1. i don't belong I got a feeling It's in my head I got a feeling Do you hear what i said? I got a feeling there's something wrong I got a feeling that i... I don't belong here I know it's true I don't belong here And neither do you I got a feeling It's in my brain I got a feeling I've got nothing to gain 2. cracks in the wall I opened up my head to you I listened to the plan you drew Tell me what i should be And tell me what i should see There's cracks in the wall Watch them fall I dig it when i walk down the street I check out all the people i meet They know i know there's something wrong Their petty lives, they'll soon be gone I know this There's cracks in the wall Watch them fall Down 3. tear it up Mundane people, they're all around They keep our music underground But we're gonna break, break the chains And watch their lives go down the drain Tear it up tear it up We need the change we need the change I look around, there's no place to play They all tell us to screw away Streets of boston need a change And streets of boston call my name 4. crucify me Point your finger, you point it in the dark Cause i'm just putty, just putty in your hands So push me down, you push me to the ground Just give me pain, and watch me suffer, watch me gasp Better look out man It's gonna fall on you Crucify me Crucify me Crucify me Nail me up and sit and watch me bleed Take whatever, whatever you need I feel oppression, i feel it fall on me I feel the pressure cooking inside my brain Point your finger, you point it in the dark I'm just putty, just putty in your hands So nail me up and sit and watch me bleed And take whatever, whatever you need 5. break the world Walking in a straight line Following footsteps right on time Your days are mapped out And your life's a game without a doubt Break the mold Go your own way Break the mold Throw it away There's no time left to talk Running rampant around the clock You don't care about poverty Self-centered slave of society 6. raise the curtain What is this I'm too blind to see Open arms Beckon me Raise the curtain And you are exposed A bloodstained mind But what of my hands? Blood-shot eyes What have i done? Raise the curtain And you are exposed It takes you in And squeezes you tight Feel the warmth Feel the knife Twist 7. vietnam syndrome Ten years back from vietnam He gave his mind to uncle sam He thought he had control of his life But he went demented and grabbed a knife - Lodged deep inside his head Visions of war Visions of the dead His pencil becomes a bayonet You tried to help but the fire's set Now he's after you and he's after me We're not american, we're vc Point your finger, you point it in the dark I'm just putty, just putty in your hands So nail me up and sit and watch me bleed And take whatever, whatever you need So thanks very much for his kick in the face He's not alright, he's in outer space Just give him a shot, he'll be alright Man, you just want him out of sight 8. build me a bomb People, they open their palms to me What they want they take from me What i got they gotta take There's no more truth, it's all a fake Build me Build me a bomb Then all my problems They'll be gone I'm sick and tired of the same routine Just a part of an official scheme But i'll be sure that when i'm sold It won't be my head that rolls aloneTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
