We will fight you from the mountains. And we will fight you in the streets. And we will fight you in the valleys. You cannot take what isn't yours. . And we will fight your goons and lawyers.
Get into line, stop talking back, meet the new boss. We'll take what you got, we'll sell it all back to you. . Give up your rights, your most private thoughts.
Saw you standing at mcarthur station. Saw you talking to your new boyfriend. But you know my reaction has nothing to do with you. . You know it's not my problem if you're not over me.
Walking down the street in San Francisco just the other day. Wondering what has happened to the freaks and hippies and the punks. Everybody's squeaky clean, they look and dress and act the same.
El Comanante. Your daughter she's so fine. El Comanante. It's just a bag of weed. . Now you and I don't see eye to eye. But we really should put this behind us.