London

Sun dark on darker streets. It's violent times for weary feet. Carjackers and bullet showers. A yellow sign, too many fools in power. . But see, I will be gone by morning.

Land's End

The work is done and the record pressed. Now you're doing battle. With the fickle press. You've got to strike the hammers. And pull the bow. And another fool.

L'inocéros

l'enfant qui sommeille en moi me demande si je suis. libre de faire de mes pas une danse. . tous ces gens qui marchent dans les rues. librs de tous leurs dmons.

L'écran Bleu De La Mort

la fin a-t-elle un sens?. ai-je mme une deuxime chance?. de repartir. le sommeil long terme. sans rves et sans le mme. je taime dans loreille. . lcran bleu de la mort.

Life Is A Song

You say life is a dream where we can't say what we mean. Maybe just some roadside scene that we're driving past. There's no telling where we'll be in a day or in a week.

Lost

I guess it was yesterday when I found you there. Alone, I wait for you, I feel I should. Maybe just possible you'll turn your head. Look at me the way the angels would.

Lyin Bout Her Crib

CHORUS. This bitch is lyin bout her crib. She livin with her n**ga. Everytime I'm ova she hidin all his pictures. Hidin all his clothes, hidin all his shoes.

Look What I'm Going Thru

Hook: male singer. . Look what I'm going thru 16x. . Verse 1: t mac. . I was sitting at the table while popping on my yego. Dual off in my chevy got me loose finna let go.

Livin' Today Thru...

[pastor troy]. Lord I'm sorry, I'm tired. God I'm tired, God I'm tired. Don't nobody know what it is, don't nobody know it's like. I'm livin today thru tommorrow and I know I ain't gon' make it.

Ludmilla

d miss dolly bird die heisst ludmilla. sie het schtndig durscht. u ihre durscht d lscht ke see. sie isch jung. sie isch schn. sie isch schtarch. sie isch gschyd.

La Madonnina

La canzone del motorino. e l'odore del mercato. il sudore del contadino. bei bambini che l'amore ha fatto!. L'aglio, l'olio. la consistenza del brasato.

La Guitarra

(Letra: Federico Garca Lorca. Msica: Rafael Riqueni). Empieza el llanto de la guitarra. se rompen las copas de la madrugada. Llora montona como llora el agua.

Letters From The Attic

Love Breakdown

Don't let our love go bad,. best thing I've ever had.. We're about to hit the ground,. we're heading for a love breakdown.. Given everything I got,. don't leave our love to rot..

Love Is Greed

You want a love, a love for us. You want a selfless love. That we can always say we trust, oh. Love has always been a mockery. A vision of those scared to be near.

Looks Like Rain

All the rivers are bending. And the mountains are peaking. And the flowers are blooming. And the meadows are rolling. Into waves, they wash up on the shore.

Live To Tell The Tale

This is the room where we always dreamed. Of grass and splendid evenings. Emitting frequencies. Lost between the leaves and things. . And I held on brightly, crushing quietly.

Little Secrets

When I came down the dawn poured into me. I shook 'em up, the walls came crumbling. My fists kept trembling with these salty wounds. My stolen gold inside the emperors tomb.

Lifted Up (1985)

Tell me what does it take to make good now. How many years do you wait?. Oh, and now all of the clouds are combining. The flickering light's just a flame.

Lifted Up

Tell me what does it take to make good now. How many years do you wait?. Oh, and now all of the clouds are combining. The flickering light's just a flame.