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The Family Values Tour '99 (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Family Values Tour 2001 [Clean] (Hutchinson, Hutch) · The Family Values Tour '98 [Bonus CD] (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Family Values Tour 2001 (Hutchinson, Hutch) · The Family Values Tour '99 (Hutchinson, Hutch) · The Family Values Tour '99 [Clean] (Hutchinson, Hutch) · The Family Values Tour '98 (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Family Values Tour 2006 [Clean] (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Family Values Tour 2006 (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Family Values Tour 2006 [DVD] (Hutchinson, Hutch) – and 90 other albums »


Finally divorced the numbers from the names we can return to your good old
Days bound and gagged by sex and race chained by family crazed by god while
We
the non-whites in their place  their, work 
Family values as a smoke screen blowing in your face their truth no 
Truth
Family values isn't something that
like unknown
Neighbors to him
He applied to them
By their first names
No signs of respect
Towards his own family

Totally scorned
Ill mannered
your first born tenderly against your chest

And through the innocence you see
The value of a family
And you feel a special bond
That only comes
in a book of lost hopes, 
But on this page is me, 
Running through setting fire to everything. 

Passed on a set of values bastardized 
By anger
the eyes

And it's sad 
So sad
Family values 
That we had, it's just a memory 
In your mind, we've gone bad
There's no love

I had a father named Mr
driver, a soldier an' a mechanic.
He was also a friend to everybody he ever met.
Ray taught me the value of Faith an' family,
The American flag, hard
you! 
You know what, you know what? 
It's all in the family. 
I hate you! 
And you hate me! 
You know what, you know what? 
It's all in the family
what? 
Both: it's all in the family.

Jon: I hate you!
Fred: and you hate me!
Jon: you know what, you know what? 
Both: it's all in the family
note
Is now a screech of terror

Child alcoholics
Fathers raping daughters
Madness in the family
Illness and disorders
Medicine that kills
Food
Here lies another victim raised by a religious family. His parents family values were no match for Ozzy. Not responsible for what becomes reality.
then she whispers "everywhere
"There is no nuclear family required any more
"My parents are the village and the village is the law"

I can see
The fact of the matter is the battle world begins with you
Be the best person you can be
Pass those values to your family
And when you pray for those you
and teenager
Influenced by tv shows wit sex and disorder
Sex pon soap operas, and sex pon shows during the time dem label family hour
Even pon talk shows, sex
to stoke on Trent
In a holding cell in Liverpool
Three days and nights I spent
My solicitor can't find me
And my family don't know
I keep telling them
When I was young I dreamt of days
When I'd be old, and far away.
I never knew those family fights
Would be replaced by lonely nights.

Lonely
Hands on stance,
if you care love somethin',
see it threatened,
you'll get angry and fight,
scorched earth policy,
nature's not valued by our
your first born tenderly against your chest

And through the innocence you see
The value of a family
And you feel a special bond
That only comes
more love) 

Hustlers put down your guns (put em down) 
Self-respect is the best weapon 
Spread love show your real value 
Set a true example by
what it means to survive

This world is crumbling I'll take my flaws
With me and beyond you
Beneath it all...
"Family values" with national pride
into the ground,
When the pity spins your mind,
Darkness fills your heart,
And I won't be around.

I've got my family, friends, and associates,
to shut up, that's what ignited me and then I blew up.

Why can't I forget?

Daddy dearest, I love you, please return back. Christian family, we once were,
I remember, wasn't so long ago
We had a one room shack and the livin' was low
And my Mama by herself raised me and my bro
Wasn't easy, but we did it
good ol' Yugoslavija - you're my holocaust of sadness
a country backed by an ancient history of knowledge and tradition
suppressed by a new world
to the value of her soul

I see the young missionary and the angry spear
I see his family returning with no trace of fear

I see the long hard shadows