I'm the only boy left in town today. it's time, I'm gonna leave my burdens down I'm on my way to heaven with the devil, he's on my side. bicycle, you
drug town, sacrebleu get down, you're a rockstar now with a needle in you arm, gee its a wonder you never won my charm, rock star with a needle in your
mother woke up last night from a dream that made her scream, and she knows its because she's lost her love for her boy, who's leaving in the morning
national news on channels 3, 5 and 10 And I got home just in time to watch the numbers roll in We got the body count from a conflict, not a war We got
m in love with you. so what ya gonna do today? the same thing as yesterday? sit around and decay into a new highway? all of your lovers are gone. all of your pride is
one's afraid of becoming stagnant or stale anymore. It doesnt really matter. Turn off your TV. Start a and. Start a zine. why dont you get out of your car, get on your bike
I can see your house from here, at night it lights up the whole hill. The taxie driver know where to take me. To Your house, we drive by your house
go. You know you may have to go on your own. You know your going out in style with a smile, cause for a little while you know you've got a son in me.
things don't matter no more, cause I'm not a punk rock hero, and you're no fairy princess. just cause you're beautiful and i've got a stupid haircut.
This is what i want, I want all the punks to take to the streets playing their guitars. This is what i want [x2] This is what i want, Black kids and
hopes that a shooting star might take root in the hole in your head. and we'll wake up in the morning being stared down by an ashamed sun, shamefully covering behind a
you to kosovo in a week or two. Johnny, why you gonna go? Do you really know? You say no. There's a war that's going on, they say it's a brand new Vietnam
. packed her bags, drove all day and all night. gonna go down to Selma gonna fight the good fight. but she never made it home alive. this is for the
who. I'll bet my last dollar I can do more than holler, I can take a couple punches from those boys in blue. I bet that we can do it right this time.
How much further have we gotten did you say? 200 years ago we still had slavery and a yellow plague. 100 years ago we had our boys in the mines while
Traducció: Aquesta bicicleta és una bomba. Body Count.
Traducció: Aquesta bicicleta és una bomba. La cançó estrella.
Traducció: Aquesta bicicleta és una bomba. La cançó Pantera Negre.
