A nation of haircuts
God help us all we're a nation of haircuts
How can you ever stand tall in a nation of haircuts
We don't make ships and we don't make cars
But we look real good hanging out in bars
Believe in yourself
I used to think I was a loser
And all I did was bound to fail
To be a shaker and a mover
Keep the bad guys on your tail
Surrender:
No love here, no life
He want a punchbag, not a wife
............
No hope left, just pain
Whisky on his breath, violence in his brain
Scared kids, with marred minds
Surrender reason, love is blind
My country I & II
I would not fight for my country
I would not work to no rule
Don't have no truck with no power game
Won't be some other jerk's tool
Don't have no part of no partisans
Won't have no part because one party and another's all the same
Old friends
and so i raise my glass in a last goodbye
sleep in peace old friend, for me you'll never die
the best thing i can say, after all this time, is
you were a real friend, of mine
old friends... in better times
(dedicate a Freddie
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