Heaven 17 Lyrics
Heaven 17 Lyrics
"FASCIST GROOVE THANG Lyrics"
Nearly Impossible Lyrics
please excuse my point of view and allow me to intrude I have given up on what I thought I knew and our ignorance is bliss so we're hiding out in it
please excuse my point of view and allow me to intrude I have given up on what I thought I knew and our ignorance is bliss so we're hiding out in it
(Everybody move to prove the groove)
Have you heard it on the news
About this fascist groove thang
Evil men with racist views
Spreading all across the land
Don't just sit there on your ass
Unlock that funky chaindance
Brothers, sisters shoot your best
We don't need this fascist groove thang
Brothers, sist
In the Name of the Future Lyrics
In the name of the future Confused the angel beholds the master The little people are coming for me Behold the curse of morality In the name of the futur
ers, we don't need this fascist groove thang In the name of the future Confused the angel beholds the master The little people are coming for me Behold the curse of morality In the name of the futur
History will repeat itself
Crisis point we're near the hour
Counterforce will do no good
Hot you ass I feel your power
Hitler proves that funky stuff
Is not for you and me girl
Europe's an unhappy land
They've had their fascist groove thang
Brothers, sist
Mutual Feeling Lyrics
You're the one for me, I'm the one for you It's a mutual feeling, the feeling is mutual You're the one for me, I'm the one for you It's a mutual feeling, the
ers, we don't need this fascist groove thang You're the one for me, I'm the one for you It's a mutual feeling, the feeling is mutual You're the one for me, I'm the one for you It's a mutual feeling, the
Democrats are out of power
Across that great wide ocean
Reagan's president elect
Fascist god in motion
Generals tell him what to do
Stop your good time dancing
Train their guns on me and you
Fascist thang advancing
Brothers, sisters, we don't need this fa
Perfume-V Lyrics
fun for an hour til the hour's gone can one trick nights feed 40 days? in my bed at the break of dawn she shivered like a vein slashed bright and newscist groove thang
Sisters, brothers lend a hand
Increase our population
Grab that groove thang by the throat
And throw it in the ocean
You're real tonight you move my soul
Let's cruise out of the dance war
Come out your house and dance your dance
Shake that fascist groove thang
(Shake it!)
fun for an hour til the hour's gone can one trick nights feed 40 days? in my bed at the break of dawn she shivered like a vein slashed bright and new
Sisters, brothers lend a hand
Increase our population
Grab that groove thang by the throat
And throw it in the ocean
You're real tonight you move my soul
Let's cruise out of the dance war
Come out your house and dance your dance
Shake that fascist groove thang
(Shake it!)