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We're NOt gonna Take It anymore by Twisted SIster
[refrain] We're not gonna take it- no we aint gonna take it!
We're not gonna take it ---anymore.
We've got the right to choose and
there aint no way we're losin
This is our life-
this is our song.
We'll fight the powers that be just
don't pick our destiny cuz-
You dont know us, you don't belong.
Oh youre so condesending,
your gore is never ending,
we dont want nothing- not a thing from you
Your life is trife and jaded- boring and confiscated.
If thats your best- your best won't do
Lady Madonna by THe BEatles
Lady Madonna,
Children at your feet
Wonder how you manage to make ends meet.
Who find the money
When you pay the rent?
Did you think that money was Heaven sent?
Friday night arrives without a suitcase.
Sunday morning creeping like a nun.
Monday's child has learned to tie his bootlace.
See how they run.
Lady Madonna,
Baby at your breast
Wonders how you manage to feed the rest.
See how they run.
Lady Madonna,
Lying on the bed.
Listen to the music playing in your head.
Tuesday afternoon is neverending.
Wednesday morning papers didn't come.
Thursday night your stockings needed mending.
See how they run.
Lady Madonna,
Children at your feet
Wonder how you manage to make ends meet.
We're NOt gonna Take It anymore by Twisted SIster
[refrain] We're not gonna take it- no we aint gonna take it!
We're not gonna take it ---anymore.
We've got the right to choose and
there aint no way we're losin
This is our life-
this is our song.
We'll fight the powers that be just
don't pick our destiny cuz-
You dont know us, you don't belong.
Oh youre so condesending,
your gore is never ending,
we dont want nothing- not a thing from you
Your life is trife and jaded- boring and confiscated.
If thats your best- your best won't do
Lady Madonna by THe BEatles
Lady Madonna,
Children at your feet
Wonder how you manage to make ends meet.
Who find the money
When you pay the rent?
Did you think that money was Heaven sent?
Friday night arrives without a suitcase.
Sunday morning creeping like a nun.
Monday's child has learned to tie his bootlace.
See how they run.
Lady Madonna,
Baby at your breast
Wonders how you manage to feed the rest.
See how they run.
Lady Madonna,
Lying on the bed.
Listen to the music playing in your head.
Tuesday afternoon is neverending.
Wednesday morning papers didn't come.
Thursday night your stockings needed mending.
See how they run.
Lady Madonna,
Children at your feet
Wonder how you manage to make ends meet.
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