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Josephine is not your kind
She believes in magic and rhymes
You tried hard to make her fine
But she sleeps with acid

Do her parents know it’s for real
When she asks them to be high
I don’t know
But they will sure be aware of it

She smokes clouds every single night
Should be glad that she’s alive
In her head she sees butterflies with pistols

Josephine is not your kind
She believes in ravers with dimes
You tried hard to see her eyes
But they’re made for others

She runs to the club with some cash
And spends them all on pleasure
In her head there’s some old drug
Taking care of her

Gets the very best of a man
And pays him with a laugh
Don’t you see?
She is not a mystery

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You smacked her right between her blue eyes
You didn t think ahead yeah that s what he said
Then everyone of us just turned our backs to him and said
That was not a nice thing to do
I can t believe he was so cruel

But you love your brothers no matter what they say
Yeah you love your brothers no matter what kind of games you play

And it s gonna rain - that s what they say
But we re just gonna cover our heads
And we ain t coming out until we re dead
Oh no
And It s gonna drown all of our sins
But we don t wanna loose what we got
No we don t wanna loose what we own oh no

This stinking alley s full of old cats and dogs
They got no money and they got no home
Once I was one of them but now I m on my own
And
It feels so good to be an outlaw
In your perfect world

Cause you love your brothers no matter what they say
Yeah you love your brothers no matter what kind of games you play

And it s gonna rain - that s what they say
But we re just gonna cover our heads
And we ain t coming out until we re dead
Oh no
And it s gonna drown all of our sins
But we don t want to loose what we got
No we don t want to loose what we own oh no

And it s gonna rain and thats for sure
Yeah it s gonna rain and that s for shure
It s gonna rain and that s for sure
Oh no no

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I was down in Amsterdam
Almost hurt myself to death
I pushed myself so hard just like the redlight girls
Well I cried and stopped to smile
I thought my career was over
And the dealer boys they had to bring me water

I stumbled over mountains
And the shadows of the street
I fell into the river
I cried and begged for mercy
And I talked to God on the telephone

But I really can’t tell you what he told me
But it was a lie
No I really can’t tell you what he told me
But it was a lie

When I came to Amsterdam
The hotel showed a movie
With Marlon Brando and his friend Pacino
Well I thought that this is nice
And I’m sure I can relax now
But suddenly the room was full of demons

I escaped through the window
Almost ran a mile away
I had nowhere to go
So I cried and begged for mercy
And I talked to God on the telephone

But I really can’t tell you what he told me
But it was a lie
No I really can’t tell you what he told me
But it was a lie

But nothing seems to matter
In this lonesome dirty town
But for a short brief moment
I thought she was the one
And she and I were fighting
About sex, love and TV
That’s why I had to get down
And talk to God on the telephone

But I really can’t tell you what he told me
But it was a lie
No I really can’t tell you what he told me
But it was a lie

Nieznany koleś chce nam wtłoczyć w łeb
Swą chorą mowę swój własny lęk
Czy wiesz , że jest ot nasz najgorszy wróg
Ten palant już zaraził niejeden mózg

Nie będę wierzył w to co on
Nie będę myślał tak jak on
Nigdy nie poprę jego...

Blood transfusion, revolution,
Satellites on Mars,
Man became the spawn of Satan,
Driving round in cars.

I read the news but the news didn t fascinate,
I stayed at home, watched the media ejaculate.

This is the age of decay and...

Lubiê kiedy niebo jasne jest
I gdy nie pada deszcz
Powietrze pachnie wiosn± ³adnie tak
Jest cieplej z ka¿dym dniem
Wiem wtedy co naprawdê wa¿ne jest
Co potrzebne mi
Wszystko dzieje siê naprawdê
I chyba ma swój sens

Nie bêdzie wielkiej rewolucji
Nie potrzebna jest
Nie chcê teraz byæ gdzie...

Intro:
Caan believe some guy really really bow
Caan believe dem leave unno fi be wit di man dem
Caan believe dat some guy really really bow
Zagga zow

Verse 1:
Dis gal walk inna mi life, real crazy notion love that she...

Intro: Beenie Man
Ok! Boom! Zow! Zagga zagga zow (Zagga zow) yagga yagga yagga now
Yagga yagga yagga yo, zagga zagga zow (nagga nagga now)
Anyway! Wine, watch di gal dem a wine dem a wine inn a time
Move yuh waistline, Calibe!!!!

Chorus: Calibe (Beenie Man)
Could this be L-O-V-E drivin me crazy I hear...