way you'll never need no guns We are the Partisans were fighting for our rights fighting for our freedom We are The Partisans oppose all wars we are the Partisans
Someone said the time was right each word was so sincere His friends smiled and raised a glass then drank another beer Their hearts were strong with
James Kelly lied he said what the cops wanted him to say James Kelly told us of the shit that went on in the cell of his Broke his ribs told him not
I caught you on the offensive but you've levelled my defences Blood on my face or is it lipstick? twin projectiles, were they ballistic? I tried a
Wait till you see the whites of their eyes Wait till you see the expression on their faces Wait until you smell the stench of the fear Wait till you
I woke up in the morning I was looking for a sign I thought I was doing well and everything was fine But as the hours past and it did not last The people
Trying hard not to show someone you care Telling people that there's something new each year For 52 weeks that's all i hear The days just pass me by
Theres people living on the poverty line You never here too much about them I guess there just a sign of the times victims of recesion But still there
I'd better leave now It's gone too far I've hurt too deep And I'm sure the wound will scar And in the morning All is not clear I try to see through
When they poured across the border I was cautioned to surrender, this I could not do; I took my gun and vanished. I have changed my name so often, I've
I?ve been dreaming for so long To see you smile right back at me From where you are I?ve been wishing for so long To see you smile back at me Like I?
When they poured across the border I was cautioned to surrender, this I could not do; I took my gun and vanished. An old woman gave us shelter, kept
Ami, entends-tu le vol noir des corbeaux sur nos plaines ? Ami, entends-tu les cris sourds du pays qu'on enchaine ? Ohe, partisans, ouvriers et paysans
[Caliban]
Ami, entends-tu le vol noir du corbeau sur nos plaines ? Ami, entends-tu ces cris sourds du pays qu?on enchaine ? Ohe partisans, ouvriers et paysans
When they poured across the border I was cautioned to surrender, this I could not do; I took my gun and vanished. I have changed my name so often,