1. BOLT WITH THE SWAG

Mr tax assessor
I will seat on my chest
like scrooge mc duck 'cause I won't share
I won't share any cent
with beggars

I'm rich 'cause I deserve it
Why shall they steal my money?
Benefits to the poor?
Those lazy morons
Get your piece of the pie?
No way, bolt with the swag.

Bolt with the swag

I don't wanna hear
'bout you bottom-class things
'bout schools or health or public needs,
I've got business to lead
so come on

I'm rich 'cause I deserve it
Why should I pay for dummies?
Benefits to the poor?
Those lazy morons
Cheapskate, so am I
surely, bolt with the swag.

Bolt with the swag

Someone, Lord have mercy on me
I've got my chopper to feed with gas
swordfishes to catch with my high class mates, yeah
So come on, don't lecture me bout myself

My two hundred acres golf course won't get mown by itself
My daily Beluga won't import by itself
So please, Lord, let me flee this place
To your tax heaven place


2. VOID SHOW

You put your trust in me
I told you that I'd never break it
All mylife
Oh yes I lied

I've built a house, built my face
I've been a forefather I've been a good man
All my life
Oh yes I lied

I've been so down, for a while
Only outstanding for my eyes
But anyway I stand
Upright

Yes I lied (x2)
Yes I lied baby yes I lied,
Allright

I put the blame on my past
On the man that forever broke me
Oh so bad
Oh yes, so bad

I told lies, I dit shit
I've been a betrayer, I've been a coward
All my life
Oh yes I lied

But I've got some excuses for that
For doing my filth behind your back
But anyway I stand
Upright

Yes I lied (x2)
Yes I lied baby yes I lied,
Allright

Now I'm free from your stares
From the chains that you put around me
To keep me from being myself

Well I'm still so down for a while
But now I'm shining through their eyes
So anyway I stand
Upright

Yes I lied (x2)
Yes I lied baby yes I lied,
Allright


3. BANKSTER

I Dropped my blade, I've left my gun
It used to soil my hands
I found some new plan, safe and clear
In the pay of banks

Gambling away
Intaking lives of labour
Haggling assets to rob your world
Cram my greed

Well I'm a bankster Yeah

You can't take what I ain't got
And if I fail... It's the government's shout !

Hands up bastards, don't waste your breathe
Calling for robbery
Cause your leading men then do help me well
In the name of wealth

Gambling away
Playing with your lives through my screen
My filthy games will bring your world
Down its knees

Cause I'm a bankster Yeah

You can't take what I ain't got
And if I fail... It's the government's shout !


4. WASTE EARN BLUES

When I was a young boy
some wisefool told me
"work, try hard, get a job
and sure they'll reward it".
They tried to teach me how to live
like a Western man,
gotta grow fat and get along
and don't forget to pay for useless needs

'cause nothing is free, man
in this land
so come on and buy my things
and when it's used just let it to waste

And if you ain't smart, your phone will be
And if you ain't strong, a brand new car should be
And if you can't afford it, go hire purchase
well I'll show you what you need
but don't forget to pay for useless needs

'cause nothing is free, man
in this land
so come on and buy my things
and when it's used just let it to waste


5. AIN'T FROM NO PACK

Right, each one is from a pack of wolves
Might be well to be a part of those
Despite, I'm not of yours.

Mangy dogs and well crumbly wolves
With these ones I'm meant to share my blood
Despite, I'm not of yours

When you ask me if anyone matters well I don't know
When you tell me "go and meet your folk", I say 'I won't go"
Consequence of my lack of wisdom, well I don't think so
Well I ain't from no pack
I'll make my own
I ain"t from no pack
Can't bow me down

Well, you told me I'm a kind of boor
Now I'm meant to go along my road
Despite, blood doesn't count

When you ask me if anyone matters well I don't know
When you tell me "go and meet your folk", I say 'I won't go"
Consequence of my lack of wisdom, well I don't think so
Well I ain't from no pack
I'll make my own
I ain"t from no pack
Can't bow me down

6. A LITTLE LESS CONVERSATION (ELVIS PRESLEY COVER)

A little less conversation a little more action,
All this aggravation ain't satisfactioning me,
A little more bite a little less bark,
A little less fight and a little more spark,
Close your mouth and open up your heart and baby satisfy me, satisfy me baby.

Baby close your eyes and listen to the music,
Dig to the summer breeze,
It's a groovy night and I can show you how to use it,
Come along with me and put your mind at ease hey.

A little less conversation a little more action please,
All this aggravation ain't satisfactioning me,
A little more bite a little less bark,
A little less fight and a little more spark,
Shut your mouth and open up your heart and baby satisfy me,
Satisfy me baby.

Come on baby I'm tired of talking.
Grab your coat and let's start walking,
Come on come on,
Come on come on,
Come on come on,
Don't procrastinate,
Don't articulate,
Girl it's getting late,
You just sit and wait around.

Yeah, a little less conversation a little more action,
All this aggravation ain't satisfactioning me,
A little more bite a little less bark,
A little less fight and a little more spark,
Shut your mouth and open up your heart and baby satisfy me,
Satisfy me baby.


7. THE HELPING HANDS

I brought progress, and you regrets
But you’re too young to get that
We made the world shine, and you’re just resigned
It will be hard to live the end

‘Cause it’s much more, I’m a creator
We’ll not allow you to cease
Your attitude, No gratitude
You will be judged on your work (x2)

Anyway
The fault is not ours at all

There’s something, in your attic
That I prefer giving a rat
You’re hudge mistakes, the shame of stake
And all the stuff you try to break

You’re egoist, your fear of twist
The reason why I raise my fist
Your world is done, at the end we’ll win
The history make you pay (x2)

Anyway
The fault is not ours at all

Goooo and wooork (x2)
Ooooon your own
You're not here to have fun

Well, well i'm done
Your world, you fool, is wrong
Run, fast, unknown
The strategy of my own
Fear, stress, my crown - Impact of this, later on!


8. YOU CAN'T JUDGE A BOOK BY IT'S COVER (BO DIDDLEY COVER)

You can't judge an apple by looking at a tree
You can't judge honey by looking at the bee
You can't judge a daughter by looking at the mother
You can't judge a book by looking at the cover

Oh can't you see, oh you misjudge me
I look like a farmer but I'm a lover
You can't judge a book by looking at the cover, oh oh oh

Oh come on in closer baby
Hear what else I gotta say
You got your radio turned down too low
Turn it up, oh

You can't judge sugar by looking at the cane
You can't judge a woman by looking at her man
You can't judge a sister by looking at her brother
You can't judge a book by looking at the cover

Oh can't you see, oh you misjudge me
Well I look like a farmer but I'm a Lover
Can't judge a book by looking at the cover, come on

Oh how am I doin' baby, oh

Yeah, you can't judge a fish by lookin' in the pond
You can't judge right from looking at the wrong
You can't judge one by looking at the other
You can't judge a book by looking at the cover

Oh can't you see, oh [Incomprehensible]
Am like a farmer but I'm a lover
Can't judge a book by looking at the cover


9. CRAP GURU

When I was drowned in magic waves of my grass
You came polluting my air with your dirt mouth
You tried to take me in a fishnet of lies
But I didn’t give a damn and that you couldn’t bear it

‘Cause you’re the shit
That I’m stepping on
Just try to face it
Can’t drag me down

You show yourself as a friend for anyone
But like cancer you’re just rotting things from inside
You’re thirty cent psychological speech
Has just for objective to control them as a lifestock

When I found one to put light on my sight
You put your skinny ass on my way like a land mine
By spreading sheet people turned against me
‘Cause that’s easy to put anything you want in their minds

Like friendly sheeps
They follow you
Like trendy chicks
They adored you

But I turned back, after one year of shit I operated a selection and thrown you away you scum, I piss on you and the asseholes who betrayed me, I’d better shit on your mouth to proceed a great recycling Wish you best STIs you b****. Uugh.


10. SIX EYED GIRL

Terrible gift to have six eyes
When your family can't stand two

A needle and a forest was the first thing they shown her
Raised by a bunch of welcoming cops who seen her in a different way
She became the proudly first living mass system of surveillance
And the first wife of the Multiple Hand's Craftman

The more she sees
The less she was scared

Forget the frame (x2)
Beyond the unchanged
Rearrange the unchanged

At twenty-five she became the queen of the pirates
Five patches and a wooden leg, the seven seas for a piece of bread
The death finds her peculiar, the gods calling her to integrate
But she was seeing no strangeness
no matter needles of anything else

The more she sees
The less she was scared

Forget the frame (x2)
Beyond the unchanged
Rearrange the unchanged


11 - BACK IN THE U.S.S.R. (THE BEATLES COVER)

Oh, flew in from Miami Beach B.O.A.C.
Didn't get to bed last night
On the way the paper bag was on my knee
Man I had a dreadful flight
I'm back in the U.S.S.R.
You don't know how lucky you are boy
Back in the U.S.S.R. (Yeah)

Been away so long I hardly knew the place
Gee it's good to be back home
Leave it till tomorrow to unpack my case
Honey disconnect the phone
I'm back in the U.S.S.R.
You don't know how lucky you are boy
Back in the U.S.
Back in the U.S.
Back in the U.S.S.R.

Well the Ukraine girls really knock me out
They leave the West behind
And Moscow girls make me sing and shout
That Georgia's always on my mind

Aw come on!
Ho yeah!
Ho yeah!
Ho ho yeah!
Yeah yeah!

Yeah I'm back in the U.S.S.R.
You don't know how lucky you are boys
Back in the U.S.S.R.

Well the Ukraine girls really knock me out
They leave the West behind
And Moscow girls make me sing and shout
That Georgia's always on my mind

Oh, show me around your snow-peaked mountains way down south
Take me to your daddy's farm
Let me hear your balalaika's ringing out
Come and keep your comrade warm
I'm back in the U.S.S.R.
Hey you don't know how lucky you are boys
Back in the U.S.S.R.

Oh let me tell you, honey
Hey, I'm back!
I'm back in the U.S.S.R.
Yes, I'm free!
Yeah, back in the U.S.S.R.

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