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SHOOLL KILLER remastered
01:28
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I could have killed the teachers who treated me like a mug
If I had known the rights of a juvenile thug
What a great right it was
But I've just missed the bus
Because of his likeness they hide the Focus
But they revealed the victim's secret and a dove's carcass
How can he fix his life?
Do they think he'll be revised?
If you want to kill someone or have a scheme
You'll get off free if you're under sixteen
He said that murder is so much fun
he said that murder is so much fun
So get it while you can......Now!
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YOUNG BLOODS remastered
02:04
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Young bloods're singing in the days of chaos
And burst into flames and to cosmos
You can get the tattoo off your chest
But you can't lay your statements to rest
We're never gonna die
That's your battle cry
Young bloods, your flag flies
Now your flag is flying high
There's a saying 'Let's break the law'
But all you can do is be drunk as a sow
Break out of your cage but you don't know what to do
Through the ages you don't have a clue
We're never gonna die
That's your battle cry
Young bloods, your flag flies
Now your flag is flying high
It scares the shit out of me
You're just like a good looking girl
Who can't even cooking in the sleazy world
Your only care is what you wear tonight
You're changing your view with your style
We're never gonna die
That's your battle cry
Young bloods, your flag flies
Now your flag is flying high
It scares the shit out of me
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Useless wisdom that you've had
Limited freedom is given by your mum and dad
You ain't no friends of mine
Without you I'll be fine
Students Students
This is not for your movement
Students Students
Your tale was all spent
I'm still standing here
It's been twelve years
My days of junior high
That you passed by
You ain't no friends of mine
Without you I'll be fine
Students Students
This is not for your movement
Students Students
Your tale was all spent
Study study study hard!
You you you you just cowards!
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People hate the ghost of the Nazi-salute
But even they need the Absolute
They're saying things're going wrong
And they ask me whose side am I on
Bullshitters & Asskissers x 4 times
From the cradle to the grave they've been told
About the fear of being blackballed
Kiss someone's arse they learnt it in school
Asking for help and delight to be ruled
Bullshitters & Asskissers x 4 times
Bullshitter tells me wave no flag of my own
Asskissers want us to be their bleeding pawn
I'll kick the shit of of'em they make us sick
I'll kick'em the way DeNiro kicks
Rally around the flag, scumbag x 4 times
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There were so many things I wanted to know
Now I don't want to take bullshit anymore
I've got nothing but lousy jobs
There are geezers who treat me like a slob
When I was 16 I had never been employed
But my dream has never been destroyed
No one wants to know what's going on
I really want to be back whre I belong
As soon as I awake I have a goddamn headache
I've been getting no important things to do
Throughout the lost decade
I don't have my say for the Q.C.
I want to watch baseball on TV
I don't want to work all through the night
I want a ringside ticket for the Pancrase fight
As soon as I awake I have a goddamn headache
I've been getting no important things to do
Throughout the lost decade
I am bound to have my way
Fix my mind on a sunny day
I don't care what they say
And celeblate the lost decade
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I've been gazing at sea, still sitting in the place I belong
I see people board a phantom ship that once sank to perdition
I can hear the roar of the waves and the bottom of the ship has been staved
They're gonna raise cain. the same old shit starts again
The crew of a wrecked ship, I didn't care that they returned
But people think they have fame and fortune to burn
You've got to know where the ship steered for
The ship was not sank by a storm
No fame and fortune in a wrecked ship of the past
The ship is bleeding cussed
The ship goes down bow first
before they navigate
the ship goes down bow first
It's just like 1988
I've been gazing at the scene
I see no one knows the right from the wrong
the tides have a swift flow
I've got to know what's going on
I've been gazing at the tides come in and out
They're the sick counterfeit louts
Without a stop I've beeen on a cruise
So I can be a witness to the truth
The ship goes down bow first
before they navigate
the ship goes down bow first
It's just like 1988
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If they take your pleasure away from you
You have a right to have a good time
You don't get put down
If they take your freedom away from you
Do your duty to yourself
You've got to fight'em down to the ground
Unite to get freedom that lasts forever
And shout to them_ Union gives strength
There're wankers who're the kind
That's bullying the weak in the groupmind
They've got eyes for quantity
They've got no eyes for quality
Do you get at the truth?
What's the trueforce?
Just look about you
Yep, you've got to fight even when you're all alone
That's what you've got to do
There's no time to hold your tongue
Make sure of yourself
And we're chanting to you
Union gives strength
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The passion of youth, it's just a blast
How long will this empty glory last
You're always looking for a cause for a fuss
Any pastime will do, Up yer ass
J-League supporters Out! Out!
We are gonna outstare you
Even if your heart's aflame
You don't give a shit about the football game
J-League is showy and's up-to-date
Where will you go when the wind bates
J-League supporters Out! Out!
We are gonna outstare you
All you know about is things that're skin deep
I don't give a shit about what is hip
Offside... the ball bounced out of bounds
Awful chant is ringing the football ground
J-League supporters Out! Out!
We are gonna outstare you
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3 MORE YEARS remastered
01:48
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Things are getting worse with every single day
But the people will say it's gonna be okay
Someone shook my bed, it was 5:46 AM
To make things worse, there's A.U.M.
Not gonna give up Not gonna give up
The crack of doom is ringing my ear
Not gonna give up Not gonna give up
Stay where I am, 3 more years
I really know the end is coming soon
But all I could do was stare at the moon
Not gonna give up Not gonna give up
The crack of doom is ringing my ear
Not gonna give up Not gonna give up
Stay where I am, 3 more years
Things are getting worse
Things are getting tough
But they say it's a feeling they used to have
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Working 40 hours a week
At least I got to take a leak
The sound of the alarm cuts me like a knife
The clock ticks away my life
Watching ball games on the telly
Sitting on a box seat of Sun TV
Going out on every friday night
In braces and boots that're shining bright
We're the blokes, looking for fun
Problems got to be solved one by one
We ain't gonna run 'cos job's undone
And all we're thinking is How To Be A Man
We all stand clear with cropped hair
we don't care if you stare
Mindless violence Meaningless brawls
It's a struggle to face the writing on the wall
Need no Birbie Dolls or alcohols
Need more fare-thee-well rock'n'roll
We're the lads who're dressed to kill
It's not for a fashion, Have an iron will
It ain't no good for people like you
The truth only hurts a fool
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Everyone's got some kind of tools
No one's got clear personal rules
They're rebels without a cause
Smelling around for a two-week pose
Everyone's talking about uinon
Play the bully, they think they have won
They're rebels without a cause
They never cease til they dance on a rope
Their utopia will come to smash
But they don't really give a damn
They do nothing but make love
It wasn't union, goddamn club
Everyone's got some kind of tools
No one's got clear personal rules
We're rebels with a cause
And we'll show you our Trueforce
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THE ALPS remastered
04:44
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I felt the tradition in the ivy foliage
Vertical stripes are bright and shine in the turf
Don't turn your eyes away whatever they do
Feel the cheers of our fathers, ringing whole terraces
And Rokko winds blowing down at the Alps terraces
Won't turn my eyes away whatever they go
When the wind's blowing down Mt. Rokko
We'll be the player that's 10th on the Alps terraces
We'll get the Giants at our feet
Young Tigers are on the verge of explosion
'Cos they'll be the dynamites
It's just a restoration
See thousands of Jet Baloons flying away
Only they know which way we must go
We'll be the player that's 10th on the Alps terraces
We'll get the Giants at our feet
Fuck the unrivalled champion, we know they win and lose
We'll never quit and we're here to get the pennant race
Won't turn my eyes away whatever they go
When the wind's blowing down Mt. Rokko
We'll be the player that's 10th on the Alps terraces
We'll get the Giants at our feet
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