Teacher says that I've been naughty I must learn to concentrate But the girls they pull my hair And with the boys, I can't relate Daddy says I'm good for nothing Mama says that it's from him Manic sister thinks I'm cracking Brother says it's in my genes (Oh-oh, oh-oh) Don't you want to? Don't you want to be the one? (Oh-oh, oh-oh) Don't you want to? Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang (Oh-oh, oh-oh) Don't you want to? Don't you want to hold the gun? (Oh-oh, oh-oh) Don't you want to? Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang So we put on our eyeliner And a bit of glitter dust Life at night is always finer Neon streets are full of lust Teenage kids and Soho Dolls They make you want to cry, ay-ay Like my superstar, they fall Some will be alright (Oh-oh, oh-oh) Don't you want to? Don't you want to hold the gun? (Oh-oh, oh-oh) Don't you want to? Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang (Oh-oh, oh-oh) Don't you want to? Don't you want to hold the gun? (Oh-oh, oh-oh) Don't you want to? Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang (Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang) (Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang) Sunlight falls onto his eyes But he don't stir or turn Messages on the answerphone But none will be returned Monday morning, lousy morning What a day to see In the evening I will hear it On the BBC (Oh-oh, oh-oh) Don't you want to? Don't you want to hold the gun? (Oh-oh, oh-oh) Don't you want to? Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang (Oh-oh, oh-oh) Don't you want to? Don't you want to hold the gun? (Oh-oh, oh-oh) Don't you want to? Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang (Oh-oh, oh-oh) Don't you want to? Don't you want to hold the gun? (Oh-oh, oh-oh) Don't you want to? Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang (Oh-oh, oh-oh) Don't you want to? Don't you want to hold the gun? (Oh-oh, oh-oh) Don't you want to? Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang (Oh-oh, oh-oh) Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang (Oh-oh, oh-oh) Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang

Nan kkaeeona kkaman bamgwa hamkke Da deureowa damen nugu charye Han chi apdo bol su eopsneun makjang gerilla Gyeongbaehara mokcheongi teojige Jjijilhan bunwigireul jeonhwanhae Gwanggireul gamchuji moshage hae Namjadeurui pumwi yeojadeurui gasik Iyu moreul jasingami bolmanhae Nan boran deusi neomunado ppeonppeonhi Ni momsoge pagodeuneun alleoji Isanghan jeongsinui sulleongineun cheonji Oneul yeogi mubeopji Nan bureul jilleo Simjangeul taewo Neol michige hago sipeo B.I.G yea we BANG like this modu da gati Chong majeun geoscheoreom BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! Ppangya ppangya ppangya BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! Ppangya ppangya ppangya Da kkomjjak mara da kkomjjak ma Da kkomjjak mara da kkomjjak ma Oneul bam kkeutjang boja da kkeutjang bwa Oneul bam kkeutjang boja Ppangya ppangya ppangya Neol deryeoga jigeum i sungane Saeppalgan jeo haneuri chumchul ttae Dolgo dora neowa na igoseun valhalla Chanyanghara deo ullyeo peojige We go hard bulchimbeon bamsae dallyeo chukjibeop I noraeneun kkokjijeom sinina bulleora sinjeom Keun bimyeongsorineun maseongui mellodi geomeun dokgiui yeongyeol gori SaBANG palBANG oBANG gaseo puneun goppi whoo Nan bureul jilleo Ne simjangeul taewo Neol michige hago sipeo B.I.G yea we BANG like this modu da gati Chong majeun geoscheoreom BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! Ppangya ppangya ppangya BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! Ppangya ppangya ppangya Da kkomjjak mara da kkomjjak ma Da kkomjjak mara da kkomjjak ma Oneul bam kkeutjang boja da kkeutjang bwa Oneul bam kkeutjang boja Ppangya ppangya ppangya Ready or not Yea we don't give a what Ready or not Yea we don't give a what Ret't go namjadeureun wiro Yeojadeureun get low Danggyeora BANG BANG BANG Let the bass drum go Namjadeureun wiro Yeojadeureun get low Danggyeora BANG BANG BANG Let the bass drum go

Why do the babies starve There's enough food to feed the world Why when there're so many of us Are there people still alone Why are the missiles called peace keepers When they're aimed to kill Why is a woman still not safe When she's in her home Love is hate War is peace No is yes We're all free But somebody's gonna have to answer Time is coming soon Amidst all these questions and contradictions There're some who seek the truth But tell me why do the babies starve There's enough food to feed the world Why when there're so many of us Are there people still alone Why are the missiles called peace keepers When they're aimed to kill Why is a woman still not safe When she's in her home Love is hate War is peace No is yes And we're all free But somebody's gonna have to answer The time is coming soon When the blind remove their blinders And the speechless speak the truth Tell me why do the babies starve There's enough food to feed the world Why when there're so many of us Are there people still alone And why are the missiles called peace keepers When they're aimed to kill Why is a woman still not safe When she's in her home Love is hate War is peace No is yes We're all free

You can close your eyes And see the picture perfect life Inside of your mind Dreaming only of the days ahead Wanted and wished for more than now Or the days behind You waste your time The picture makes a promise The flesh lets it be broken The picture makes a promise The flesh lets it be broken You can never think You can't even stop yourself Before the words have been spoken And you've already said You would give everything And something for nothing Everybody thinks you're joking The picture makes a promise The flesh lets it be broken The picture makes a promise The flesh lets it be broken You want to be the one Made over be your own Before and after And a supermarket Beauty in a bottle queen Who'll one day grace a check-out counter Magazine front cover Though the fine print reads The picture makes a promise The flesh lets it be broken The picture makes a promise The flesh lets it be broken Lets it be broken Lets it be broken Lets it be broken Lets it be broken Lets it be broken Broken Broken When your life is never what you wanted Not even halfway normal Just tarnished and soiled When in your reach A framed and frozen moment So far from perfection Not truth or transcendence Will set you free Still you don't believe The picture makes a promise The flesh lets it be broken The picture makes a promise The flesh lets it be broken