Tekst :

I m talking about the badlands
Ain t nothing but a sadland
I don t blame it on the city
But the badlands put its mark on you

I see Johnny at the corner
As the Popsicleman
All of a sudden he s got a gun in his hand
Now Jonhny s in a wheelchair
Cause of the Popsicleman
At the wrong place at the wrong time
Now he understands

I need to find some peace of mind
I need a rest, I need to unwind
this hangin and bangin goin on This ain t no hell, this is my home

I m talking about the badlands
Ain t nothing but a sadland
I don t blame it on the city
But the badlands put its mark on you

(SWING:) Bad Land!
You gotta know the streets muthafucka
It can t be no one time beef muthafucka
Can you feel me really
I hope you rocking mic s
Than you ain t slinging dope
Check the masses who major in the gunblast
On yah filthy rich ass
Cause you ain t never cut class
But they did
Now they re fuckin underrated
And ain t trying to throw no joints, or no bullshit
Just drink liquor, smoke hydro and just pull shit
Stay jigg without the man, stack the grand
Cause the plan done work
Now we re duckin from Uncle Sam
Blam! Take that on yah way out
Stay out! Yah days out - lights out!
Back to my hideout
You inside out makes the inside edition
A scar is my tradition
Doin you in intermission

She s just a wannabe
Just wannabe be somebody
She s just a wannabe
Just wannabe be somebody

Tekst :

Boys are getting down
Sisters fool around
Let me tell you a tsory
about my side of town

Johnny was the sweetest kisser
Thinking that he wouldn t miss her
Little did he know
That she would let him go
Mary was a happy girl
living in a different world
grooving all night long
and listening to this song

Boys are getting down
Sisters fool around
Let me tell you a story
about my side of town

Bobby was a shooting star
but he didn t get that far
dreams went up in smoke
as he went for the toke
Whatever you like is fine with me
What turns you on and set you free
Grooving all night long
And listening to this song

Boys are getting down
Sisters fool around
Let me tell you a story
about my side of town

Tekst :

She s just a wannabe
Just wannabe be somebody
She s just a wannabe
Just wannabe be somebody

In the city the wheels are spinning fast
Can t show no pity, but she said it wouldn t last
Without my friendship
No, I ain t gonna shed a tear
Cause from this time an now on
I won t let strangers near

She s just a wannabe
Just wannabe be somebody
She s just a wannabe
Just wannabe be somebody

In the fast lane, for those about to rock
A constant manhunt, for creditcards and stocks
She burnes our ties
No, I ain t gonna shed a tear
Cause from this time an now on
I won t let strangers near

She s just a wannabe
Just wannabe be somebody
She s just a wannabe
Just wannabe be somebody

When dollar is a nation,
And domination is the game
Superficial people
Burning bridges in the fast lane

She s just a wannabe
Just wannabe be somebody
She s just aw annabe
Just wannabe be somebody

Daylight lucidity
Streams through me
Let me dream
Out of this world, out of this world

Chorus:
I cannot sleep
Sedate me
Wide awake
Animate this soul
I m still following the pain

Daylight lucidity
Beam on me
Come to me
Into my sleep, into my sleep

Repeat chorus

Don t try to wake what is unreal
The secrest only you must seal
You hold the key...

Some of us are reaching for stardust
Some of us are digging for gold
But it won t mean a lot on a mountaintop
When the wind reaches out for your soul

Some of us stand in the spotlight
Waiting for a round of applause
When the people go home you re left all alone
To face...

Babe it´s me calling
Are you alive and well
How is your mama has the weather been ok
Do you forget me
Do you exclude my name
When you narrate your life to all you newfound friends
But I am creeping up on you...

Y en a qui élèvent des gosses au fond d?un H.L.M.
Y en a qui roulent leurs bosses du Brésil en Ukraine
Y en a qui font la noce du côté d?Angoulême
Et y?en a qui en peuvent plus de jouer les sex-symbols
Y?en a qui...

We lost our green land
We lost our clean air
We lost our true wisdom
And we live in despair

Sisters, O sisters
Lets stand up right now
It s never too late
To start from the start

Wisdom, O wisdom
That s what we ask for
And yes, my...