H um tempo atrs se falava em bandidos. H um tempo atrs se falava em soluo. H um tempo atrs se falava em progresso. H um tempo atrs que eu via televiso.
H um tempo atrs se falava em bandidos. H um tempo atrs se falava em soluo. H um tempo atrs se falava em progresso. H um tempo atrs que eu via televiso.
Verse 1. JM: Hi Hello, Its great to meetcha. Im starving. Lets GO get some pizza. I hate close talking.. IN-ear yelling, volume swell with beer swilling.
Verse 1 - Sleep. Twas the night before the bailout and all through the house. not a banker was stirring they were sleeping so well. the stocks were thrown around by wall street with care.
I'm taken aback by allegations,. that I've misdirected my life.. I've changed, I'm a different man.. How I love ain't right.. But I only wish you would understand..
Stand back to back believer. Meet head to head. Fight toe to toe, believer. Dance cheek to cheek. . When this cold world gets to me. I throw my fears out the door.
Ooh, yeah, oh. . You would be everything that I want. If I wanted it but I don't. And I won't be changing my mind. . Try to convince me if you can. But you better understand.
Be brave, reshape. Can't force all into molds. Passing out schematics. Forcing all into molds. . Once more about to change. Some try and fall beneath, molds.
Time holds us for the minute. It drives the risks like Penicillin. Each of these men holds a Pentagram. So recent all the surge they're pushing off the chest.
A scratchy throat wish you would lift this. I drink liquids spreading true, I hope. A blank earth covered in nothing, living. Swear this it's something 'cause it's here.
Margarethe Thatcher on TV. Shocked by the deaths that took place in Beijing. Seems strange that she should be offended. The same orders are given by her.
So the water's thickening. His collar's pulled, begin to be aware. (It's on). That he needs to focus beyond that man. He brings a world of pain. . 'Cause.
Bromance. Bro-o-o-mance. Its like Eminem and Dr. Dre. If I loved you more I might be in gay. And when I'm feeling down. You know just what to say. You my homie,.
We were all down at Margie's bar tellin' stories if we had one. Someone fired the old jukebox up, the song it sure was a sad one. A teardrop rolled down Bubba's nose, from the pain the song was inflictin'.
Brother Jukebox -- Mark Chestnutt. -----------------------------------. CHORUS:. ] Brother jukebox. ] Sister wine. ] Mother freedom. ] Father of time.
Out on the highway a lot of pretty girls go by. But none have been right. Up until today I would never settle down. But you keep comming around. . And your love is a miracle.
I been having a ball since I was a boy in Beaumont. I love that town but I just couldn't stay. Two-stepped all the way to Amarillo. Shuffled my way into Santa Fe.