Junkie XL



Voici les paroles des morceaux de l'album de Junkie XL, "Saturday Teenage Kick".
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Billy Club
Underachievers
X-panding Limits


EN CONSTRUCTION


Billy Club

Life is hard, life is short, pained by laws.
Billy Club.
Scatter, scram, here's the man, laws to bend that hurts like hell.
Zig zag, check attack the joke is back and hurts like hell.
Hear the call, run and fall, taking tolls, that hurt like hell.
Scatter, scram, here's the man, laws to bend that hurts like hell.
Cautious, ambitious when the richest max to the fullest.
Be the coolest Mr. Nuisance.
Mogui crusin', limo usin', counterfeit usin', snake attack impostor "dealin' with the roster".
Two-face - Harvey Dent - cointosser get the hunger with the sensation monger.
Guess who stays the younger.

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Underachievers

It's the conformist takin' the firm fist of the idealist taken the shitlist now, the purist stays the purist till the shit hits the fan of the culprits and then lawyer will destroy a motivation to become the purist and the terrorist is really fed up with.
Nothing strategic to besiege with and supremacists touch the surface with their racist hatred.
That glues eyelids.
Those with politics polite on polls with tricks cripple the masses on the road to riches underachievers united, why fight it, can't hide it.

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Underachievers

Junkie expanding limits.
Funky integration, record needle shooting doses host like Moses, party population, peeps catch the beat frantic, poors are pouring strobe lights on polygon hallucination gives you more and crazy moods, stretch the grooves for the flock no amuck.
Superduper "hi-tec" rock the soft knock or hard knock keep a few bucks taxi cab after shock follows the drug marathon stretchin' on 'till the fever pitch drums.
Junkie expands his limits.
Show stops, door pops, crowd flows out, bouncers catch fat nuts, nightclubbin' flock.
Steppin' slo-mo like sand box got these souls rollin' stranding like ships and shoals.
Satiated, blatant, tainted.
Now sanity shows holes, sleep overcome the ones that ones that followed the God of fun.
Honey buns with burns get the watchful eye stunned.
Teens get the spirit exchanging digits froms sky pagers dipsomania never sane to ya the lust is major catch brothers on the rebound for skins on the skeez route.
Those with weels, fleshy feels, surely got clout what it's all about, stretch the funky addiction line to line, minds unwind.
With the cocaine dissolution syringe tricks the kick in private seclusion chase the rush it was tough to loose the kaleidoscopic illusion.
Stretch the limit, kill the cynic in the human shell the funky never flunky in the Junkie XL.
Junkie expands his limits.

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