Teksty:
People In Planes Pretty Buildings

I will dive into my sleep And I dream of the pretty buildings Wonder what's she's doing now And whether she's still living Telegraph your point of view

To the beat ya'll, it's unique ya'll To rock rock ya'll, freak freak ya'll To the beat ya'll, it's unique ya'll A-yo praise the master, make plans wit

, we gots ta fuck witchu Who the fuck knocked our buildings down? Who the man behind the World Trade massacres Step up now Where the four planes at huh

in the depths of despair My lifeblood spills over... VII. Grand Finale Attention all Planets of the Solar Federation Attention all Planets of the Solar Federation Attention all Planets

rule As thousands they grieve, as the Black Friday rule As thousands they grieve, as the Black Friday rule The buildings they shake but my heart it beats still Oh mother of Jesus, I feel pretty

what I'm talkin' bout! And I want all you people right here on the floor Who are fortunate to be here tonight, to move in pretty close Come on in You

here When your jet fighters bomb Any buildings that stand I will meet you in the promised land The life of the fighter I didn't choose But I love my people

, down and almost broken Like thousands of people, left standing in their shoe I've been down in this world, down and almost broken As thousands they grieve, as the Black Friday rule The buildings

in the depths of despair My lifeblood spills over... VII. Grand Finale Attention all Planets of the Solar Federation Attention all Planets of the Solar Federation Attention all Planets