Machine Head lyrics
Machine Head lyrics
"Colors Lyrics"
I am a nightmare walking - psychopath talking
king of my jungle - just a gangster stalking
Living life like a firecracker - quick is my fuse
Then dead as a deathpack - the colors I choose
red or blue cause a blood - it just don't matter
Sucker die for your life with my shotgun scatters
we gangs of C.A. will never die....just multiply
Colors!
you don't know me, fool - you disown me
I don't need your assistance, social persistance
any problem I got I just put my fist in
My life is
I'm Here Lyrics
Walking around Thinking about you Remembering those days When we used to be so close And all those things That we?ve been through Wondering why Did you leave my in that way? Chorus: And I'm here... I stil
violent, but violent is lifeWalking around Thinking about you Remembering those days When we used to be so close And all those things That we?ve been through Wondering why Did you leave my in that way? Chorus: And I'm here... I stil
peace is a dream, reality is a knife
my colors my honour my colors my all
with my colors upon me one soldier stands tall
tell me what have you left me, what have I got
last night in cold blood my boy --- got shot
my home got jacked, my mother's on crack
my sister can't work cause her arms show trax
Madness insanity - live in profanity
then some punk claimin they understandin me
give me a break, what world do you live in
death is my sect, guess my religion
Colors!
My pants are saggin braided hair
suckers stare but I don't care
my game ain't knowledge - my game's fear
I've no remorse so squares beware
But my true mission is just revenge
you ain't in my sect, you ain't my friend
wear the wrong color - your life could end
homocides my favorite venge (beach?)
Colors!
I'll just walk like a giant - police defiant
you'll say to stop - but I'll say that I can't
my gangs my family - it's all that I have
I'm a star - on the wal
Backroads of Georgia Lyrics
On the way back from Hartsfield, these country roads aint my home Two bluebirds landed in my lane just as I felt the carnage like a bomb And looking back in my mirror from this heaving life taker of lead One bluebird tried with all its heart to raise the other from
ls is my autographOn the way back from Hartsfield, these country roads aint my home Two bluebirds landed in my lane just as I felt the carnage like a bomb And looking back in my mirror from this heaving life taker of lead One bluebird tried with all its heart to raise the other from
You don't like it - so you know where you can go
cause the streets are my stage - and terror's my show
psyco-analize - tried diagnising me wise
It wasn't your brother that brutally died
But it was mine - so let me define
my territory don't cross the line
Don't try to act crazy - cause the shit don't thank me
you can be read like a punk - it wouldn'ta made (amaze?) me
cause my colors death - thou we all want peace
but our war won't end - till all will cease
Colors!