Blue eyeshadow girls smoking in the bathroom. They're gonna meet out on the dirt road at a quarter till two. Whispers, whispers echo through the stall.
-Intro-. Barcode puppets. P-p-p-puppets. . Verse:. Roll the dice! The master moves you right.. Their hands are not trembling. They know it's legal gambling..
Ready?. You put the bullet in the chamber. Then you cock the battle back. Then you squezee the trigger. Kill a nigga and then you shoot him in the back.
(Ed Vizard). . Trains cannot defeat me when I'm stoned little darling. Sticks and stones can beat you out of time. And I'm standing on the brink of a bridge that's black at sunrise.
As I walk through this land,. I remember the boys who took a stand,. Who stood there strong when things got tough,. They would shout and scream at the things that were rough,.
There is no more time left,what is your side,. Will you live like traitor,or fight with the pride.. Lets finish this,talks will get us nowhere,. Time to line up in your last fucking warfare..
Verse 1:. Fühl den Bass, dreh ihn laut auf. Tanz zum Beat, komm aus Dir raus. Beweg Dich im Takt, feier jetzt mit. Electro Beats - das ist der Shit. Be-weg Dich, Be-weg dich, Be-weg Dich.
Can I take you to the movies?. They will make you fat and ugly,. So no other boy will look your way. And you'll be mine all mine every single day. . My little butterball wouldn't go anywhere, without her man.
Now, somebody is out there on a streetcorner preaching about the evils of the people who are voting on the right while I'm working in a kitchen chopping parsley and lettuce and washing up the dishes till the end of the night. When i stumble down the streetcorner to buy myself a pony full of paint thinner, bourbon, a girly mag or two and blah blah blah goes the man on the corner and i'll never understand how it relates to me and you..
Te conoci en un bazar un sabado al mediodia. Entre la gente y los puestos pronto tu me seguas. Te detubiste a mi lado a ver que cara pona. Yo me compraba una blusa un pantaln de mezclilla.
Blood shot eyes. I look at you with blood shot eyes. I couldn't hide it from you tonight. I couldn't keep it from the light. . Dry your eyes. You didn't need to dry your eyes.
BACKSTREET BOYS (Patrik Fitzgerald 1979). ----------------------------------------. They could be waiting round the corner. They're such a scarifying sight to see.
So maybe I've got a lot to learn.. Or maybe I'm just hangin' on my words.. Maybe it's not a big concern.. But, if I raise my hand will I understand why I'm better with you?.
Well Ive seen beautiful girls. Theyre always going to be around. And Ive seen beautiful girls. Theyre always going to turn me down. . So where did this come from?.
There's a girl I think, comes straight from heaven, I long to know. Now all who has met her said she's better, than expressions, of love and soul. Now I thank faith for expressing to me, your love is more, than I expected to see.
Within a minute I was all packed up. I've got a ticket to another world. I don't wanna go. I don't wanna go. The silent words are hard to speak. When your thoughts are all I see.
I see a city on a hill. I see the only way to be filled. Mighty rushing wind around us. Holy Spirit burn within us. . Burn, burn, burn. Within us, within us.
Summer of 1978,. My sister and I in the back seat just wait.. We pass the time by making lines in the seat that we can't cross,. A thin line like dental floss..