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that was gonna work?

When they have your "best interests at heart"
It's a load of rubbish from the start
You're tearing it apart
Cause you take

blue 
Alcohol and huffing glue I don't know what to do 
Cause I'm in love with you 

This life is not luxurious, this rubbish is my throne 
One man's

growing stronger now, among the village
When will they see, this is all just rubbish
Innocent victims hang lifeless
All the trials were just worthless

of salt
To let all rubbish rot without a thought.

All and all we walk or crawl.
Either way still covering ground.
In banners or bandages.
All and all

We can't undercover
No more discussion
Tired of waiting
Tired of running
Stop with the bullshit
None with the rubbish

We can't undercover
Why's it

Filth, Rubbish, Hatred
Sadistic and dirty ash worms.
Eating the guts and bones of the remaining people



Terrorism and racism
Festering earth

telling yourself over and over again you and your walls

Yeah the ones you build so tall From rubbish and lies and tears
Thinking they'll keep you safe here

meeste
Eenheid is eensaam
Magies sal jy staan as jy aangaan
So skree volle bors uit
Wat jou siel se - jou rubbish eed le
Ja ek's Onkruid
Instrumental

Stinky creature, horror, limp of the devil 
Black with anger, lust and anxiety breath
Preconceptions, arrogance, foolish vengeance 
Utter rubbish

the rubbish bin
It makes no difference where we've been

There's no measure to
There's no measure to

The weight of the world
The weight of the world

Atlas

I found this object deep below the ground
Chance in a million under rubbish town
Where little barefoot children scratch around
Fishing for treasure

of our cruelty 
No more can this childish rubbish hold 
With what we now know 
Crushed by this new sense of it all 
The cradle must fall

You bark like a dog all day
Your head is full of rubbish
You bark like a dog always and everywhere
Nobody knows whats going on in your head
Maybe its

Rubbish bags strewn on the mountainside
Tent doors closed all the way
Campfire burned itself out through the night
Scorched black upon grey

In the morning I went for a walk
Pump up Yagodytsy
Spent the whole day walking
Here is such rubbish


My buttocks fire three
I walked all day
We went

stereo
Volume knob turned down low
And rubbish on the radio

From John O'Groats to Elmer's End
With busted lights and dodgy plates
Scrawled with a ball

a bit of soul
Like I did again
Strip to masses just to prove myself
Trust in anger, powder to the flame
Boredom and wisdom, rubbish at the end…

Bold

of rubbish music that have no audience at all
Many will laugh at me because I only produce quantity but not quality music
I just want to spend my retirement

purple spots, Mr. Grinch.
Your soul is an apalling dump heap overflowing
with the most disgraceful assortment of deplorable
rubbish imaginable,
Mangled up

Everything we shared
Happy ever after
Is this how it ends?

Pack all your stuff
In rubbish bags full of love
And memories

How can you leave me
You've nowhere

hate you.
I'm a beggar, You're richy man.
My house is a rubbish container.
I live as toadstool in this fucking land
Go fuck away with your tenderness.
I

or
That rollie on your cuff
I stick to the script, and incinerate rubbish
Militant, I don't tolerate a
Lot of dumb shit

You're a Mean One Mr. Grinch

Sixpence None the Richer

Happy Christmas Redux, Vols. 1-3

2010

of deplorable
Rubbish imaginable,
Mangled up in tangled up knots.

You nauseate me, mr. grinch.
With a nauseous super-naus.
You're a crooked jerky jockey

words, make a sound
I'm telling this blank wall I love it
But it don't believe me it just says rubbish
Are you serious
No I can't do this
Do this for real