Lyrics:
будто сафари
Зачем мне жениться? Мне ещё рано
Ты недотрога? Нет, ты пиранья
Без отношений, мне так приятно
Эй, middle age
Я в новом трипе, как Аллен
for
Wise woman power and herbal lore
"Thou shalt not suffer a witch to live"
Inquisition in the middle ages
Phallocentric Christian outrages
Thare
of a jigsaw jet
Boy don't let the Earth get in your face
Its a middle-aged displace
Its the middle ages snide
Boy we're a million miles away
And to think
the middle ages
We're making this world our own cage
We've locked the door, thrown away the key,
Calling our brothers our ennemies
The third world is calling
Hallelujah
Roman church
Leading curse
Preaching middle age
Confiscates human life
Through a simple condom cage
New born sekt's
Growing facts
That can't be
and the poor
Middle ages
Bubonic symptoms
Lymph nodes enlarged
Bleeding skin, appears to be black
Thick vile mixed with green scum
Granting remission of sin
tearing apart your miserable… life
You will die!
Yeah
I’m the Black Death of the Middle Ages
The swarms of insects eating crops and book pages
My favorite
him in a cage
Kept him sitting waiting there
To show the tortoise middle-age
Cause you never back an animal that struggles on two legs
I'd rather back
salad days
Creepin' up on middle-age
Chasin' down the latest craze
Oh yeah, all-right
If you want it, then it's great
If you don't, you'll have to wait
of the broken day
in the middle of an empty room
in the middle of the ending age
life is like cinema
no number on the ticket
so
you couldn't be sure
where your
two slices white bread Texas style.
Order in order out order online,
Order by mail fax toll free anytime.
The waitress is a middle age ex-hippie
Patriotism's all the rage (it's not too late)
It's prevalent in middle age
The apron's hanging burning at half mast (it's not too late)
It's not too late
middle age and saturdays
and I still wait for the cops to come where the station since burned down
Still expecting they'll pick me up for all the sins I
and I didn't break
Road to success gat fifty ways
I had no breaks but I did the race
Mama left in her middle age
But a bitch nigger
Is what she didn't
Presidents may change
Things stay the same
Every era a re-enactment
Of the pathetic middle age
Hiding in the darkness
Pushing through the sadness
Here it comes
I can feel this one
You ready
Here we go
Yo let's do this
In my head
Age is just a number
I might be middle-aged
But my mind is
The murmur grows - until they rage
It is not a scenery
At this market-place in middle-ages
Somebody - in the crowd -
Speaks a prayer
Hundred burning
(Middle-age)
The product in the packaging
Of multi-layered glam
150 layers of materials
To cover up a sham
Protecting my planet
Wrap it in plastic
to lose track, I'm in the middle of a love
Oh, for ages I've been squandering my time
Staring at the walls
Legless with a wandering eye
Never thought
knock 'em like Barry Bond
Lead 'em like Farrakhan cuz' 'Fan the Spawn of the Necromonicon
Middle Age of the Aquarius
The Nine Taurus in Hand that'll Bag
wear that coat
In the middle of the summertime
Another ice age is comin'
You better wear your coat
Somebody throw me a fire
So we can burn this
wear that coat
In the middle of the summertime
Another ice age is comin'
You better wear your coat
Somebody throw me a fire
So we can burn this
my middle name
Yes I am a little cray
And you all belittle me
Bet your little minds will change when I go & hit the stage
I surprise the middle age
Jump to the Middle Ages dark and cold
Superstitions grew stories were told
Black cats feared said to bring bad luck
But those who loved 'em never gave
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