- Over the love -


You pretend the spell has broken
Goods were spoilt from the start
No complaints i release my claim on your heart
Now i can forget you cos i'm over the love
Karma can protect you cos i'm over the fun
I needed the shame, i needed the pain
I need to feel nothing for you
Now i can forget you cos i'm done
You can bite, the fist that feeds you
Lose your fight with some scars
You defend spilling blood and rain let it ride - right
You throw it all away.

          - Talk too much -


Maybe i should be more discrete
serve you up some sugary sweet
I could be the wildest of childs
That's not a real feat
Blessings come but favors they go
Troubled by the whispers they know
I could sink but I'm not the type
I don't need to hide
You want me now
But that's not enough
Cos i want you for a lifetime
You say it loud but you talk too much
I still want you for a lifetime today
I can leave but I stay to pray
Maybe on my knees you'll fail
No one moved so no one got hurt
This could be the day that you'll learn... today.

      - The sweetest thing -


You have the floor
But once upon a time you had more
You shake, you shout
But somewhere you got smothered in doubt... come on
Don't burst them seams
There's nothing wrong with living the dream
Cos you just have to know...
The sweetest thing is you baby
The sweetest thing that i can breathe...
It's you baby
I bless your love but this ain't sifting down from above
I kiss your face, my sanity will manage your ways
I'm strong, I'm free, my confidence is burning the fear
Cos you just have to know...
The sweetest thing is you baby
The sweetest thing that i can breathe...
It's you baby
Survive the grind or ego queens will sharpen their heels
Be true, stay calm, in this old town you've nothing to lose
Cos you just have to know...
The sweetest thing is you baby
The sweetest thing that i can breathe...
It's you baby.

            - Selling Jesus -


You kill me with your smelly fingers
Your smelly fingers from the sex you had on christmas day
And now you say you're feeling guilty
Yuo're feeling guilty cos your god was shining on your face

You go to church and light a candle
And then you're blinded by the light from the golden pews
The Devil's snapping your toes now
Because the Angels can't be bothered to live with you

They're selling Jesus again
They're selling Jesus again
They want your soul and your money, your blood and your votes

They're selling Jesus again
Selling love to you - selling love

You're buying this, you're buying that now
You're wishing all the money in the world belonged to you
You're crucified upon you're own cross now
You're givin money to the white men in the white limo

That kind of god is always man-made
They made him up then wrote a book to keep you on your knees
They get their theories from the same place
Then build a church if there's some money left
From lying on the beach...

        - Intellectualise my blackness -


I hit him with a piece of his philosophy
Anglo-saxon muck in his type of greed
What did he do to deserve such hate
He tried to intellectualise my blackness

He put on his leathers and his reggae trainers
Threw awax Bob Marley put on max priest
I told him bout the problems of his conscious deeds
When he tried to intellectualise my blackness

He tried to summerize, to institutalise
Still he could recognize, he was materialized

He tried to intellectualise my blackness
To make it easier for his whiteness
He tried to intellectualise my blackness, save me

He's always tryin to make up for his little slips
The joke about the nigga and the yellow nip
Then he tells me i'm so different from those other shits
When he tries to intellectualise my blackness

Motherfucker don't you lecture - rise me!
Don't you ever try to lecturize me!

       - I can dream -


I'll be your sailor girl
I'll tip my cap to your parade
Life won't be dreary, no
I'll be the waves inside your bed

Pain is your beauty
It hurts the vision in your eyes
Your eyes are smiling now
They watch me cry, they wytsh me die

I can dream, i can dream
I can dream that i'm someone else
I can love, i can love
I can love - whoa - love someone else
My saviour, my darling

Your eyes seep through me
You think you hate the way i mince
I'm screwing your dreams now
So cynical at your expense

Oh what a sacrifice
All of my pain won't fade away
So who's so special now
No one's more special, more than me...

        - Little baby Swastikka -


Who put the little baby Swastikka on the wall
Who put the little baby Swastikka on the wall
Wasn't very high couldna been more than four years old
That's who put the little baby Swastikka on the wall

Who put the little baby nigga-head on the wall
Who put the little baby nigga-head on the wall
The eyes were so big couldna been more than baby scrawls
That's who put the little baby nigga-head on the wall

You rope them in young
You rope them in young
So small, so innocent, so young
So delicately done, grown up in your poison

Who put the little baby K'S up on the wall
Who put the little baby K'S up on the wall
Dey got em in a line i bet they wished they coulda sprayed up more
That's who put the little baby K'S up on the wall

Who kicked the little baby's head against the wall
Who kicked the little baby's head against the wall
Who kicked the little baby's head against the wall
We kicked the little baby's head against the wall...

       - All in the name of Pity -


I smoked the shit that made you love
Drowned all your problems like a wife
Blanked out your anger with my face
Wasted my days to hide disgrace

I did it all, did it all
All in the name of Pity

You loved to taunt me with your sex
Kicked up the memorz in my head
Watch my neurosis building up
Swallowed the truth your mind forgot

You did it all, did it all
All in the name of Pity

You tried to drag me in again
Spinning your lies and your suffering
Took all your thoughts and turned them sane
So, you could believe you're not to blame

You did it all, did it all
All in the name of Pity

Why? Why? Why?

You tried and tried to use my life
To keep your aggresion trivalized
Never an ego in control
But, now who's the shit that sold his soul.

         - Charity -


Why do i sense, benevolence
You stand tall at my great expense

Thick words of gratiude, what a price to pay
Stuck in my throat, i sell every word i say

But i don't want your charity
Twisting me round
I don't want your charity
Keeping me down...

You pity me with your tasteless gestures
Gratitude for kind
But your bludgeoned, intentioned objectives
Are screwing with my mind

But i don't want your charity
Twisting me round
I don't want your charity
Keeping me down...

But i don't want your charity
Twisting me round
I don't want your charity
Keeping me down...

   - It takes blood and guts to be this cool -
          (but i'm still just a cliche)


Save me from critical acclaim
Save my smile it's too cracked from fame
Wish me well with my fantasy
Fell my arrogance with your sanity

Wash me oh so painfully clean
Disect my words with a fist full of your dreams
Build me up and strike me down please
Sign my name, sign my name

It takes blood and guts to be this cool
But i'm still just a cliche
But i'm still just a cliche
Just a cliche
Just a cliche...

Colour my views in red, white and blue
I'm wide awake now, wide awake now
I kiss you, i kiss you, but i'm falling down
And all my friends are crowding around

They're crowding around looking to see
But all they can see is me, me, me
So blow me away now, with your screwed up mind
There's no charm left now, for you to find

I see you, you see me
And who the hell am i supposed to be
I don't care now but i know that i should
Washing away, like i knew i would

It takes blood and guts to be this way
But i'm still
But i'm still...