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Yesterday I was at peace with myself today is another story
I feel like they`re watching me every second and that is why I worry
I just can`t stand the stifling fact that they`re looking for me now
They know where I live
They know what I look like and just don`t ask me how

So I sweat
So I sweat
I`m so freaked I`m soaking wet
This is it
This is it
They`ve spiked my drink
Made me sink
Freaked me out so I can`t think
So I sweat
So I sweat

I gaze over my shoulder every time I gotta cross the high street
I stare into the ground so as not to eyeball the ones that I meet
I guess police protection is out of the question
That much is becoming clear
This is such an outrage it is a disgrace
The way they`re fucking with little old me
Come on

I see their reflections in car parts mirrors and heavy fumes
And in disney tunes
They talk without whispering
`Cos they think I`m not listening
Like dolphins are singing in ultra high wavelengths thay talk to me
That`s just it you see
I just can`t shut them off
All I do is sweat

Well I come I come I come I come alive
With a shiver shiver shiver down my spine
I can`t believe all the things that I see
I try to run they hold on to me
Escape by foot won`t get me far
And the bastards boobietrapped my car
I totally fucking fail to see
Why this shit has to happen to poor little me

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I never thought that I would be the one to say
I never thought that I would be the one to care
I never thought that I would be the one to say this hurts
I never thought that I would see myself right there
But now it s falling apart
I m speaking right from the heart
Which I should have from the start
An unbelievable mess
I wouldn t be here unless
I believed there are things to confess
I have been feeling so hollow
Can you fill the hole I have inside
And if you want I will follow
I ll keep going til I m running blind
I m sleeping with the lights on low
And Joni Mitchell on the radio
Somebody else I m sure could find a way to work this out
Somebody else I m sure could find a way to
Somebody else I m sure could find a way to let it out
Somebody else who wasn t as messed up as me
I hear your voice in my head
There s nothing left to be said
Now all the angels are dead
An unbelievable mess
I wouldn t be here unless
I believed there are things to confess
I have been feeling so hollow
Can you fill the hole I have inside
And if you want I will follow
I ll keep going til I m running blind
I m sleeping with the lights on low
And Joni Mitchell on the radio

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Los Angeles, at the corner of sunset and fairfax, walking west

Ooh, I love the smell of violence in the evening.
Hey Bob George fuck off alright.
I just got my grand wake up call.
7 pm I woke up with a gun in my right hand, and so I`m like «what».
Though at this point I suppose someone could be fucking with me, or else I`m really
gone this time. Damn crystals.
God I hate that neon sign. Let`s see, virgin records, George Michael, Mariah
Car...Yeah, what`s this then. Tony Bennett! He makes pop records too now. Aw,
this is too fucking much!
Hey Mr. Truck Driver don`t dim those fucking headlights goddamit!
You`re making me very nervous. Don`t honk at me man. I`ll fucking have you killed.
Stupid motherfucker. What`s happening to me.
I used to be cool. Now I`m like a fucking alarm clock.
Not sure exactly what`s going on but I`ll tell you this much.
I think we`re looking at the last day of my life.

*
On the strip, outside st. Francis hotel

Oooeeeh sunshine boy on the run tonight. This definitely is white boy day. Damn I
feel good. Well lookee here. Now this is a classy place. Very nice. Le mondrian.
And them latino backslapping asskissing bell boys outside. You can have anyone for
a fiver and a smile in Hollywood. Why y`all running. Haven`t you you seen a
semi-desperate guy with a loaded piece before. Elvis! Elvis! Elvis fucking Presley!!
Well get the fuck ou..well for crying out loud! Oh man...Hey look I just want you to
know Elvis that I never believed that whole FBI bullshit about you. Y`know fuck
that!
Hey folks say hi to Elvis! Whaddya mean they can`t see you. Elvis you`re making me
very very nervous now. Yeah Elvis baby I need some assistance here man. I got
these voices in my head right. I keep saying I`m funky they keep saying I`m dead.
Y`know what I`m saying.
«You the next little fucker in line, white boy!»
Yeah that`s what they say swear to god. They`re everywhere man.
Them mothers trace my narrows ass. I`m so fucked.
I got this sinking feeling that what we`re dealing with here man.
Is the last day of my life.

On the strip between la cienega and san vicente.
Walking past the dozen or so pavement restaurants where the rich and famous gather
during those Hollywood afternoons

Say Elvis what`s with the NBC car and the camera and stuff.
Hey it`s leno doing a piece for the tonight show.
Oh man this could be my break. Hey jay over here. No here. Jay! Jay!! Jay you
can`t just drive off like tha...Oh fuck!
Now what y`all lookin at!
Don`t pointing at me sucker hey man you see this. Ooeee nice piece huh. Shit. Hey
where them sirens coming from. Ah I get it I get I you rich motherfuckers out to get
me huh.
Why d`ya turn on me. I shoulda been one of you.
Shouldaa been in a tarantino movie. Y`hear I know all the lines man. Well who da
fuck needs you any damned way. Come here girl.
Yeah you blondie. You and I gonna take a walk. Shut up! Oh shit.
Meet my good friend mr. Elvis.
Shit I got a dozen voices in my head I`d like to introduce your ass to as well.
But there`s just no time.
`Cos I`m walking on a line.
With my eyes closed. Afraid to peek.
And find out that I`m looking at the last day of my life.

*
On the corner of sunset and horn avenue, right outside Spago`s

Damn tonight`s getting dark fast. Hey mr. Fucking Spago d`ya have a table for me
and my partner here mr. Elvis.
See Elvis I`m about the only motherfucker who ain`t been in there.
Now where all them cops come from huh.
Now I don`t mind saying that this is making me very very nervous!
What`s that officer. « Put the gun down and let the girl go»
No officer I really don`t think so.
See `cos I`m a bad motherfucker. Yo bitch check out this poem.
I just made it. Yeah goes like this. 3...4
« You people never treated me right. So I`m gonna make a stand tonight. I`ll place a
bullet in the bitches head. And after I`ve made sure she`s dead. Then I`ll lay me
down to sleep. And I`ll pray the lord my soul to keep. And if I should die before I
wake. Then y`all say that kid sure was a flake»
Aah come on bitch smile. I just made you live forever. Elvis my man.
I guess this is the end of the road.
Now we gonna ride into the sunset. So let`s go. No no age before beauty I insist.
Too bad I never married and got myself a wife. So she could be here now to witness.
The last day of my life. And as the sun sets in the west, I bid you all a fine farewell.
Yippie-kay-yeah motherfuckers!! Thank you for letting me go.Thank you for letting
me know. What it is that I missed. But lord. I`m not pissed.

Freedom fightin dad
Bombed his pad
Called him a terror
Put him on wanted ads. [x2]

Daddy s M.I.A.
Missing in action
Gone to start
A revolution
Freedom fighter got injection
He no act
He got no reaction. [x2]
...

Questa è una canzone sulla cacca,

certo l argomento può sembrare un po volgare, lo capisco, ma vi suggerisco di dimenticare qui

il lato gretto, in pratica l oggetto, in qualsivoglia aspetto o forma voi lo conosciate

pensate, invece, a quanto e quali...

I was born of fire, baptized in sweat
I walk alone, when the sun sets
My heart is hard, and my blood is cold
from getting kicked in the teeth
I m too young to feel so old

But don t get me wrong...

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With the drum and bass to another dimension
Everyday we struggle and trying to get higher
Let your bad thoughts burn like a ritual fire

This ya weed n inspiration, dub commin a vibration
a human revelation of my world
Years ago explorers travelled around the globe
But...

I woke up in white cotton sheets
With a glass of champagne in my hand
I looked out the window beside me
Breathed in the sea and the sand
And all felt fine

I stood up on a white tile floor
Took down my hair and I cried
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