October 29, 2009
October 28, 2009
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October 20, 2009
"ATTITUDE"
Attitude, you got some fucking attitude
I can't believe what you say to me
You got some attitude
Inside your feeble brain there's probably a whore
If you don't shut your mouth you're gonna feel the floor
Attitude, the one you got, oh baby
Attitude, the one you got, oh baby
Attitude, attitude
I can't believe what you say to me
You got some attitude
Inside your feeble brain there's probably a whore
If you don't shut your mouth you're gonna feel the floor
Attitude, the one you got, oh baby
Attitude, the one you got, oh baby
Attitude, attitude
MAD 2009
Ingresso libero.
Orari: da martedì a venerdì dalle 15.00 alle 20.00 - sabato e domenica dalle 10.00 alle 20.00
Milanofiori Nord (di fronte al Forum di Assago)
Piazza degli Incontri
Edificio U7, Sala B
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October 07, 2009
Out to lunch
When you got it, you know you got it
When it's gone, you know you lost it
Nobody ever switched your switch
Nobody ever scratches your itch
Out of time, serves you right
Where you gonna sleep tonight
Out of time, blinding light
Now you're gonna feel the bite...
Turned around again, turned around again
Turned around again
Out for blood, out for blood
Out to lunch and no damn good...
If you need it, you must beleive it
When it's gone you can;t retrieve it
Can't see where it all went wrong
You don't know what's going on
Out of time, serves you right
Where you gonna sleep tonight
Out of time, blind at night
Now you're gonna feel the bite
Turned around again, turned around again
Turned around again
Out for blood, out for blood
Out to lunch and no damn good...
When it's on, you know it's on
When it bites, you know you're wrong
Don't feel good about yourself
Don't know if you're someone else
Out of time, serves you right
Where you gonna sleep tonight
Out of time, blind all right
Now you're gonna feel the bite
Turned around again, turned around again
Turned around again
Out for blood, out for blood
Out to lunch and no damn good...
Turned around again, turned around again
Turned around again
Out for blood, out for blood
Out to lunch and no damn good...
When it's gone, you know you lost it
Nobody ever switched your switch
Nobody ever scratches your itch
Out of time, serves you right
Where you gonna sleep tonight
Out of time, blinding light
Now you're gonna feel the bite...
Turned around again, turned around again
Turned around again
Out for blood, out for blood
Out to lunch and no damn good...
If you need it, you must beleive it
When it's gone you can;t retrieve it
Can't see where it all went wrong
You don't know what's going on
Out of time, serves you right
Where you gonna sleep tonight
Out of time, blind at night
Now you're gonna feel the bite
Turned around again, turned around again
Turned around again
Out for blood, out for blood
Out to lunch and no damn good...
When it's on, you know it's on
When it bites, you know you're wrong
Don't feel good about yourself
Don't know if you're someone else
Out of time, serves you right
Where you gonna sleep tonight
Out of time, blind all right
Now you're gonna feel the bite
Turned around again, turned around again
Turned around again
Out for blood, out for blood
Out to lunch and no damn good...
Turned around again, turned around again
Turned around again
Out for blood, out for blood
Out to lunch and no damn good...
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