Why, why, why, why Mother Pepper?. Why, why, why, Why Mother Pepper?. . Haul up you mouth and give me pass, Mother Pepper. Haul up you mouth and give me pass Mother Pepper.
You say that you're slipping away. As you turn from the hand that could save you. You fell like a drunk down a well. Like a dog into Hell you were sinking.
Get into line, stop talking back, meet the new boss. We'll take what you got, we'll sell it all back to you. . Give up your rights, your most private thoughts.
People try to put us d-down (Talkin' 'bout my generation). Just because we get around (Talkin' 'bout my generation). Things they do look awful c-c-cold (Talkin' 'bout my generation).
Que bonitos ojos tienes. Debajo de esas dos cejas,. Debajo de esas dos cejas,. Que bonitos ojos tienes!. . Ellos me quieren mirar,. Pero si tu no los dejas,.
Meet me in the bottom. Bring my boots and shoe. Meet me in the bottom. Bring my boots and shoe. . I've got to go now, mama. I ain't got no time to lose.
En hojas muy viejas. Me leo el futuro. Al medio el cerebro. Se parte por el sol. . El negro es muy blanco. En mi ciego destino. Vomito mil frases. Y ni una canción.
Train arrive, it's sixteen coaches long. Train arrive, it's sixteen coaches long. Well, that long black train take my baby and gone. . Mystery train, rollin' down the track.
So you say. You're living just for fun. Isn't it enough?. So you say. You wait o will it come. Isn't it enough?. You a prisoner of loving. You're chained and bound.
"O Mrs. McGrath," the sergeant said. "Would you like a soldier of your son Ted?. With a scarlet coat and a big cocked hat. Now Mrs. McGrath would you like that?".
I was eight years old and running with a dime in my hand. Into the bus stop to pick up a paper for my old man. I'd sit on his lap in that big old Buick and steer as we drove through town.
The end of the circle. Tides that roll and sway. Follow in my wake, come my way. I'm keeping it simple. Wants replaced by needs. Following in my wake, come my way.
Train I ride, sixteen coaches long. Train I ride, sixteen coaches long. Well, that long black train, got my baby and gone. . Train, train, comin' round the bend.
It doesn't matter what the world says. I've seen what you can do. I know it's more than just coincidence. It's amazing how you move. . It's not always parting oceans.
Stealing a moment from Mr. Time. He rocks in his chair like a shiny dime. But it's all for show, all for show.. Wearing your name and a number or two.
Money don't grow on a money tree. The more you take the less for me. Money don't buy what you really need. It make an iceman cry, a stoneman bleed. . But when you get right down to it, no matter who you are.
Wicked, wicked. From the mouth I spout. Oh Lord, don't let these thoughts come out. My knees they knock and my feet they fail. The thoughts I think I see your face turn pale.
I just got out my little red book. The minute that you said good-bye.. I thumbed right through my little red book. I wasn't gonna sit and cry.. And I went from A to Z;.
Living home on monkey island, baby. Right in the middle of a zoo. Living home on monkey island, baby. Pretend to be a monkey too. . Well, here I am on monkey island.
Sur mon carnet je t'écrirai. Que j'ai grandi et ce qu'il fallait. Toucher de près ce doux poison. Couper le jus couper le son. On s'est menti on le savait.