Lletres:
Rise Against Audience Of One

Maybe we?ve outgrown all the things that we once loved Runaway But what are we running from ? A show of hands from those in this audience of one Where

Maybe we?ve outgrown all the things that we once loved Runaway But what are we running from ? A show of hands from those in this audience of one Where

gone Maybe we?ve outgrown all the things that we once loved Runaway But what are we running from ? A show of hands from those in this audience of one

Maybe we've outgrown all the things that we once loved Runaway But what are we running from? A show of hands from those in this audience of one Where

' Peace to the strugglin' artists and dead one's gone, we miss 'em I promise I carry on tradition When they crown you and you rise up to your position

And mama comes in, she screams "hey you been out with that tramp again last night You know that silver-sequined arab black bitch The one that mama

they are hidden behind the drapes of the bed, which are drawn. In the room are TWO EPICENE MEN: one a HAIRDRESSER and one a JEWELLER. The JEWELLER is

(Lyrics: Janey Diamond / Music: Gold-Bloss) If the audience was listening When the curtains rise again If I knew what's going on, just a part of your

, hey, y'all wanna get them four girls over there? Them four FINE mu'fuckers, the one over there makin' her pussy jump and shit? Two pussies in one? Aaight