Tekster:
The Living End Killing The Right

to run Well the speakers start screaming - whoa For the neighbourhood's dreaming - whoa 'Cos there is no meaning - whoa It's not right it's a fucking outcry Killing the right

to run Well the speakers start screaming - whoa For the neighbourhood's dreaming - whoa 'Cos there is no meaning - whoa It's not right it's a fucking outcry Killing the right

nut That's the end of us, get your friend to f**k Untwist and bend her up, you know the deal Niggaz talkin real greasy on some ballin shit (that's right

I get it, I live it to me there's nothing realer Just enough'll solve your problems Too much'll kill ya And when I leave I always come right back here

dissed the same Won't speak on the Indians, shit's insane Fuck John Wayne I don't hate whites I just got a death wish for muthafuckas that ain't right

matter what it cost Hey hey hey hey hey hey yeah we got them wilding in the building right now the king is up i here you better bring the right crown cause right

mic in my hand and his hand and that hand And ideas, and all of theres And the end, everybody up in here, in this atmosphere So make it clear, live long

how can this be your will? To have your son and my son killed? Whatever happens...whatever you see... Whatever your eyes tell you has become of me This is not... Not the end

the world go, just don't blow this muthafucka up You kill him, he'll kill you Some say it stupid but violence really lives where I come from Hungry