Make No Mistake
I wonder who's kissing her now?
Wonder who's teaching her how?
Wonder who's looking into her eyes, breathing sighs an' telling lies?
I wonder who's buyin' the wine, for the lips that I used to call mine?
Wonder if she ever tells him of me?
I wonder who's kissing her now?
I wonder who's buying the wine, for lips that I used to call mine?
Wonder if she ever tells him of me?
I wonder who's kissing . . .
her now?
Wonder who's teaching her how?
Wonder who's looking into her eyes, breathing sighs an' telling lies?
I wonder who's buyin' the wine, for the lips that I used to call mine?
Wonder if she ever tells him of me?
I wonder who's kissing her now?
I wonder who's buying the wine, for lips that I used to call mine?
Wonder if she ever tells him of me?
I wonder who's kissing . . .
her now?
Way of Life
Getting putdown by everyone, we are on our own
You can hear all the scenes talking against us
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Way of life, way of life
It's a fucking way of life
Boot boys mohicans with studs & spiky hair
While others have the same fucking patches and roll in the dirt
[Chorus]
Life ain't fucking easy for the punx of today
Even at our own fucking shows, we take their shit
[Chorus]
Nazis of the past wore boots and kicked you in the head
The new nazis wear punk clothes and talk a lot of shit
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