Lyrics:
Karlo Marx and Fredrich Engels
Came to the checkout at the 7-11
Marx was skint - but he had sense
Engels lent him the necessary pence
What have we
your car outta that gear
Karlo Marx and Frederick Engels
Came to the checkout at the seven on eleven
Marx was skint but he had sense
Engels lent
onnatuurlik
Om asem te haal is abnormaal
Om te hoop vir iets veroorsaak net verdriet
Om te lewe is bonatuurlik
Meneer Marx was al lankal afgetree en hy het by
Yeah, I'm giving it over
Music by Peter Furler and Steve Taylor / Lyrics by Steve Taylor
©©2002 Dawn Treader Music (admin. by EMI Christian Music
calm, calm, calm
Lyrics for lyrics, calm
Yeah, hear me on the radio, wah gwan?
See me on the TV, hi mum
Murk MCs when the mic's in my palm
Lyrics
like we all a bunch of Hooligans
No gimmicks, spirit in my lyrics
Know when people hear it they gon' love or they fear it
And how we flow, when we
stricken by poverty, sittin in gunplay
(Forever and always) perfectin the grind
While tryin to become one of those expected to shine
And that's a small
calm, calm, calm
Lyrics for lyrics, calm
Yeah, hear me on the radio, wah gwan?
See me on the TV, hi mum
Murk MCs when the mic's in my palm
Lyrics
To focus and become a commodity someday
While stricken by poverty, sittin in gunplay
(Forever and always) perfectin the grind
While tryin to become one
of literature to contemplate
Written by the way when Marx was rather young
This is a truly horrifying
Piece of literature to contemplate
Written by the way when
Getting jaded
Butterfingers
Day by day
Diggin' deep, deep shores
Mating Season
Of reality
Up in
lyrics
The clouds hiding from the sun
There goes
to super scars
Know we all here to fight that war
Even when we all beaten and sore
By using lyrics, by using lyrics as our swords
By using lyrics, by using
turns us from boys to men
Stay focused on your focus don’t give your all to men
Cuz I’ve seen women get destroyed by men
Dam my little lyric, But you're
the lyrics someone lent
Stuffed with all these pretty words
But you had no idea what they meant
But people were thrilled by your elegant monotone voice
By
Sitting by the river
Thinking about the days gone by
And an old lover who got away
How I mourn the passage of time
I feel inspired to jot it down
for teens who've never heard of Marx
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I won't need it where I'm going
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Dumb bullshit's
'cause son, GOD ain't him
Let me tell you 'bout the story of when I did,
Got picked on by another kid,
He was like 12, I was 'bout 10
Didn't kno much
levels you haven't mastered yet
Walk the path of death
Calm men are those scorched
By the dragon's breath
Ammo kept by a valiant vet the plan is set
Feel
If Pennies Came From Heaven Could Karl Marx Have Been Mistaken?
Oh my darlings Jean and Rita Life couldn't be much sweeter Swinging all around you
Yeah
Same old fuckin' tie
Same coffin when we die
Karl Marx was fuckin' right, whoa
Call by my fuckin' name
Standing out is still a thing
Fuckin'
Loaded up the cartridge but the mission wouldn't start
You can't hold my pen, create a different kind of art
So there ain't no question if it's written by
Now And Forever
唱：方文
曲：MARX RICHARD
詞：MARX RICHARD
Whenever I'm weary
From the battles that raged in my head
You made sense of madness
When my
Karl Marx has got ya by the throat, Henry Kissinger's got you tied up in knots.
When you gonna wake up, when you gonna wake up
When you gonna wake
guard but they don't speak
Ain't seen no Michaeangelo
He'll be here next week.
The girl in the shoes
With the crystal heels went chaperoned by her
.jpeg/275px-Harpo_Marx_playing_the_harp_(cropped).jpeg "Harpo Marx")
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