Tycoon Pollution's Child Lyrics:
Paroles de Tim RICE
- Musique de Michel
BERGER
l'm born and bred in
pollution's grip
First three weeks
fed by a CO drip
Ain't no breast
Passed the test
I needed stronger stuff
Carbon mon-
Oxide on
Tap, couldn't get enough
My leather lungs
never felt no pain
I ran around in the acid rain
Drank and smoked
Never choked
I was immune to dirt
Whisky, gin
Pumped it in
I never ever hurt
Got a car, got ahead
On the road burning lead
I'm happy as I am
I dig this greenhouse scam
All summer on the beach
Aerosols in easy reach
Needles floating out to sea
Sunshine beats down on me
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No ozone in my way
Every day's holiday
If I get bored with
all my modern toys
I got a walkman for
my private noise
If l'm blue
I just do
Another ten db
Sony was heaven sent
l'm in my element
Once I get up there on
the album charts
l'm gonna win myself a
billion hearts
when they see
Little me
Saving the world tonight
Pious rage
On the stage
Turn on your brightest light
There go a million trees
Covers for my Cds
I'm a consumer
therefore I consume
I buy a lot of things
so gimme room
Being green
Ain't my scene
I need the parking space
Hello crack
Hello smack
Bye bye the humen race
Gimme another shot
Gimme the best you got
That's my credentials filed
Truly pollution's child
Lyrics: Pollution's Child, Tycoon [end]