Lyrics:
'bout love
Talking 'bout love
Talking 'bout
Factory air-conditioned
Heat begins to rise
Guaranteed to run for hours
Mama, you're the perfect size
Movin', yeah
Mobile, mobile, mobile, mobile, mobile, mobile, mobile
I don't care about pollution
I'm an air-conditioned gypsy
That's my solution
Scene: After his capture, Flash is taken to a secret hideout to have
His brain cleansed, and his mind conditioned.
Flash, Mr. Black and the Mad
rounds
And that's grounds for separation
Preparation for better things
Gonna grow a new set of wings
And fly away
Robot action, conditioned response
the money I just want your time
An air-conditioned car won't ever cool my heels
I'd rather have your love than money for the bills
We don't need to stay
la grippe.
When they get on that train to Niagara
And she can hear church bells chime
The compartment is air conditioned
And the mood sublime
the baby boom has come of age, we'll work it out
I told my brothers don't you ask me for no favors
I'm conditioned by the system, don't you talk to me,
In Europe and America there's a growing feeling of hysteria
Conditioned to respond to all the threats
In the rhetorical speeches of the Soviets
the baby boom has come of age, we'll work it out
I told my brothers don't you ask me for no favors
I'm conditioned by the system, don't you talk to me,
co-defendant
I got Don Life on my pendant, I'm conditioned to do the distance
And I just set up the pensions, family set like my intentions
Been balancing
free, set them free)
You can't control an independent heart
Can't tear the one you love apart
Forever conditioned to believe that we can't live
We
sell
But I will deliver this address
Your souls conditioned don't impress
You, a man in a purple dress
A man in a purple dress
And a teardrop tattooed eye
They call me Little Caesar in the
Brotherhood of crime
I know about the pain
Dying in an alley with an
Air-conditioned brain
I
Screaming in a ritual of sound and time
Floating, drifting on the air-conditioned wind
And drooling for a taste of something smuggled in
Pretty women
free, set them free)
You can't control an independent heart
Can't tear the one you love apart
Forever conditioned to believe that we can't live
We
In Europe and America there's a growing feeling of hysteria
Conditioned to respond to all the threats
In the rhetorical speeches of the Soviets
searching what we never had
Always ignoring what's in front of our face
We've been conditioned to think
The grass is always greener on the other side
Yeah, yo
You were that foundation
Never gonna be another one, no
I followed, so taken
So conditioned, I could never let go
Then sorrow, then
at all we had newspapers on the wall
It was air-conditioned in the wintertime
Oh it was just an humble hut but its door was never shut
And a man could get
You understand my hesitation
Why I get quiet sometimes
All the ways I've been conditioned
What I think is real, you redesign
It's how you catch
pretending we're something we're not
I re-position my hands, my hair, my cheek
So you might listen to me
I've been conditioned to win a piece of the war
conditioned your whole existence,
But you just haven't understood.
Call me a sinner,
Call me a saint,
Take what you know of me,
Burn it all the same.
I'm
How many people can I hate in my mind
With an intention of murder
Have the people fear me
The people bleeding
Once they're conditioned, it's
This is where I am
This is who I am
Some will say conditioned
Some will say naive
This is where I am
This is who I am
Some will soon fall
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