Fracture (Punk)
Fracture (Punk)
Fracture (Punk)
Fracture (Punk)
Fracture (Punk)
Fracture (Punk)
Fracture (Punk)
Fracture (Punk)
Fracture (Punk)
I really can't remember exactly what was said
Something 'bout responsibility, being misled
I do remember the light and the lack of pain
As his words dribbled out the back of my brain
And I thought, I don't give a shit
One thing I know is that I
I know I like to feel a certain woman's warm embrace
There's nothing as beautiful or as ugly as this primate race
I know there's nothing I can do or say
To make a Nazi skinhead instantly gay
And I think, I don't give a shit
Sadly enough, that's not true
One thing I know is after all this time
I still don't got no clue
I don't give a shit
Sadly enough, that's not true
One thing I know is aftеr all this time
I still don't got no clue
Rod (The Green Ranger) was written by Fracture (Punk).