Kill For Cash Roger Miret & The Disasters

Terrorist kill in the name of God Is this the same God we learn to trust? Who shall we blame for all the hate today? Is it the church or this fuckin' state? Terror warning red! Kill for cash!

Kiss Kiss Kill Kill Roger Miret & The Disasters

> Summer punks on Avenue B Grubbing change and pissing the fuck out of me Their gutter smell offends me Who made it cool to live in poverty?

1984 Roger Miret & The Disasters

In 1984 we ruled the streets of New York City Street rock'n'roll, Street Hardcore! In the day we sweat it out For the love of the Lower East side With our gangs Street fights! 1984!

Shot Stabbed And Fooled Roger Miret & The Disasters

You say you want a revolution Lace up your boots, Let's hit the streets You talk the talk--Oi! C'mon and walk the walk!

Give 'em The Boot Roger Miret & The Disasters

Chaos on the streets What a price to pay for glory Loud, proud, and punk Just another East Side Story 1 to start the fight 3 to do it right Bottle to the head Boot between the eyes The story of my life

The Boys Roger Miret & The Disasters

> We're the boys of the bowery, the voice of the pissed-Hey! Rock'n'roll warriors stomping the streets Working class pride and loyalty Injustice!

Boys Will Be Boys Roger Miret & The Disasters

Shove your fuckin dove Evil is the bastard that's gonna spit in your face Boots and braces we're out again Drank a bit much don't give a damn Boys! Boys will be boys They will be boys... Oi! Oi!

Run Johnny Run Roger Miret & The Disasters

> Just the other day I threw the trash through Rony's window Pissed on the wall of the 5th St. precinct Ran around screaming LOUD FAST RULES!

Just Us Roger Miret & The Disasters

> Spring of '81 - Summer '82 Streets were full of punks, where the fuck was you? Fall of '83 - Winter '84 Infiltrated us, tried to take it all Where were you when I had no bed?

Punch The Clock Roger Miret & The Disasters

Here's the joke the last laugh's on me 9 seconds remaining, tick-tock, tick-tock 987654321... fuck you! Getting tired of punching the clock What's the point for what career?

New York Belongs To Me Roger Miret & The Disasters

Years of being told you ain't as good as us Join the line and sign your name And they said that our city's going bust But no-one's fooling us again ChorusNew York belongs to me A city's pride the dirty

It's Alright Roger Miret & The Disasters

> I wanna kick some heads in I wanna running riot I'm feeling loud and proud Ready for a fight - LET'S GO!

Lower East Side Roger Miret & The Disasters

Fucking weakened to the media's blow Is this the truce we said we'd die for?

Riot, Riot, Riot Roger Miret & The Disasters

C'mon let's go (x3) Just today like any other day Turned on the news, what's that someone's got to say? Fuck their peace, fuck what they have to say Who's to accuse for all this fucking mess?

Breakaway Roger Miret & The Disasters

Never cared for you! I never liked you Never gave a fuck about you! Never cared for you! Don't wanna know you Thoughts of you just make me sick!

I Don't Like You Roger Miret & The Disasters

Don't wanna be part of your order Wanna play in my street punk band Playing loud music Pissing off the latest fad I won't pretend to like you 'Cause I ain't no social fool I don't give a damn what you

Gal Friend Roger Miret & The Disasters

> You're the greatest gal this boys ever had Wouldn't trade you for a million bucks Everyday there's something new that keeps me loving you A fool would I be to lose you A quarter to four and I haven't

Smash It Up Roger Miret & The Disasters

> Gonna smash bottles all over the street Gonna cause a threat on society! Yeah I can't wait to fuck it up Gonna run wild gonna smash it up!

Street Rock N Roll Roger Miret & The Disasters

Prison bound goin' staight to hell Another fight jailed another night Been cheated, been fooled--mama won't you pray for me Fast times, fast girls, fast cars Moving on always on the gateway Lights on?

Look At Me Roger Miret & The Disasters

> I'm on the verge of going insane, tired of fighting Seems to me I'm always in the blame Broken dreams and old battle scars, still haven't changed I fight the law you turn away, are you listening to

Hooligans Roger Miret & The Disasters

county jail I remember throwing punches, smashing bottles, breaking chairs Post bond today, on my way home, hell there's gotta be a better way Stitches on my knuckles, blood on my face Pre-chorusTo tell the

Radio, Radio Roger Miret & The Disasters

> What's that playing on the radio?

Loud and Proud Roger Miret & The Disasters

Breaking glass in the burning nights No, it's not an illusion Figure it out, man! Can you shout! Viva la revolution!

Janie Hawk Roger Miret & The Disasters

There she goes walking down the streets, Janie never hurt nobody She's a punk rocker from Queens, a sex pistol, a real tease Janie jumped the R into the city, to meet the gals on Avenue B She walked in

New York City Roger Miret & The Disasters

remember her dark alleyways Where we learned how to fight And we learned to be brave We played handball all day and kissed girls at night Fought off rival gangs How we were so alive I grew older and watched the

Screw You Roger Miret & The Disasters

> Got up on a Sunday morning, after playing with my punk rock bandFeeling just a bit nauseous, must of drank way over my headNobody to answer toNo rules to compromiseGonna do what I wanna doNate...

Turncoat Roger Miret & The Disasters

You fucking twoface...bite the hand that feeds you! You're nothing but a two face! Another leech of society Suck another dick! Kiss another ass!

Crazy One ROGER

For you I could kill someone The good the bad the queen Cause you’re a pretty one For you I could be anyone A duke a lord a king Cause you’re a special one Our love is gone Our love is gone Just try not

Bravery Of Being Out Of Range Roger Waters

on the range You opened the suitcase Behind the old workings To show off the magnum You deafened the canyon A comfort, a friend Only upstaged in the end By the Uzi machine gun Does the recoil remind

Sweet Disasters Hot Water Music

So things are not the same Cut all loss and walk away What was said is done so independence comes and there is none the like No more lonely souls under changing leaves and no more weary wrecks Seeking

The Bravery Of Being Out Of Range Roger Waters

range You opened your suitcase Behind the old workings To show off the magnum You deafened the canyon A comfort a friend Only upstaged in the end By the Uzi machine gun Does the recoil remind you Remind

Miniature Disasters KT Tunstall

turn Looks like I got to be hot and cold I got to be taught and told Got to be good as gold But perfectly honestly I think it would be good for me Coz it's a hindrance to my health I'm a stranger

Money Roger Waters

Money it's a gas Grab that cash with both hands and make a stash New car, caviar, four star daydream Think I'll buy me a football team Money get back I'm all right Jack keep your hands off my stack

Perfect Sense (PartsⅠAnd Ⅱ) Roger Waters

a pile of stone And he stared at the broken bone in his hand Strains of a Viennese quartet rang out across the land The monkey looked up at the stars And he thought to himself Memory is a stranger History

The Skye Boat Song Roger Whittaker

Now if you load your rifle right And if you fix your bayonet so And if you kill that man, my friend The one we call the foe And if you do it often lad And if you do it right You'll be a hero overnight

I Don't Believe In If Anymore Roger Whittaker

Now if you load your rifle right And if you fix your bayonet so And if you kill that man my friend The one we call the foe And if you do it often lad And if you do it right You'll be a hero overnight You'll

My Country I & II Roger Taylor

My Country I & II Words and music by Roger Taylor Something horrid....

Roger Frenzal Rhomb

I turn you on at 6 o'clock why is it that you're such a cock You smile and tell me that it's a good evening Then you put on that stupid frown talk about the bullshit going down It's hard to stop

Natural Disasters Propagandhi

When your parents left the house we would creep up to their room, to the drawer beside the bed. We would pull out the shining dildo. One side dink, the other side Jesus. Not hedonists. Not atheists.

Surviving Disasters Our Last Night

> Say farewell to the anchor this ship is sailing away this ship is sailing away say farewell to the anchor this ship is sailing away and as we watch the sky consume its remains we watch the sky consume

Believe ROGER

I’m looking for you my father You’re all I need forever You ooouuu my father I can no longer call you When I need to talk with my brother To walk everytime like a father I’m looking for you my father You

Walking Disasters The Wombats

She used to get her kicks from a fall to the floor But now she's always wasted A total looker, but she's jaded The kind of shivering wreck that I adore I can't offer you a rescue I can tell you what I'd

Money (Explicit Ver.) Roger Waters

Money, get away You get a good job with more pay, and you're okay Money, it's a gas Grab that cash with both hands and make a stash New car, caviar, four-star daydream Think I'll buy me a football team

Empty Spaces Roger Waters

What shall we use to fill the empty spaces where waves of hunger roar? Shall we set out across this sea of faces in search of more and more applause? Shall we buy a new guitar?

Time Roger Waters

Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day You fritter and waste the hours in an off hand way Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town Waiting for someone or something to show you

Working Class Hero Roger Taylor

As soon as you're born they make you feel small By giving you no time instead of it all Till the pain is so big you feel nothing at all A working class hero is something to be They hurt you at home and

Roger Wilco Shawn Colvin

It's all yours it's anything that you say My company fell in we were dropped like like sticks in the wind I relinquish this misson sir in the intrest of my men I do not expect to see my children again

I Heard It Through The Grapevine Roger

gonna leave me, oh, I I heard it through the grapevine, oh Oh, oh, oh, I heard it through the grapevine Somebody told me 'bout your plans to leave me Oh, oh, oh, I heard it through the grapevine, oh,

Lost Boys Calling Roger Waters

Come hold me now I am not gone I would not leave you here alone In this dead calm beneath the waves I can still hear those lost boys calling You could not speak You were afraid To take the risk of being

Words ROGER

Oh my love, why don’t you say the words ? I’d be around if you would Oh my love, why can’t you say the words ?