Tytuł: Big Brother

• Wykonawca: Mad Caddies
• Wyświetleń: 344

we are one in a million we are one and the same
  like buildings of our generation,
  they're in our name
  they'll censor it with a whistle now
  while back in 1952
  the mercy of our mother there is nothing left to do
  it's only human nature pollutes temptation
  we have reserved bookings for the fathers of our nation
  
  his things gone too far
  we're entirely described
  the peeling microwavers and a telescopic eye
  intimate dimension keeping perfect track of time
  the rolling mass of thunder on a simulated line
  
  we are all one
  it cant be undone
  were stuck
  there no future!
  
  if i had my way
  i would fly far away,
  where noone else could find me
  and build a home
  i could call my very own
  the way it was supposed to be