Quincy Punx - Part of the problem

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Part of the problem
Not part of the solution
Dont wanna think about it
I can t see any conclusion
Part of the problem
Not part of your solution
Dont wanna think about it
Dont care about your revolution
I just wanna drink and fuck
I just wanna have some fun
I just wanna be number one
I just want a punk rock girl
My brain is in a whirl
I just wanna rule the world
Part of the problem
Never will be a solution
Dont wanna think about it
End up in an institution
Part of the problem
Never will be a solution
Dont wanna think about it
Its all just mental pollution
I dont care i dont know why
Dont wanna live dont wanna die
I just wanna hang out and get high
I dont know my right from wrong
I just wanna sing this song
I know i wont be here too long
Part of the problem
Not part of the solution
Dont wanna think about it
I dont care about the constitution
Part of the problem
Never will be a solution
Dont wanna think about it
Dont tell me bout the state of the union

Inne utwory

  • We are the drunks
  • High impact camping
  • Hate on
  • Fuck pc
  • Soldiers of foreskin
  • Machine gun etiquette
  • Pig roast
  • Killer ratings
  • No brain no pain
  • Kill yourself
  • Mutants
  • The list
  • Crack lab
  • 5 State killing spree
  • Kamikaze
  • Heavy metal blackmass
  • Tour
  • Punker than you
  • Losowe utwory

    Be witched

    Hear the haunting theronade
    like a chant through a timeless abyss
    or the cries from the wolves from the
    long lost woods

    Moon-less nights caress her
    in shades of a nocturnal beauty
    she dances on cemetary ground
    be-witched by the wistful tunes of thy dark

    Enslaving eyes of a whistful darkness
    calls me as a silent prayer
    she is the...

    The anthem of victory

    She runs in circles, talks in tongues
    Said burn your Docs
    Throw out your Cosom, Your Details, Your Vogue
    She hate fashion hypocrites
    And the puppets that spew forth
    She hates people who hate, but she hates to hate
    Cause she hates negativity
    She s sick of being tired...

    Til morning comes

    Take these sore eyes
    I’ve no use for them
    Now I feel there’s
    Nothing left to see

    Take your moment
    It’s not important
    It’s destined for my
    Fading memory

    Ma baby

    ‘Til then sleep so completely
    So discreetly
    In my arms
    ’Til then lie

    Blood red tears

    Lighten up, Give it up
    I see a chance to make it up
    There s a price for every day
    You ve just thrown away
    I am all I ever was
    Didn t change the way I was
    Get a grip, Button it

    1000 Jahre schlechten sex

    Du hast mich verlassen
    Das war ziemlich hart
    Du hattest doch sofort
    Einen Neuen am Start

    Du hast mich verlassen
    Und das war gemein
    Dein Neuer ist hässlich
    Und relativ klein

    Du hast mich verlassen
    Das war nicht sehr fair
    Ich bin gut zehn Zentimeter
    Größer als er