It will all end in tears It will all end in tears It will all end in tears It will all end in tears It will all end in tears It will all end in tears
tears It will all end in tears It will all end in tears It will all end in tears It will all end in tears It will all end in tears It will all end in
has a sound all of its own. The only thing we can tell you it is that it is incredibly infectious, undeniably uplifting and definitely danceable, *
t really velvet... they were, you know, kind of like velvet. It's a, what d'ya call it? Uh, a `metaphor'. It's a metaphor, get it? ``Look out! Look
It all seemed so idiotic, all the accusations of unpatriotic The fall we'll always remember, capitulating silence Election November before the winter
Crowned in his ancient glory there's a King within us all Some will say, it's all in vain that he doesn't have a name He is the King of all Kings The
kick in yo door, lay it all down on the floor Tell me something I don't no, All you bitches gotta go Give me please all of the coke or I'ma shoot you
like drums coming to you, ye can't run Struggle with the thoughts, am I normal or not Abused all my life even when I called out to God What the flip, it
it, it was hectic when I scrambled on point like a knife I'm living life as a gamble living in the rotten apple, yo where every corner is rotten to all
party to get the head bumpin' Split it up, hit it up but get it up While I set it up, causing confusion, we wet it up From the drum tracks, guitars strum
they batter down the door Who you are and what you say You?ve built it up some other way Isn?t that crime these tears divine Love you tear me up sometimes
sank the shame on our coffin But in the end we must all die alone So it's to youth I sing you this story And it's of youth I sing it now Like the train
than they bark Are loudly shouting "We are sane Not insane" And the chorus says "It's all quite normal" la-la-la And the chorus says "It's all quite normal
deepest secrets like psychic readers What's the matter with y'all I splatter y'all Against the mutha fuckin' wall with these raw lyrics I catapult None of y'all
, down, down It doesn't matter where I start, I always end up Falling through those same old crowded rooms Me and Sarah Jane We had it coming all the
