Wasted Youth - Problem Child

Artist: Wasted Youth
Music Album: Reagans In
(Music Song Lyrics):
No mind, doesn't think at all
Problem child is no one's friend
Damn that kid, always in a fight
Problem child, just hates life
He lives a life in a state of fear
He has a knife that he keeps near
He's not the one that you want to meet
You don't want to see him on the street
Problem child just hates the world
When he was five years old
His mom burned his hand on the stove
Problem child never went to school
He just went out and broke all the rules
Problem child always crying
Stupid kid just wants to die
He's not the one that you want to meet
You don't want to see him on the street
Problem child has a brand new gun
And he's looking for you
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Wasted Youth Problem Child

Wasted Youth - Flush The Bouncers

Artist: Wasted Youth
Music Album: Reagans In
(Music Song Lyrics):
You can be what you want to, don't have to listen to no one
Stand up for what you believe in, you are no man's slave
Start thinking on your own, just do what you want
Don't think what's right or wrong, take your chances move along
Search, destroy, search, destroy
Your no man's slave, no man's slave, no man's slave
Start living your own life, don't think about it twice
Stand up for what you believe in, you are no man's slave
Don't think what's right or wrong, take your chances move along
Search, destroy, search, destroy
Your no man's slave, no man's slave, no man's slave
You can be what you want to, don't have to listen to no one
Stand up for what you believe in, you are no man's slave
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Wasted Youth Flush The Bouncers

Wasted Youth - Punk For A Day

Artist: Wasted Youth
Music Album: Reagans In
(Music Song Lyrics):
You will never find me if you want to catch me
Cause you'll never find me it's a game of hide and seek
You will look for me but you'll never find me
Cause now I'm gone for good
(repeat verse
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Wasted Youth Punk For A Day

Wasted Youth - f-ck Authority

Artist: Wasted Youth
Music Album: Reagans In
(Music Song Lyrics):
We can live our own lives; f-ck authority!
What is wrong we'll decide; f-ck authority!
You need not to fight; f-ck authority!
Stand up for your rights; f-ck authority!
Officials give us too much shit
No longer can I deal with it
They try and push and shove me around
They try and knock me to the ground
They tell me how to act and what not to wear
They say be polite and do not swear
f-ck authority!
Do it just your own way; f-ck authority!
Don't listen to what they say; f-ck authority!
What gives them the right; f-ck authority!
This is America, man; f-ck authority!
Life is laughing in my face
I am sick of the human race
Getting knocked all about
Makes me wanna scream and shout
Don't we live in the land of the free
Give me death or liberty
f-ck authority!!!
This is America, man; f-ck authority!
We can live our own lives; f-ck authority!
Stand up for your rights; f-ck authority! (x2)
f-ck authority Now
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Wasted Youth fck Authority

Wasted Youth - Born Deprived

Artist: Wasted Youth
Music Album: Reagans In
(Music Song Lyrics):
Raised by money they been deprived
Look at them with bleeding eyes
They laugh at the sounds of all your cries
They can't even believe t heir lies
But still you do as you are told
Your ethnic values you have sold
You got no balls to break the mold
You have to do as you are told
We are the mindless useless ones
The ones you shit and spit upon
Have your mind and thought in train
Bust still out arms and force remains
You think you'll steal and take it all
We'll shoot our guns and watch you fall
We're the mindless useless ones
The ones you shit and spit upon
We'll gain power you will see
We'll overthrow your monarchy
Your not so smart or powerful
Your lives are really f-cking dull
Raised by money been deprived
Raised by money they've been deprived
Raised in the street I've been deprived
I was born deprived
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Wasted Youth Born Deprived

Bis: Icky Poo Air Raid

Artist: Bis
Music Album: Miscellaneous
(Music Song Lyrics):
icky poo air raid

The music that she wants to play
Is not deemed to be okay
She loves all that weird stuff
That weird people seem to love

She's sick of all the popular bands
Wants something not quite so bland
No more new kids on the block
She loves to hear that disco punk rock

Her favourite band is sonic youth
Well at least she tells the truth
The girls at school they love take that
And mark owen is the name of their cat
The name of their cat

Ooooh ooooh
She's gonna get you
With her icky poo, icky poo

They slag her off constantly
To the latest boyzone l.p
She's sitting in the corner there
Listening to huggy bear

She's sick of all the formula bands
Wants something not quite so bland
No more new kids on the block
She loves to hear the disco punk rock

And then on the way home from school
The girls think they look pretty cool
And join in the repeat to fade
And then icky poo air raid
The air raid

She's gonna get you
With her icky poo, icky poo

Shes gonna tell sonic youth
To get you with her icky poo, icky poo

Hey don't stop the air raid! x4

She's gonna get you
With her icky poo, icky poo

She's gonna tell sonic youth
She's gonna tell sonic youth
To get you with her icky poo, icky poo

Bis: Tell It To The Kids

Artist: Bis
Music Album: The New Transistor Heroes
(Music Song Lyrics):
Giving the show to children of all ages,
The proveyors of the finest in teen-c power.
Girls and boys, ladies and gentlemen, i give you the pop group, bis.

Sci-fi steven, a secret vampire by night.
Ears and eyes always on the lookout for conspiracies against the teen-c nation.
Lives by the ethic, 'keep yr friends close but yr enemies closer.'

Manda rin, seeker of the truth.
Hairclips and screams used as deadly weapons.
Childlike appearance used as decoy.
A warning to all saboteurs, 'be fooled and be dead'.

John disco, all hail the disco king.
Gaze in wonderment at his skanking ability, but don't stare too long.
His disco feet can hypnotize.
Hear him say, 'travolta ain't got nothin' on me'.

And now coming through the airwaves into yr home.
Introducing the new transistor heroes.

Tell it to the kids, tell it to the kids.

Hey you! fascist man, working on yr masterplan.
We know what we saw, won't let you do more.
Hey you! homophobe, life without yr frontal lobe.
Yr prejudice lies while innocent die.
Hey you! it's the sound, in yr head goes round and round
You want it some more, yr life is a bore.
Hey you! don't be scared, bis are here and we don't care.
We'll expose the lies. it's the defence for the kids.

No use running now, we know what you did
We're gonna tell it to the kids, tell it to the kids
Gonna get you now, cuz that's now it is
We're gonna tell it to the kids, tell it to the kids

Hey you! poison pen, no use trying to pretend.
You think yr the best, now here's the prole press.
Hey you! businessman, getting as much as you can
We wanted the truth, we still want our youth
Hey you! backstabber, we know who and where you are
You let down the kids, yes that's what you did
Hey you! listen out, teen-c nation gives the shout
Retain the youth. it's the defence for the kids!

No use running...

Oh, oh, oh, oh fighting for the nation's youth
So, so, so, so, we can find out all the truth
No, no, no, no, no use hiding what you did.
Oh, oh, oh, oh, we are gonna tell it to the...1-2...kids!

Bis: Icky-Poo Air Raid

Artist: Bis
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
(grenade!)

the music that she wants to play
is not deemed to be okay
she loves all that weird stuff
that the real people seem to love
she's sick of all the formula bands
wants something not quite so bland
no more New Kids On The Block
she loves to hear that disco-punk-rock

her favourite band is Sonic Youth
well, at least she tells the truth
the girls at school, they love Take That
and Mark Owen is the name of their cat
is the name of their cat

ooh-ooh! ooh-ooh! she's gonna get you with her icky-poo! icky-poo!
ooh-ooh! ooh-ooh! she's gonna get you with her icky-poo! icky-poo!

the slag her off constantly
totally rate this Boyzone LP
she's sitting in a corner, there
listening to Huggy Bear
she's sick of all the formula bands
wants something not quite so bland
no more New Kids On The Block
she loves to hear that disco-punk-rock

i met her on the way home from school
the girls, they think they look pretty cool
enjoying the repeat to fade
and then the icky-poo A-I-R raid, the A-I-R raid

ooh-ooh! ooh-ooh! she's gonna get you with her icky-poo! icky-poo!
ooh-ooh! ooh-ooh! she's gonna get you with her icky-poo! icky-poo!
ooh-ooh! ooh-ooh! she's gonna get you with her icky-poo! icky-poo!
she's gonna tell Sonic Youth to get you! with their icky-poo! icky-poo!

hey! don't! stop! the air raid!
hey! don't! stop! the air raid!
hey! don't! stop! the air raid!
hey! don't! stop! the air raid!

ooh-ooh! ooh-ooh! she's gonna get you with her icky-poo! icky-poo!
ooh-ooh! ooh-ooh! she's gonna get you with her icky-poo! icky-poo!
she's gonna tell Sonic Youth to get you! with their icky-poo! icky-poo!
she's go

Bis: Rebel Soul

Artist: Bis
Music Album: The New Transistor Heroes
(Music Song Lyrics):
We've got nothing to prove but you've got something to lose.
We might not take it all, we only want yr rebel soul.
Give a little rebel, i've got a blue heart.
Give a little rebel, and it's a new hurt.
It's time to let the people know.
You'll never take our rebel soul.

A bad influence on youth,
But we're the message of the truth
Teen-c power unites us all
And all the kids have got a rebel soul.

Our spirits will never sell out, but yr mind is a shadow of doubt.
Won't be diluted to satisfy you, no matter what you think is true.
Give a little rebel soul, i'm not your playtoy
Give a little rebel soul, the rebel soul boy.
It's time to let the people know.
You'll never take our rebel soul.

Yvonne Breathnach - Mother and Child

Artist: Yvonne Breathnach
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
I have seen her in the laughter and the loneliest of times
She is there before and after in the mother and the child
And for my part I've felt her heart beat in my mind


She is there in every season every feeling I have felt
She is each and every reason a beginning and an end
And in my soul I've always known her as a friend


And it seems to me that I have seen
Her face in every page I ever wrote
I even dream I hear her voice
In every word and every note
And all along in every song
I'm reaching for her hand to take me home
Take me home


We have seen ourselves as children, we were ageless in our youth
We have been forevers minions we are timeless, we are true
What we hold was never old and never new


Like a mystery in twilight when there's little there to see
Or a symphony in silence she is simple and complete
Hand in hand I understand and I believe
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Yvonne Breathnach Mother and Child

BENZINO - Ghetto Childfeat. Bobby Brown, Mr. Gzus

Artist: BENZINO
Music Album: Miscellaneous
(Music Song Lyrics):
[Intro: Bobby Brown]
Yo, this is B Brown
We gon lay ya back on this Benzino track, right
Two times

[Chorus 2x: Female] (Bobby Brown)
Eye for an eye (Ghetto, ghetto)
Strong will survive (Yeah, yeah)
Everyday struggle to stay alive
Look deep inside (My ghetto child)
Bet cha wanna ride
Ghetto child gon learn to fly (Ghetto child)

[Bobby Brown]
Now being born in the ghetto, it's hard, believe me
Not just a job, anything ain't easy
You go through rough times, you go through hard times
And times even tougher than that
But what I got is a mans best friend
I know I'll fail staying in a house that your bed shield
Brothers'll stick you up and in it they'll take pride
Only bulletproof is if you don't need outside
It's a living hell, you got to be the guy
Cause if not, you get popped, ya be another victim of homicide
Peer pressure pounds and if you ain't stressful
You got to be live-full
Black to feed the back
Never second guess a professor
Your not see-through, your not even equal
But that's the price you pay being born in the ghetto [*in the ghetto* echoes]

[Chorus 2x]

[Mr. Gzus]
Let me explain to you, un-hunh, some game is the truth
Mainly I speak to the youth
I used to hustle drugs with a crew
I was young and green and hungry, what's a nigga to do?
We used to smoke weed on the roof and let the ions loose
While shorty saw us off the ninety proof
Lost to the streets
Loved to rhyme so throw me a beat and flow would make the joint complete
At the same time I gots ta eat
Took a stands, stole a seat jumped in the game to compete
Unaware of the heat, there's was def from cheek to cheek
No sleep for two weeks stated all kinds of beef
Been through hell and back before I was grown
No pops to teach me to how spread my wings and fly, I did that on my own
Made it this far and I'ma keep goin
Y'all ain't knowin, I'm still here and keep growin, from a ghetto child

[Chorus 2x]

[Bobby Brown]
It ain't nothing about hits
It's about these grits
Being born in the ghetto, the ghetto, the ghetto
Being born in the ghetto, the ghetto, the ghetto
Being born in the ghetto, the ghetto, the ghetto
Being born in the ghetto, the ghetto, the ghetto
Being born in the ghetto, the ghetto, the ghetto
Being born in the ghetto, the ghetto, the ghetto
Born in the ghetto, the ghetto, the ghetto
Being born in the...
Being born in the ghetto, the ghetto
Being born in the ghetto, the ghetto
Being born in the ghetto, the ghetto, the ghetto
Being born in the ghetto, the ghetto
Being born in the ghetto
Being born in the ghetto, the ghetto, the ghetto
Don't make it up, don't make it up

[Chorus 2x]
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BENZINO Ghetto Childfeat. Bobby Brown, Mr. Gzus

Johnny Philko - I Cant Fight This Feeling

Artist: Johnny Philko
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
Copyright KinkeadKinkead 2002

Once upon a time
When the world was all mine
Mom and Dad were near
Calming every little fear
Monsters lived at night
Faces hidden in the light

I can't fight this feeling oooh oooh
It sends my senses reeling
When I look in those eyes
I realize the truth behind the lies


See the days go by
Leave my youth with a sigh
Goin' where I'm led
Fairy tales running through my head
They've been all but lost
at such a cost


I can't fight this feeling oooh oooh
It sends my senses reeling
When I look in those eyes
I realize the truth behind the lies


I can't fight this feeling oooh oooh
It sends my senses reeling
When I look in those eyes
I realize the truth behind the lies
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Johnny Philko I Cant Fight This Feeling

Benzino - Ghetto Child

Artist: Benzino
Music Album: Miscellaneous
(Music Song Lyrics):
(feat. Bobby Brown, Mr. Gzus)

[Intro: Bobby Brown]
Yo, this is B Brown
We gon lay ya back on this Benzino track, right
Two times

[Chorus 2x: Female] (Bobby Brown)
Eye for an eye (Ghetto, ghetto)
Strong will survive (Yeah, yeah)
Everyday struggle to stay alive
Look deep inside (My ghetto child)
Bet cha wanna ride
Ghetto child gon learn to fly (Ghetto child)

[Bobby Brown]
Now being born in the ghetto, it's hard, believe me
Not just a job, anything ain't easy
You go through rough times, you go through hard times
And times even tougher than that
But what I got is a mans best friend
I know I'll fail staying in a house that your bed shield
Brothers'll stick you up and in it they'll take pride
Only bulletproof is if you don't need outside
It's a living hell, you got to be the guy
Cause if not, you get popped, ya be another victim of homicide
Peer pressure pounds and if you ain't stressful
You got to be live-full
Black to feed the back
Never second guess a professor
Your not see-through, your not even equal
But that's the price you pay being born in the ghetto [*in the ghetto* echoes]

[Chorus 2x]

[Mr. Gzus]
Let me explain to you, un-hunh, some game is the truth
Mainly I speak to the youth
I used to hustle drugs with a crew
I was young and green and hungry, what's a nigga to do?
We used to smoke weed on the roof and let the ions loose
While shorty saw us off the ninety proof
Lost to the streets
Loved to rhyme so throw me a beat and flow would make the joint complete
At the same time I gots ta eat
Took a stands, stole a seat jumped in the game to compete
Unaware of the heat, there's was def from cheek to cheek
No sleep for two weeks stated all kinds of beef
Been through hell and back before I was grown
No pops to teach me to how spread my wings and fly, I did that on my own
Made it this far and I'ma keep goin
Y'all ain't knowin, I'm still here and keep growin, from a ghetto child

[Chorus 2x]

[Bobby Brown]
It ain't nothing about hits
It's about these grits
Being born in the ghetto, the ghetto, the ghetto
Being born in the ghetto, the ghetto, the ghetto
Being born in the ghetto, the ghetto, the ghetto
Being born in the ghetto, the ghetto, the ghetto
Being born in the ghetto, the ghetto, the ghetto
Being born in the ghetto, the ghetto, the ghetto
Born in the ghetto, the ghetto, the ghetto
Being born in the...
Being born in the ghetto, the ghetto
Being born in the ghetto, the ghetto
Being born in the ghetto, the ghetto, the ghetto
Being born in the ghetto, the ghetto
Being born in the ghetto
Being born in the ghetto, the ghetto, the ghetto
Don't make it up, don't make it up

[Chorus 2x]
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Benzino Ghetto Child

Bis: Statement Of Intent

Artist: Bis
Music Album: Intendo
(Music Song Lyrics):
You gotta make a statement of intent

If we're yr careless children, the monuments you're building
Are subject to reclaim, yeah, yeah
And are ours to disclaim, yeah, yeah

Making discos of yr castles
We are tearing up yr plans
We won't be xeroxed for the future
Filed by beaurocratic man
Hot damn!

You gotta make a statement of intent

If we're your misplaced youth
And your lies are the truth
Then mistakes are illusions, yeah, yeah
A simple yes is confusion, yeah, yeah

We don't need a history lesson
Museums are made to lie
We won't be xeroxed for the future
Careless children never die
Hot damn!

Thinly veiled as national interest
With cold hearts paid to lie
Be made a happy xerox
Be a number 4 or 5

You gotta make a statment of intent

Bob Dylan - North Country Blues

Artist: Bob Dylan
Music Album: The Times They Are A-Changin
(Music Song Lyrics):
by Bob Dylan

Come gather 'round friends
And I'll tell you a tale
Of when the red iron pits ran plenty.
But the cardboard filled windows
And old men on the benches
Tell you now that the whole town is empty.

In the north end of town,
My own children are grown
But I was raised on the other.
In the wee hours of youth,
My mother took sick
And I was brought up by my brother.

The iron ore poured
As the years passed the door,
The drag lines an' the shovels they was a-humming.
'Til one day my brother
Failed to come home
The same as my father before him.

Well a long winter's wait,
From the window I watched.
My friends they couldn't have been kinder.
And my schooling was cut
As I quit in the spring
To marry John Thomas, a miner.

Oh the years passed again
And the givin' was good,
With the lunch bucket filled every season.
What with three babies born,
The work was cut down
To a half a day's shift with no reason.

Then the shaft was soon shut
And more work was cut,
And the fire in the air, it felt frozen.
'Til a man come to speak
And he said in one week
That number eleven was closin'.

They complained in the East,
They are paying too high.
They say that your ore ain't worth digging.
That it's much cheaper down
In the South American towns
Where the miners work almost for nothing.

So the mining gates locked
And the red iron rotted
And the room smelled heavy from drinking.
Where the sad, silent song
Made the hour twice as long
As I waited for the sun to go sinking.

I lived by the window
As he talked to himself,
This silence of tongues it was building.
Then one morning's wake,
The bed it was bare,
And I's left alone with three children.

The summer is gone,
The ground's turning cold,
The stores one by one they're a-foldin'.
My children will go
As soon as they grow.
Well, there ain't nothing here now to hold them
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Biohazard: Mistaken Identity

Artist: Biohazard
Music Album: Urban Discipline
(Music Song Lyrics):
Looking through these bars and wondering why I'm here
Accused of a crime I did not commit and the police make nothing
clear
Stipped of my rights by the words of another
Locked in a cell with my victimized brothers
In this country, the land of the free
I'm an innocent man arrested guilty

I stand accused, innocent of the crime
Not yet been sentenced but I'm already doing time

Chorus:

Mistaken identity, handcuffed face down
Mistaken identity, my freedom gagged and bound

Surrounded by convicted felons, locked down in this cell
What did I ver do to earn this living hell

Busted by cops in need of a collar
Eating donuts four to twelve to earn their dollar
In this country, the land of the free
I am an innocent man arrested guilty

The criminal justice system plagued with dishonesty
They should judge themselves instead of crucifying me

Chorus

A pussy power trip throw me in the joint
I feel sorry for you because you're missing the point
You picked the wrong motherf-cker and followed it through
Let the hammer of injustice fall on you

Lead

You have right to remain silent
Was the bullshit that he said
Put your hands where I can see them
Make one move and you're dead

Chorus

To fill a quota and treat my life
Like a number or a statistic
Make once innocent youth outraged
Angry and ballistic

Chorus 2x

Biohazard: Howard Beach

Artist: Biohazard
Music Album: Biohazard
(Music Song Lyrics):
Total uproar, Media explodes
Inter-racial violence totally unloads
Those not from the streets
speak naivetees
Urban youth repeat it's just reality


Howard Beach (3x)


Media raging, A battle of TV ratings
Jackass bureaucracy fuels
the fire of hating
Unfortunate happening of
a young man's death
Creating racial tension with every breath


Howard Beach (3x)


Media Bullshit
Next time you put on the TV screen
And the man is preaching
About shit he's never seen
Change the channel and ignore the fool
Get out in the streets
then you go to school


Howard Beach (3x)

Bis: Lie Detector Test

Artist: Bis
Music Album: The New Transistor Heroes
(Music Song Lyrics):
What if the world splits into two
Would you lie in the fracture, or look for the glue?
What if the bomb drops out of the sky
Would you watch the explosion, or just run and hide?
I know it seems easier than it really is
What if the liar once told the truth
Would it destroy yr conception by the skin or yr tooth?

What if yr friends turned out to be fakes
Would you say that you knew or admit yr mistakes?
What if yr friends were lying to you,
Would you see through the reason or think it was true?
I know it seems easier than it really is
What if the liar once told the truth
Would you hear the protesting or destroy the youth?

Lie detector.