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Midnight Fantasy
Come on, come on, I'll give you what you need. Come on, come on, I'm your midnight fantasy. Come on, come on, I'll give you what you need. Come on, come on, I'm your midnight fantasy.
Mon Coeur Suivra (a Mind Of It`s Own)
Hey Du calme, qu'est ce qui te presse?. ooo yeaaaah oh. hey Du calme, qu'est ce qui te presse?. nananana. oooo. . I look at you and I know you're in trouble.
Midnight Fantasy
Its half past twelve and I'm on my own. Putting on some music turn the lights down low. Temperature is rising and I'm in the mood. I'm feeling you what you make me do.
Mein Herr
Originally performed by liza minneli in the musical "cabaret". (victoria's song for which she sang to audition for the spice girls). . You have to understand the way I am, mein herr.
Me And You This Time
Yes, let's do it again. But just me and you this time. Cos I like the thug in you,. Yeah, give it up baby. No, don't call your friends. And I'll leave my girls too.
My Evil Twin
Jealousy is my evil twin, he looks like me and I look like him, I see. his face in the mirror as the day begins, needles and pins. Envy is. my middle name as long as I've got someone else to blame for all.
Mousetrap
OK, let's play a game with a map of the world. We'll call it. Risk.. And you roll the dice so you can get more armies so you can conquer. the world.. Then you bomb, torture, rape and pillage,.
Mondo Freudo
Sits in his office rappin' with the rats, lookin' for excuses for his fits and. spats, makin' things worse with a cocaine brain, trying to judge the. distance between pleasure and pain. Stinks like a madman cries all the.
Me Vs. Everything
I'm a Don Quixote fuckin' windmill fightin' dude. I can't understand all of the things I see you do. oh your brain is full of sludge; religion and TV.
Mary's New Dress
At night my body stays home, my mind climbs over the fence. To a place not too far where things don't have to make sense.. And it takes with it things it collects trough the day,.
Macgregor, Mary - Torn Between Two Lovers
There are times when a woman has to say what's on her mind. Even though she knows how much it's gonna hurt. Before I say another word let me tell you I love you.
Monster
I'm just so sick and tired of playing the game. Forever meting and deleting all the simple mistake. Here I am, god, help me I am slave to a name not possible or possibly the person that I'll became. See, everybody's borne in battles but I'm trying to breed out, by never doubting that in doubting I've created the doubt: if I'm about the best bred to lead the canon'ed devout then can I realize and factualize my fictional account of how I'm born again? Forgive this life loving friends and friends don't give a damn for damning is the means to end. I've been trained to live lost in a hole, where poison could equate to control, is controlled by my hand, here it is, here I am..
Messer, Gabel, Schere, Licht
Messer, Gabel, Schere, Licht. und noch so mancherlei,. drfen kleine Kinder nicht,. oh no no no, my Boy!. Oh-oh! Wenn du sagst,. du willst allein mit mir verreisen,.
Mosaic
I give you a system to belong to. It's growing to set the world on fire. I say you information to talk. Streamin' with high speed in the wire. . Well I can give you a new face.
Mouth
(Lyrics & Music: G. Thorpe, C. Albert). You got the power with that tongue. To break a man down bring him up again. All that you got is not enough. To satisfy the hunger of that Mouth.
Minute To Kill
Oh oh oh yeah. Why don't you go out your back door. It's your only chance to have. Run your life alone. As fast as you can. The road to the top. Is never what exsists.
Ministry Of Fear
After God and after taxes. The puppets who betray the masses. Reanimate the commonwealth. Inner structure in bad health. . Like a beast locked in a cage.
Mastermind
Blind leading the blind,. Indolent nation, stagnation, they lay in repose,. Silently cursing the lives that they chose.. Planet of remote control,. Automation will breed indignation -- a matter of time..
March Or Die
(Soldiers of the night). (Lyrics: G.Thorpe, G.St-Pierre, M.Tate // Music: G.Thorpe). March or die. If you defy it. We'll come smashing through. Marching into glory cries.
March Of The Damned
[Lyrics: Morgan Thorn, Geoff Thorpe]. . Fire in the hole, the wretched smell of death. Maniac on the frontline, and napalm on your breath. Let the bell toll....
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