Night on Br?cken

FATES WARNING lyrics

FATES WARNING lyrics

"Soldier Boy Lyrics"

Preaching The End Of The World Lyrics
Hello, I know there's someone out there who can understand And who's feeling the same way as me I'm twenty-four and I've got everything to live for But I know now that it wasn't meant to be 'Cause all h


Little soldier, plastic pistol
aiming for the head.
Now you see me, now you don't.
You missed me, you're dead.
Laughing, hiding in the bushes,
scatter for your life.
Little soldier tripped and fell,
get him with your knife.

Electric eye is loaded,
it shows them it's okay to kill.
They eventually will.

Mother calls you in for lunch,
put the war on hold.
Too rough to play with
April Showers Lyrics
Life is not a highway strewn with flowers, Still it holds a goodly share of bliss, When the sun gives way to April showers, Here's a thought that we should never miss: Though April showers
other kids,
how many times you've been told.
Laugh at pain it's silly.
He'd make the soldiers bleed.
Break the flesh, twist the bone,
bring them to their knees.

You don't throw stick and stone,
you leave the little girls alone she said, leave them
alone.
First sight of blood at ten,
fell off the swing and cracked his head, it's all red.

A still and quiet conscience,
regardless of their doom,
Boy Is Crying Lyrics
boy is it coming to me lotta bodies i don't know hoped i could get some sleepin' hope that they will go that boy is crying forget about the lying he's not singing cause his

The victims play, they're on their way,
Soldier Boy.
No sense they have, of ills to come.
Nor care beyond ills of today,
they've lost their way, Soldier Boy.

Playgrounds into battle fields,
diapers into greens and stripes,
Mold plastic into steel, the war is real,
the solders fight tonight.
Little solder falls once more,
sees red glow like the sun.
Mother calls him back to
Arlington, in Wash
People In The City (Jack Lahana Remix) Lyrics
P-E-O-P-L-E-C-I-T-Y People in the city (x4) Moving watching working sleeping driving walking talking smiling(x4) P-E-O-P-L-E-C-I-T-Y People in the city (x4) On the
ington.

You don't throw stick and stone,
you leave the little girls alone she said, leave them
alone.
First sight of blood at ten,
fell off the swing and cracked his head, it's all red.

A still and quiet conscience,
regardless of their doom,
The victims play, they're on their way,
Soldier Boy.
No sense they have, of ills to come.
Nor care beyond ills of today,
they've lost their way,