Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Hours, artist - Handsome Boy Modeling School. Date of issue: 31.08.2004
Song language: English
The Hours |
| Why don’t you come out |
| Just wasting hours to call |
| And say… |
| No we’re not gonna die! |
| Thoughts evolve |
| Shall we kill |
| A lot say |
| Tell them lies it’s hard to play |
| And see my chest grow |
| For hours and hours and hours and safe for hours |
| The hours and hours and hours and hours… |
| Go tell |
| Wasting hours to talk |
| And say |
| No we’re not gonna stop! |
| Thoughts evolve |
| Shall we kill |
| A lot say |
| Tell them lies it’s hard play |
| And see my chest grow |
| For hours and hours and hours and safe for hours |
| The hours and hours and hours and hours… |
| Don’t let them take you alive! |
| The city knows my name, number and address |
| There’s no where to hide! |
| You must all hear the merciful leader of big guns |
| Watching Gotti and television talk to your son |
| Yeah 'least this plane isn’t corporated |
| To a sickness that will not be infiltrated |
| When you slip this, then you’ll see it’s automated |
| Weathermen President will be inaugurated |
| And when tapped in the vein |
| Clapped back automatic a vein snap |
| But I just wanna boogie with a same plaque |
| Weathermen will bring the beast out of a Jukie freak |
| Some of these soldiers scream at the look of me |
| While I sit back and. |
| Meditate on my medicated state of my rate |
| I can’t wait to shoot frank and loot the bank |
| And uh, it’s automated gang oughta take out the gator |
| Pulling prancin' on em' things and we breezing out of your brains some |
| For hours and hours and hours and safe for hours |
| The hours and hours and hours and hours… |