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Bodies by Danzig


[chorus:]
bodies
please
don't cry
bodies
don't die
bodies
please don't cry
bodies

i been taking all the silver
i been saving all the gold
i'm gonna stuff it down the throat
of a week old corpse
save that doggone soul
i been saving up my pain
i'm gonna give it back in spades
i been strangling the cries
from the murder of love
save your soul tonight

i been rasing up the dead
gonna send them to the house of cain
i been praying in light
of the warning moon
slay your doggone soul
i been put upon this world
i been walking up and down
to and fro
save your doggone soul

i got bodies on the left
i got bodies on the right
i got bodies
up and down
all across town
save your soul tonight

Froderik:
She went away for the holidays
Said she’s going to L.A.
But she never got there
She never got there
She never got there, they say

She went away for the holidays
Said she’s going to L.A.
But she never got there
She never got there
She never got there, they say

The KKK took my baby away
They took her away
Away from me
The KKK took my baby
They took her away
Away from me

Now I don’t know
Where my baby can be
They took her from me
They took her from me
I don’t know
Where my baby can be
They took her from me
They took her from me

Ring me, ring me, ring me
Up the President
And find out where my baby went
Ring me, ring me, ring me
Up to FBI
And find out if
My baby’s alive
Yeah, yeah, yeah

She went away for the holidays
Said she’s going to L.A.
But she never got there
She never got there
She never got there, they say

The KKK took my baby away
They took her away
Away from me
The KKK took my baby
They took her away
Away from me

They took my girl
They took my baby away

SEKTO:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=63z7dFcgraA

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hCDAfa-N ... re=related

CURTIS MATFIELD

I'm your Mama
I'm your Daddy
I'm that nigga
In the alley
I'm your doctor
When in need
Want some coke?
Have some weed
You know me
I'm your friend
Your main boy
Thick and thin

I'm your Pusherman (2x)

Ain't I clean
Bad machine
Super cool
Super mean
Dealin' good
For The Man
Superfly
Here I stand
Secret stash
Heavy bread
Baddest bitches
In the bed

I'm your pusherman (3x)

Silent life of crime
A man of odd circumstance
a Victim of ghetto demands
Feed me money for style
And I'll let you trip for a while
Insecure from the past
How long can a good thing last?
Woo-hoo, no...

Got to be mellow, y'all
Gotta get mellow, now
Pusherman gettin' mellow, y'all

Heavy mind
Heavy sign
Makin' money
All the time
My 'El D.'
And just me
For all junkies
To see

Ghetto Prince
Is my thing
Makin' love's
How I swing

I'm your Pusherman (2x)

'Two bags, please'
For a generous fee
Make your world
What you want it to be
Got a woman I love desperately
Wanna give her somethin' better than me
Been told I can't be nuthin' else
Just a hustler in spite of myself
I know I can break it
This life just don't make it
Lord, Lord, yeah

Got to get mellow, now
Gotta be mellow, y'all
Got to get mellow, now

I'm your Mama
I'm your Daddy
I'm that nigga
In the alley
I'm your doctor
When in need
Want some coke?
Have some weed
You know me
I'm your friend
Your main boy
Thick and thin

I'm your Pusherman (4x)
Lord, Lord

Eliscu2:
MINISTRY-SO WHAT lyrics

die! die! die! die!
scum sucking depravity debauched!
anal fuck-fest, thrill Olympics
savage scourge supply and sanctify
so what? so what?
die! die! die! die!

die! die! die! die!
you said it!
sedatives supplied become laxatives
my eyes shit out lies
I only kill to know I'm alive
so what? so what?
die! die! die! die!

die! die! die! die!
so what, it's your problem to learn to live with
destroy us, or make us saints
we don't care, it's not our fault that we were born too late
a screaming headache on the brow of the state
killing time is appropriate
to make a mess and fuck all the rest, we say, we say
so what? so what?
die! die! die! die!

die!
now I know what is right
I'll kill them all if I like
I'm a time bomb inside
no one listens to reason,
it's too late and I'm ready to fight!
so what? now I'm ready to fight!

Froderik:
I saw Ministry at a club in Baltimore back in the late 80's.
My girlfriend took me to see them; she was way into them.
So I remember that song...thanks for posting!

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