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Trained to follow, our lives are hollow
Straight and narrow, confined and shallow
Stop and take a look in the mirror that s you my friend the uniform displays your fears
When you don t even agree with half the shit they say, will you be a fucking sheep and follow suit anyway?
We hid behind our frames, why am I so strange
To wear our hearts on our sleeves
Try to undress your formalities and rip your souls from the silence within yourself Acknowledge we re living in some seperate reality because the poison was implanted under your skin
Stop this is wrong, I have eyes, I can see, the image is burning me
Don t trust the system that has raised you, form infant souls to the pinnacles of society
We re so proud of our tastes but the waste is what s bringing me down
Stop this is wrong, I have eyes, I can see, the end in front of me
Cause there s always something that manages to explain
There s always something so let s redirect the blame
When the words mean nothing they re only getting in the way
I m ashamed
And afraid to use our minds, paid to hide our eyes
Stop and take a look in the mirror, that s you my friend the uniform confirms my fears
When you don t even agree with half the shit they say will you be a fucking sheep and follow suit anyway?

Hey girls, hey boys,
Superstar DJ s,
Here we go!
[repeat]
...

Hey you
You were second to none
But time has stolen your crown

Can you
Remember panning for gold
(but) your star has waned into sundown

The writing s on the wall
You re by the way to fall
So take your final curtain call

[chorus:]
Until kingdom come remember me
Take me back into the sheen
A bag of dreams one...

Penile Drip
You gotta love it when the blisters spread all over your hands
The Penile Drip
You gotta love it when the blisters come up all over your hands
Penile Drip -
you gotta love when you spread it all over the land
The Penile Drip -
you know...

Que venha essa nova mulher de dentro de mim,
com olhos felinos felizes e mãos de cetim
E venha sem medo das sombras, que rondam o meu coração,
e ponha nos sonhos dos homens
A sede voraz, da paixão
Que venha de dentro de mim,...

feat. B-Down

[Intro: B-Down]
Yo ham, Whassup, Man?

[MC Hammer]
Whassup, B-Down?

[B-Down]
Ain t nothin man, What you think bout all them fellas
Out there talking junk about you, Man?

[MC Hammer]
Oh, You talkin bout them...