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a nigga clock
Everybody gettin' rocked when we hop out
Pussy better not cry now
Nigga where we from it's the code that we live or we die by
Grrrrrat,
Thinking back to when I asked Naomi out
Sitting around in a wooden classroom
Planning my line with a friend from Cornwall
Hiding my erection with
all the rockin? tunes
What ever happened to those rock ?n? roll days 
Today go away too soon

Oh yes sir

Well I used to live in the country
Right by
everybody's lives
I'm in everything you see, you belong to me

Oh, you might walk down by the station through garbage and rust
Breathing all the diseases, just

Boy/Girl

U2

Boy

U2

1980

the things 
That I've been missing out 
Finding all the things 
I lose my mind 
Sometimes fall behind 

You and I we live on the big ship 
And time goes
the things 
That I've been missing out 
Finding all the things 
I lose my mind 
Sometimes fall behind 

You and I we live on the big ship 
And time goes
about.
I'm finding out the things 
That I've been missing out.
Finding all the things
That blow my mind
I sometimes fall behind.

You and I
We live
live I will be remade
 The sand is like a razor
 Slashing at my face
 Everyone's in panic but you can't see any place
 It's a sand storm, taken by
of the few things I feel a part of

I know its true, I'll never leave, I'll never say goodbye
I'll always be a girl of means as long as I'm by his side
Announcement 1 (track 1) 

"It has been rumored that a new People's Army has been formed by a certain 
'Commander Black'. A few minor incidents
beautiful and that's invincible there marching by your side. in the fight of our lives we chase away the butterflies. we don't crack skulls but find a way
tearing me in two.
I miss you, could you come around sometime?
This list is what went right.

Your name is written twice.
We live like astronauts
live I will be remade
 The sand is like a razor
 Slashing at my face
 Everyone's in panic but you can't see any place
 It's a sand storm, taken by
can tell by the clothes you wear
And the size of the diamond on your ring

As long as there's cash around
There's always hope
But once you see what your
What's wrong with everyone?
There's a panic in their eyes
Like others getting close are aliens, in disguise
They smell conspiracy on the lips
and was moved by the grief of her parents
When we lay....
(disco)
Catch a ball that she threw
Then she's gone and I never knew
Turn around she's back again,
Beastie Beastie Beastie Beastie Boys gettin' live on the spot
Puttin' all kinds of shame in the game you got
We keep the party movin' to the broad
to panic
Don't feel your age
I hear you live in
A golden cage
You get so manic
You get so spun
Get out my
You're a loaded gun
Come around midnight
I
need to panic
Don't feel your age
L hear you live in
A golden cage
You get so manic
You get so spun
Get out my
You're a loaded gun
Come around
The prowling demons side by side
The final proof that death is life
The reapers army built to kill a tragic return to our world
I can see the terror
on
Create our lives and the things that go wrong
So to the deaf, the blind, look around and listen
To what it is you want and for what you're wishing
to see me here is to pass me by and to watch me live is to watch me die your conscience ignored your panic spread you're whimper in the wind that no one
on
Create our lives and the things that go wrong
So to the deaf, the blind, look around and listen
To what it is you want and for what you're wishing
of the few things I feel a part of

I know its true, I'll never leave, I'll never say goodbye
I'll always be a girl of means as long as I'm by his side
to you.
The scapegoat is chosen and hunted among delusions of the few.

Panic bleeds into the brain, a high pitch from the sky.
Gripped by the instinct