A keresés eredménye

Unemployed*

Mom's always gone, at the neighbors
She lost in Mahjong, so she's hot headed
Dad's always drunk, comes in the morning
Can't ask, coz you might get kicked
They're always arguing, neighbors hear it
And I got cussed, they called me son of a sheep
 
(REF)
Bum in the streets*
(I'm/we're) bums in the streeets
Roaming the streets
Walking (I'm/we're) going nowhere
 
I'm from a rich family, my dad's a bussinessman
He has no time for my lonely mom
My mom went looking, she went sneaking
But for my dad, she wasn't important
What will I do, no one cares
I'm here, smoking weed
 
(REF)
Bum in the streets
I'm the bum in the streets
Where am I heading
Left or right or straight
 
Now we're here, don't know what to do
Don't rebuke us, but pity us instead
 
(REF)
Bum in the streets
We're bums in the streets
Roaming the streets
Walking going nowhere
 

Nena

Her mother is doing laundry, her dad is tired
From work, no sleep
Nena is reading, still studying
Only child of her father and mother
Only hope of her parents
 
Her mos is crying, her dad is dead
Crushed by the machine in the factory
Her mom worked real hard to earn
She helped doing laundry
Nena stopped her studies
 
(REF)
Nena grew up, didn't finish school
Unsure of the future
O, her life is hard
She asks, 'when will it end?'
 
Her mom is in bed, eyes are closed
From too much work, she got sick
Nena is worried, she needs money
Where to loan money, where to get it?
She needs money, where will she get it?
 
(REF)
Nena grew up, didn't finish school
Unsure of the future
O, her life is hard
She asks, 'when will it end?'
 
Before dark, Nena leaves
Always wearing make up, short dress
She looks lovely
She comes back next morning
Nena doesn't like it, but she is short on cash
 
Oh hmmm
Nena, Nena
Hmmm
 
(CODA)
Like Nena, there are others
Everywhere there are many Nenas'
 

We Are Filipinos

We are Filipinos, not Americans
Never be ashamed of your flat nose.
 
Here in the east I was born
Where the sun rises
I have my own color : Brown
But I can't really show my true identity.
 
If we will search we can find
We have our own talents admirable
But where is the shining sun
Why are we admiring the west
 
Why are we like this?
Why do we copy when we have our own
We are Filipinos not Americans
Never be ashamed of your flat nose.
 
Here in the east I was born
Where the sun rises
But where is the shining sun
Why are we admiring the west
 
Why are we like this?
Why do we copy when we have our own
We are Filipinos not Americans
Never be ashamed of your flat nose.
 
There is a dog mad crazy
Meowing not barking
Just like others trying hard speaking english
But if you will really listen, wrong usage
Better not.
 
Better not, hey you are a Filipino
Hey hey you are a Filipino.