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And you feel like a photo of a Cherokee Indian
On the wall of a Buffalo Grill
Pariah of the world, negro of the air
Or woman who we no longer name
So many dicks in lapidary ditches
The bullets are whistling, there's a smell of burning
All nervous, paranoid,
Rats of the cities, geeks, out of life, addicted to screens
Breaking their toys by the thousands made by distant children
It's a crisis, people everywhere, we're good nowhere
And seen from heaven, I look like what are I saying
With my super power?
Power, Power
It sucks to meet you
In every city light
What drives
Lust for power
Always wanna fight?
Power, Power
Eternally you
Got a hold on me
Singing singing
Lust for power
Never makes us free
Cosâ
Power canât stand freedom
I stop, I stop the words
The hemorrhage
I press pause, where the rage acts
But I say that in the end, the jackals
Aren't going to take him to paradise
Carts, full of corpses
With pale lips
And the pile grows, and the horses run away
There are people on the balcony, on the balcony
There are even those who have the hope that Napoleon will pass
We want you to be false in the secrecy of the ballot boxes
Or that you are true in
The mass grave
Power , Power
It sucks to meet you
In every city light
What drives
Lust for power
Always wanna fight?
Power, Power
Eternally you
Got a hold on me
Singing singing
Lust for power
Never makes us free
Cosâ
Power canât stand freedom
Cheers!
At Carlton, all the summits reached are redacted
The beefsteak of the jute and soft escort girls
While you walked under pressure
From your tent on the outskirts invoking the stars
Disaster, there's really only one thing that can hold
If it's at the extremes
At the extremes
And a few rockers who don't even scare them anymore
Their beautician's poodle
I'm not falling in the 93, April Fool's Day
I don't want it the wind ? Tied up with Easter eggs, Eudeline?
Comaque eyes, in pine holes?
Power, Power
It sucks to meet you
In every city light
What drives
Lust for power
Always wanna fight?
Power, Power
Eternally you
Got a hold on me
Singing singing
Lust for power
Never makes us free
Cosâ
Power canât stand freedom