The Eighties Matchbox B-Line Disaster

From me to you, right through and far
It looked the same as ma and pa
Put down your shield and love with me
Come on and feel affinity
I fall asleep and then I dream

A ship to sail, across the sea
In hope we see, our day of release
We see again, and you are we
Raise your flags, and cheer with me

ah aaaaaaaaaaaaaaah
ah aaaaaaaaaaaaaaah

I feel the world under my feet
I see the dead, I hear the beat

ah aaaaaaaaaaaaaaah
ah aaaaaaaaaaaaaaah

Don’t hit your face on the back of my hand
Fuck with my face if it makes you a man
There’s a reason to believe in God
WAR!!!

Now is the time I say unto you
Take off your fear and know me and you
There is a God that you want to know
WAR!!!

It’s cos I say, the human breed
We break the Earth, We come to feed

ah aaaaaaaaaaaaaaah
ah aaaaaaaaaaaaaaah

So raise your head and proudly say
I am the stuff, I am the Way

ah aaaaaaaaaaaaaaah
ah aaaaaaaaaaaaaaah

Now is the time to rise up and sing
Why change the world thats eating away
Scream tonight if you wanna talk
Lets Fight

We play the hardest, we play the best
I stand the guns, no hole in my chest
No retreat, no surrender
WAR!!!
WAR!!!

WAR!!!
Swap all your friends and exchange the pain
Smile at my face but you don’t know my name
The only friends will kill you
WAR!!!

Roll out the carpet, open your arms
We got the weapons doing the harm
No time for love, no time for love
This is WAR!!!

I know the end I don’t want to burn
When you see me then show me the ropes
Believe in me cos I believe in you
WAR!!!
WAR!!!

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Come and make me smile, cus I’ve fallen to my knees
She dances with the men, to the music and the beat
Come and make me smile, cus I’ve fallen to my knees

Come and make me smile, I’ve fallen to my knees
My mind is full of death, and the plees that I could scream
Come and play my heart, come and feel my harp
Running for the hills, I carry all my ill’s

And now I’ve ripped out your heart dear
I’ve gotta throw it away
And now I’ve ripped out your heart dear
Before the break of day

This meaning in my bed, I find it when I’m bored
The girls they grab a rock, the go rotten the core
My feet are on the ground, I’m out of my tree
And I can here your mind, telephoning me

And now I’ve ripped out your heart dear
I’ve gotta throw it away
Butterflies in my stomach
They try to flutter away
And now I’ve ripped out your heart dear
I wanna throw it away
And now I’ve ripped out your heart dear

Weakend by my fate, she dances with the men
capythrol on her knees, wheather on my skin

Weakend by my fate, she dances with the men
Scratches on your back, dear where have you been?

And now I’ve ripped out your heart dear
I’ve gotta throw it away
Butterflies in my stomach
They try to flutter away

And now I’ve ripped out your heart dear
I wanna throw it away
And now I’ve ripped out your heart dear

She dances with the men, to the music and the beat
Come and make me smile, cus I’ve fallen to my knees
She dances with the men, to the music and the beat
Come and make me smile, cus I’ve fallen to my knees

She dances with the men, to the music and the beat
Come and make me smile, cus I’ve fallen to my knees
She dances with the men, to the music and the beat
Come and make me smile, cus I’ve fallen to my knees

(Wild bull, Wild bull
Wild bull, Wild bull
Wild bull, Wild bull
Wild bull, Your a wild bull
Wild bull, Wild bull
Wild bull, Wild bull
Wild bull, Wild bull
Wild bull, Wild bull)

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