Be your own god. Religions tell us what to do. dependency - be your own god. god or demon, all the same. insecurity - be your own god.. sacrifice for fairy tales.
[Billy]. Yes, I will go back to school,. And achieve victory,. No man will take what my father has built. Unless that man is me!. . [Veronica]. My Billy, sweet Billy boy,.
Adam ant. . There they go the buccaneers. Hand and hand in leather glove. So fast so crazy. With a creepy kind of love. . Bright lights, black leather.
When something's wrong inside. It's stupid to try and hide. You wanted it to last forever. Try brain candy, oh brain candy. Brain candy, melts in your mouth not your hand ... understand.
She was kissing my back and my neck and my face. I was looking around for the perfect place. To lay down beside her and say maybe. This is the time to make babies.
Well, tie me up. And hit me with a stick. Beat me, beat me. . Yeah, use a truncheon. Or a household brick, yeah. Beat me, beat me. . Theres so much happiness.
Say it, girlfriend, say it. . Well, this is this and that is that. Though shrinks say they no better. But people making love says more. Than any word or letter.
Adam ant. . My baby says I mistreat her. I don't know about that. I only know when I beat her. She like to call me a -. . She keeps on playing those b-side records.
Mylaem, e nie byem w porzdku. Lub, na przykad frajerem. Miaem powd, powd by sprbowa. By co wygra. Trzeba walczy. Ostatni pener, ostatni pener w okolicy.
Been in this cell block seven years too long. Payin' for a crime when I didn't do anything wrong. Lyin' here rottin' for someone else's mistake. I've come to my senses, it's time to make a break.
This soil is dripping with the blood of angels. I can almost touch their hands through the ground. My eyes are filled with pride. For this land of the dead.
Somehow, someway, somewhere. . Bad blood, when you speak you know Ill listen. Bad blood, all your kisses now Ill miss them. Bad blood, a bulletin on in car system.
I'd hook my wagon to my trike and I'd head across the yard. To my big sandbox where I worked real hard. Playing all day with my little toy trucks. Backhoes, bulldozers, earth-moving stuff.
I wanna be loved by you, bayou baby. Nobody else but you bayou baby. I searched this world from end to end. I finally found where I should've always been.
Every thing's a blessing in disguise. You wear yours, I'll wear mine. Every thing's a blessing in disguise. Falling to rise, the vanishing me is aching to be.