Teksty: Primitive Radio Gods. Rocket. Who Say.

Who say, who say, who say, who say, who say
Who say, who say, who say, who say, who say
Who say, who say, who say, who say, who say
Who say, who say, who say, who say, who say

What does it matter about eating? Nothing?
Kick it, kick it

Who say, you say, you say, gonna play today
You take your things the way, your way, your way

I'm getting no reaction, that ain't no joke
I've had bad religions shoved down my throat
Rich man, poor man, fat man, thin
All you saints and junkies, just jump on in and say
Wah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah, wah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah

Here's a weapon that you never used before
There's something deep inside your one track mind
'Till it hits you like a two by four
Everything you're thinking is just sand upon the shore
Can it make you strong enough? Are you strong, strong enough?

You say, you say, you say, you say, you say
Good thing, good thing, good thing, good thing, good thing

I'm getting no reaction, that ain't no joke
I've had bad religions shoved down my throat
Rich man, poor man, fat man, thin
All you saints and junkies, just jump on in and say
Wah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah, wah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Wah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah, wah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Is that a good thing?