Furious Style Lyrics & Chords By Gadget

I feel like your hoochie mumma Under the covers You taste so sweet, you like my meat - ah Stoke the fi - ah Face the facts you want me bad - ah Like your moth - ah Feel my...read more

At dawn he rides, the fleet sets sail, the tanks will roll, when Mars screams Across the world, our children wake, abandoned offspring, writhing there Choked by the hidden hand of...read more

Utan gränser, utan moral Kan de gå hur långt som helst Spottar lögn efter lögn i rådets sal Länge leve ärlighet i detta kval Rent haveri För all profit Helvetes...read more

Here are the lines of the ultimate fabrication. The sickening irony of adhesion to unallied hypocrisy. Playing self written, wound licking roles in sob story after sob story. Scripts...read more

You don't fit in the place you should, Not doing the job they made for you, We don't give a shit about your world dominion, We do not belong to your fucking herd. ...read more