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(And the Proles on Parade)

All of those wild american bilinguals
Who talk to you in paris of their lonely lives
School days and last days out there in the midwest
They climb on their liners and rejoin their wives

Walking down boulevards electric eyes
Would gaze at the waveforms and gasp at their size
Let them be lonely and say you don t care

Astro boy, i m watching the proles on parade
Astro boy, i m watching the proles on parade

Una with long hair will stand by your side
And the friends who were hungry could swallow your pride
Chromium pets that video screens would show
Pictures of helplessness old kings and queens
Radio stations that fade as in dust

All their transmitters are crumbling with rust
Let them be broken and say you don t care

Astro boy, i m watching the proles on parade
Astro boy, i m watching the proles on parade
Astro boy, i m watching the proles on parade
Let them be broken and say you don t care
Astro boy, i m watching the proles on parade

Na m± g³owê spad³o niebo, spad³o niebo pe³ne gwiazd
Zobaczy³em ca³e ¿ycie, ca³e ¿ycie jeszcze raz x2

Kalejdoskop wiruj¹cy, wiruj¹cy moich dróg
Jasny obraz, wizje prawdy, wizje prawdy moich snów x2

Babilonu, Babilonu gruz zobaczy³em u mych stóp
Jasny obraz wyzwolenia, wyzwolenia wszystkich dusz x2

...

Maybe you will and maybe you won t
Maybe you care, but hey I d like to think you don t
Maybe you re right and maybe I m wrong
Maybe you stay up worrying about it all night long?

Danger, there s a man...

It s a prison break anthem, prison break anthem.
Just what you need, just what you need.

There s a story about a man, he s been put down.
Some real shit has him locked up right now.
An attention about a hero out of town.
Bad ferocious fucked up...

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wszak nie jesteś na tej szosie jeden sam
to nie „country Ameryka”
wkoło domy... brak chodnika...
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ref.:...

You take my breathe away
but I ll never taste your lips
as fate keeps me locked away
I must close my eyes to see your face

Emptiness has darkened my eyes
as I hopelessly bed for my life to end
tell me why.
my iron eyes tell the tale
heroes always pay in their blood
I can be...