Сын поварихи и лекальщика Lyrics & Chords By Алик Фарбер

A child is born with a gun in his hand. He knows one day he has to kill another man. But that was some time, some place long ago. So tell me, how can you justify your gun law? ...read more

1968, USA, a million black models having their day. Mexico city, blood red sky, polite stain here, fists held high. (Pre-) Some for justice, rectify. With snipping columns...read more

We’re living in a violent city And it’s a violent game we’re gonna play Offensive weapons, tools and knives For your safety in the night For living in a violent city We...read more

There’s people dying of starvation Children thrown on the streets and worse There’s torture and retribution Has the third world come to us? Third world - (Third world) -...read more

Turn on my radio I wanna hear some rock ‘n’ rock All I get is a sludge fest Girl and boy bands and the rest Try another station Not doing so good I get the middle of...read more