The International Noise Conspiracy - A Voice Of Our Own | Текст Иностранной Песни
Theres no way were gonna be satisfied with being stuck between A friendly fascist state and fundamentalist dreams We might be down with broken hearts, busted at the seems But we
The International Noise Conspiracy - Boredom Of Safety | Текст Иностранной Песни
The plans are all made all cramped up inside. A fist in your pocket you want to hold high. Shouldve been a doctor a lawyer alright. The course is set this is your life.
The International Noise Conspiracy - (I've Got) Survival Sickness | Текст Иностранной Песни
Manifest this repression With smart bombs and easy listening Rally me up in this non-decision making I got my mind in for the taking My heart still hurts from last
The International Noise Conspiracy - Do I Have To Spell It Out? | Текст Иностранной Песни
Do I have to spell it out? Do I have to spell it out? Do I have to spell it out? Well I've got just one little thing to say Got a little secret if you want to come
The International Noise Conspiracy - The Dream Is Over | Текст Иностранной Песни
Wait a second, will everything turn out fine? will we get what we are promised, Or our we just wasting our time? tell me something, tell me something what about living
The International Noise Conspiracy - Dustbins Of History | Текст Иностранной Песни
Like the precision of a stutter. And the comfort of being drowned. Do we need more ammunition. Than just one look around. No comfort in isolation. Just reminders of
The International Noise Conspiracy - Inner City Rejects | Текст Иностранной Песни
Inner city rejects Got a mind of their own We're all choking ourselves on laughter While we're, while we're in this killing zone All the drama, baby
The International Noise Conspiracy - Sleeping Pills | Текст Иностранной Песни
Didn,t take your sleeping pills last night won,t take them again tonight I stayed up with the lights on, I,m going to stay up all night 'Cause I don,t want to live that way
The International Noise Conspiracy - Enslavement Blues | Текст Иностранной Песни
I'm enslaved by the weekdays By the names Monday to Friday I'm enslaved by the things said And everywhere I go a little secret And I wish that you would come
The International Noise Conspiracy - The First Conspiracy | Текст Иностранной Песни
My knees are aching My body's sore I can't believe it We're still down on the floor yeah My knees are aching My body's sore I can't