He called me on the phone.. Said, "dude, it finally happened.". He told me that he got some head and i started laughing.. I told him to stop lying. He told me he was not..
in the heat of the night, the matador cried. he had won with his sword and his might. collected his pay, roman claudius wiped the blood from his face.
Looking through the photos you find in my drawer. Laughing so hard, you're rolling around on the floor. At all the bad haircuts and smoking cigarettes.
When the baby's born. Oh, let's turn it to the snow. So that ice will surely grow. Over weak and brittle bones. . Oh, let's leave it to the wolves. So their teeth turn it to food.
Oh! a love that makes you blue,. is a love that isn't true.. Oh! the only love I knew,. was a jealous kind of love. . Oh a jealous kind of love,. Oh a jealous kind of love..
Never can, never can, never can fall. Never can, never can, never can fall. . Hold up, wait, let me tell you somethin'. You can't say that you don't wanna trust me.
I know this music is loud but I'm gone say this. And I hope that you can hear threw all this craziness. See I don't mean ta be all up in yo ear boy. But I gotta make sure you hear me clear boy.
I know that I'm a diamond. But you don't gotta treat me like one. I know I shine like platinum. And I'm about as real as they come. And I don't like the way you're doing me.
Well, I'm rumblin' in this JCB. I'm five years old and my dad's. A giant sittin' beside me. . And the engine rattles my bum like berserk. While we're singin', "Don't forget your shovel.
Well, I'm rumbling in this JCB. I'm 5 years old and my dad's a giant, sitting beside me. And engine rattles my bum like berserk. While we're singing. Don't forget your shovel if you want to go to work.
Lies, lies, lies, lies. Gold, gold, gold, gold. Guns, guns, guns, guns. Fire, fire, fire. . Gold, gold, gold, gold. Church, church, church, church. Guns, guns, guns, guns.
(Hofstede/Kloet/Stips - Hofstede). The war monument is still standing. Between two football fields. With the name of the men killed on the battle fields.
Wenn selbst ein Kind nicht mehr lacht wie ein Kind. . dann sind wir jenseits von Eden.. Wenn wir nicht fühlen. die Erde. sie weint. wie kein and'rer Planet.
The need to realize. Shot, shot, shot, blank. Staring down the barrel of my arm. Shot, shot, shot, dead. It's over drawn black. Shot, shot, shot, red.
She doesn't know how to relax. Doesn't know how to hold back. And all I can do is laugh. . Maybe I'm too much in love. Maybe I don't give a fuck. It's never enough.
I make it on the humble, it's marvelous. Sippin fine wine and champagne. Smokin cannibis, poor folks don't understand this. Helicopter rides, first class airline flights.
Judy's in the sandbox. With gravel in her shoes. She's playing in the spotlight. No sugar with that pose. . And everywhere that judy is. Her lamb is sure to go.
Jimmy Rose owns a tattoo parlor. Three times a day. Cooks a spoon of powder. I wash the dishes piled in his tub. If I wait too long he may never stand up.
Kar kotha go bhabcho bose. Gal-ti laje-lal. Ke dekeche victoriay pachta-dose kal(x2). . Bolo na sundari. Jae take dhori(x2). . Naile pore prem-bazare korbo je Hartal....