Teksty:
Pridebowl Drippings Of The Past

that was then, this is now could you imagine, in those great old western days cement sidewalk, signs that say "stop" fancy colored playgrounds, great

i can't believe all the things you do it's hard to believe that someone like you can call yourself human like a show on broadway you follow the spotlight

wherever were you when time begun and where the hell were you when i was young well i bet you were out drinkin' at the bar while mom was givin' birth

to every country with all due respect to any color creed or dialect to every soldier that died in battle to every man and his castle to every penny pinching

life's a contrast you're either dead or alive life's a contrast it's either day or night except when it is twilight sun or moon, it doesn't matter hot

You stop in shock and confusion And wonder what the hell is goin' on With a generation so full of hate And aggression, what' goin' on? Your tension span