CORRIGER LES PAROLES

Paroles : Pain & Strife

Pain and the strife (get out, gone)
Hated the wife (stupid b*t*h)
What do I do now?
Curl up and die?
Give it a try (reset)
Finger walking the line
Hero on guitar, the heroin vibes (course in my veins)
What's crack but a rock, shark tank
Got a lot of dark thoughts on my mind (f**king hell!)
I'm a zombie, I'll eat your guts
Pull a blondie then I jeet and chuck
Little wonky, front seat of the bus
I've got my backpack for trinkets and such
When I'm travelling light, I can run fast (fast, ow, ya!)
When I've hunted him down, I'll give him a blast (bow, b*st*rd!)
Weighing it up, cutting it down
Bricks on bricks, building a house
Home-made stick, boring it out
Peppering walls, shelling the ground
War of the worlds, thrill of the fight
Stepping to me, hare to the hound
Washed on the beach, terrible sight
Mystery man, no evidence found
I might have done that
But you wouldn't know if I did that (no, you wouldn't)
You can't see nowt, bopping on the high street
Plain sight blind (I'm hidden)
I'm a dirty dog and I'll east those scraps
Come back for seconds, yes
I'm a flaming demon, hell-bound pilgrim
Heads get severed (wha, ching!)
C-c-cider on side, size of my spliff
King Kong's finger
When I'm burning, the head, the body, the soul
The block of the cinder (world leaders)
Got under my skin, the voices inside
Telling me 'move it' (move it!)
With a packet of crisps, a can of the K
I'm gonna go prove it
I don't do no wrong, I just wanna get by
And fly with the birds
And I don't mean nowt when I whistle at your bird
Got a way with words
Have you ever been in convey
With your whole family laid in a hearse?
I committed some crimes, and I served some time
But I never felt worse
Better get back when I burn that sage
Licking on my finger, turn that page
Hand on the Bible, left in flames
Dealing with the Devil and I heard his pain
"Norman, what you doing? Why you rushing?
Why you ruin everything that you touch kid?"
F**k you, drop rocks like an avalanche
Traveller, living in a caravan
Dologo yologou spelageak backslang?
Wrap a man's head like a Taliban in Afghan
Grab necks I'm the noose of a hangman
Jackie Chan, throwing them kicks
'Cos I can-can
I'm a black belt, I'm a madman
Take money from your house like a taxman
I was a poor man, but now I'm richer
Drinking the vodka and ice from a pitcher
What did your mother say?
When I gave her the Norman Pain?
She been back on all fours again
I played her Roxanne, it was all in vain
Stings, doesn't it hurt?
Tell me now, what is the worth?
The Devil gon' eat up the Earth
Pray for my sins, I'll see you in church