regime

War

And until the ignoble and unhappy regimes that hold our brothers in Angola

In Mozambique, South Africa

Lie, mask the pain of a child who's forsaken

Lie to myself, praise the new regime

I left me long ago

Nah Mean

We nuh like dem colonial regime

Nah Mean

The crimson tide is flowing through your fingers as you sleep

The promise of a clean regime are promises we keep

Do you like it rough, I ask and are you up to task?

I can feel it, the dream is more than process

I can put a regime that forms a Loch Ness

I can feel it, the scream that haunts our logic

♪

Regime prophetic age, old in its time

Flowing veins run on through, deep in the Rhine

God save the Queen

The fascist regime

They made you a moron

Just a little piece, I ain't tryna make a scene

Like it's something it's not, my whole regime is up in the spot

Carefully watched by dozens of thots

This a war

And until the ignoble and unhappy regime that hold our brothers in South Africa, yeah

South Africa, yeah, sub-human bondage have been toppled, utterly destroyed

And we have plans to take you down (forced abdication)

We intend to erase your place in history (regime revocation)

Soon (soon) you'll be left with nothing

55 years from now, I know it sounds insane

The dark fascist regime might be gone (might be gone)

Oh, if you by then have forgiven me

There is no one on earth I'm afraid of

And no regime can buy or sell me

♪

Won't somebody, anybody, be the leader of a new regime?

Free the keepers of the burnt-out scene another day

I fled to the edge of the mighty sea of sorrow

Pursued by the riders of a cruel and dark regime

But the waters parted and my soul crossed over

Dead religions, holocausts

New regimes, old ideas

That's now myth, that's now real

Exposed by the light, true colors ascend

Take down the regiment, break the trend

Bumrushed by your peers and your so-called friends

Our founding fathers are rolling in their graves

The land of liberty needs a regime change

Until you no longer know right from wrong

And a tightly constrained definition of who is free

Old regime, smoke of history

Liberty still wafting in the breeze

You inna me land an' you build up your parliament

You inna me land, you build up your regime

You inna me land, only talk 'bout justice

We are drawing from an ancient solution

We're embarking on a new regime

We are calling for a new revolution

God save the Queen

A fascist regime

They made you a moron

College graduates, apply today...

Come decimate dictatorships and overthrow regimes

In exotic far-off places the vacation of your dreams

Understand, you might regret it, treating me the way you did

Hey old man, shut your mouth and listen, this here's the new regime

I command, you could go missin', you could be off the scene

For an experiment

With a tougher regime

For depriving young football hooligans

♪

Head back to the daily regime

Where the late night graveyard shift dampens your dreams

Will the red head in my arms go up in flames?

Or dissolve mighty regimes with her screams

Or so it seems

A military regime in democratic disguise

That lies in all impunity

We have mud-packs. we have blood sacks

It's a rigorous regime

Not a wrinkle when you twinkle