All that I'm hearing from you Is white noise, white noise All that I'm hearing from you Is white noise, white noise If looks could kill I'd be in trouble
Nails on the chalkboard I dream and then I see your face again Words you were singing years ago It feels like yesterday But I'm coming around I can only
Oi! ? ? ? ? You let yourself down and you don't know why But you've ? ? ? ? I'm the original I'm the original When it comes to the suburbs, I'm the
Estan saliendo ruidos siniestros Sciedad cautiva de ruidos molestos la gente pide a gritos Ranidos violentos Enfermedad masiva de tiempos modernos Oidos
Ich laufe auf zwei Beinen rum, die nicht zu mir gehA¶ren. Sie reichen ganz knapp bis zum Boden, doch ich kann sie nicht spA?ren. Sie tragen mich durch
Meet me in the valley See me pass on the street You'll find me in the garden Trampled flowers 'neath my feet The oceans will seethe And have no reprieve
Grand Old Opry music show Playin' on my radio Fiddle and a steel guitar In some little redneck bar Parkin' lot full of four wheel drives You won't hear
[Chorus: 2X] White noise, made its way into my life It should all get cancelled I don't think I can handle you going channel to channel [Slug] A million
Inhale/exhale Inhale the injected voice Inhale the exhaled Inhale/exhale Inhale/exhale Exhale the inhaled Inhale/exhale And released the liquids in drops
Hey! what's that noise? do you remember? kill yourself at work for what seems nothing at all then you go home and you cry and you feel so very small,
Blind, product of pride Fuck, you don't speak for me Proud is what I am But I never condemn a man One race, no way Nightmares come true these days We
Another Pendulum Swinging to the left and to the left again I tried to stay to the right And do what's right We're all where to constant fight You know
All the people that you know, they say you're ready to break down All the people that you know, they say you're ready to fall I hope you know that you
You know I hear a lot of talk So I'm headed for the stereo store To get a white noise maker and turn it up to ten Or maybe the interior Of somewhere
Rastus was a nigger, thug mugger junkie Black golly gob big horny monkey Pimp pusher coon grinning piccaninnies Send him home soon back to the trees
Against the odds, we proved them wrong We challenged and we won We're doing things our own way Just like we've always done People try to tell us why We
Don't wanna talk anymore Not gonna answer the phone I wish that I was alone So I could be by myself I think I'll go for a walk And leave this chaos behind
Turn away girl when you talk to me Junk nation i am sick of you Wish i could put my head in the sand Information like a cartoon My girl my girl i