes) · Crap Attack [Bonus DVD/PAL] (We Are Scientists) · Cut the Crap (Jackyl) · Holy Crap (Das Klown) · Cut the Crap [Bonus Track] (The Clash) · Crap Attack [Bonus DVD/PAL] (We Are Scientists) · You Suck Crap (Babyland) · Not the Same Old Blues Crap, Vol. 2 (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Not the Same Old Blues Crap, Vol. 2 (Hutchinson, Hutch) – and 90 other albums »


And once again your heart is breakin'
You're thinkin' lonely is your destiny
You ain't ever been loved by the likes of me

I'd like to be at your beck
These silent chances pass one by
Who never knew of them at all.
Resigned to the hands of fate
We await her impending beck and call.

Until we
ringing
Pulled from my sleep
By invisible hands
The distant sound of a lady singing
kiss your hand,
And your slaves all at your feet.
Your minions serve your beck and call,
But they don't compensate at all,
'cause inside, mister
NOW, LET ME TAKE YOU TO THE MOVIES, MAGG,
          SO I CAN HOLD YOUR HAND.
          OH, IT AIN'T THAT I DON'T LIKE YOUR HOUSE,
          IT'S
Stealing my grain from the mouths of birds
 Touch ground for an occasional birdbath
 Crap on the heads of passers-by
Thought I felt a chill
Thought an underrated skill
A hazard to the emotionally challenged

Fibers from a rope
In the roughness of your hand you
I'm driving down a dusty road
I've got nowhere to go
No place that I can call my own
On and on this road is burning

I'm leaving all this crap
I'm driving down a dusty road
I've got nowhere to go
No place that I can call my own
On and on this road is burning 

I'm leaving all this crap
(he) always answers my beck and call,
Ever lovin' mama (daddy)mama (papa) tree top tall.
I feel so proud walkin' by her (his) side,
Couldn't get
hand steps

Back to the dormitory, where niggas
Broke my forearm and index finger, now you write glory
True holding my flag, it's all engraved in my
to nowhere
In another man's shoes instead of my own pair
I promised discretion and to be at her beck and call
I look like a dandelion and feel like
a Beck's boy
Shoppin' in the best stores, I'm the nigga to check for

Want to spend our cheese, smoke all our weed
No tattoo on titties, sayin' F-are-E
While workin' on new developments for the book bomb
In one bad experiment it blew and took a hooker arm (arm and leg)
BOW! look mom.. no hand
Studied
Born a natural loser I can't recall just where
Raised on brew and poker and a dollar here and there
Black-jack hand dealer man you better payoff
so much soul
You brought about another tour
Don't forget your four by four

Can't buy yr Miss Right
Many girls will spend the night
Stop thinkin'
and daughter met, met me in the sand
Mother and daughter took, took me by the hand
In the water
Dirty water
Swimming in the water
Swimming in the water it's
Some cat was workin' on Annie with a, Lord with a two-by-four
Hey hey hey hey, alley's the roughest place I've ever been
All the people down there,
Pale was the wounded knight, that bore the rowan shield
Loud and cruel were the raven's cries that feasted on the field
Saying "Beck water cold
in
Your hand?
To make us feel important?
Don't think you understand
You represent
A public whose views are out of date
The generation gap caused by
mind
(Hey) I splinter by my own design
(Hey) The search is not a waste of time
On and on this road keeps burning
(Break away) My hands are glued upon
I'm driving down a dusty road
I've got nowhere to go
No place that I can call my own
On and on this road is burning 

I'm leaving all this crap
Some cat was workin' on Annie with a
Lord with a two-by-four
Hey hey hey hey, Alley's the roughest place I've ever been
All the people down there
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5. You will probably cut my income by one third.

6. You are working now researching a video project.

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