Picture a nigga on the warpath, And he'll spread terror through the city and leave...
Well Daisy Rips up the Earth With the grass and the dirt Can’t see how...
I'm driving alone Sad about you Not going home What's to do You better not...
Daisy dead petals that is her name. She's in the phone booth phase, so Underneath...
[Verse 1:] Ayy, I remember syrup sandwiches and crime allowances Finesse a nigga with some...
In the car park In the lamplight Go for a...
Mother's in the kitchen steaming up the window panes Smell...
I'm like a spinning top Going round and around Well...
Terrorism You're writing your diary in innocents' blood You're vain...
Thanks for christmas, Thank you for the love and happiness...
[transcribed by naoyuki isogai] Quicksilver, headed out for the creed...
Never been near a university, Never took a paper or...
Pubs and clubs and opening hours Was all he knew...
Smalltown, snoring under blankets Woken by the clank It's just...
Then she appeared, apple venus on a half open shell...