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Skunk Anansie
Quotes from the songs
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"They're selling Jesus again/ They want your soul and your money your blood
and your vote" (Selling Jesus) |
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"Pain is your beauty/ It hurts the vision in your eyes/ Your eyes are smiling
now/ They watch me cry, they watch me die/ I can dream, I can dream/ I can dream that I'm someone else/ I can
love, I can love" (I can dream) |
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"You rope them in young/ So small, so innocent, so young/ So delicately
done, grown up in your poison" (Little Baby Swastikkka) |
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"You tried to drag me in again/ Spinning your lies and suffering/ Took all your
thoughts and turned them sane/ (So) you could believe you're not to blame" (All in the name of pity) |
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"Why does your world keep burying/ Gorging much deeper, than it's ever been/
rubbing still harder, salt on my hurt/ Licking my burns while I grovel in your dirt" (Charity) |
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"And here I stand, red-skinned fist of power/ clawing at the strains of racism/
It turns to black, cos you're so very credible/ But you keep losing track/ 'Cos you don't see, my colour in your
melting-point of love/ where everybody's brown/ So here I stand, knee deep in your soiled heritage" (And here I stand) |
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"Softly I spoke softly I'm dying/ Crushed by your power, by my willingless to
bleed/ I know 100 ways to be a good girl/ 100 ways, my willingness to please" (100 ways to be a good girl) |
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"I'm watching all the/ world crawl back again/ watching how it blows/ itself
away" (All I want) |
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"I can't weep, only cry/ I can move I deny/ [...] Evil eyes I can't sleep/ For her lies she's calling/ She's crawling"
(She's my heroine) |
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"Your secret smile so quaint/ In memories fortold/ Laughing so viciously,/ Your
conscience has been sold/ [...] Cracked infidelity, is all you/ Are to me."
(Hedonism) |
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"I cried on my blood day. There was nothing I could hold down to. Just a line
could have/ helped. Remind me of you. [...] Every day hurts a little more. And I'll do anything, yes I'll do
anything. To belong to be/ strong. To say there's nothing wrong. Cos every day hurts"
(Twisted) |
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"I am the god of power political to the core governments/ roll their heads
out the beast always want some more I love it, he loves it we love your/ apathy we crush your, lame spirit we love
your apathy love-er-ly I have the information / (that) keeps you from knowing me/ I abuse you, as you watch me and
you always vote me in the poorer you are the better/ That gives me more control"
(We love your apathy) |
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"I [...] watched you silently/ and publicly disgraced I didn't notice when you
strenghted like a vice that you/ were trembling and burned beneath the ice/ why don't you weep, when I hurt you why
don't you weep when I cut you you don't/ bleed, and the anger builds up inside"
(Brazen) |
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"I saw a weird boy he looked at me with/ a look of pure hate nobody knew all
the grief where he'd been [...] Soon enough, he's picking on me kicked my head in 'cos/ that's all that he'd seen"
(Pickin' on me) |
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