And it's only doubts that we're counting. On fingers broken long ago. I read with every broken heart we should become. More adventurous. And if you banish me from your profits.
You've got the money maker. You've got the money maker. You've got the money maker. This is your chance to make it. Out out out oh yeah. Youll get out out out oh yeah.
Our Christmas bonus. Was spared with patience. While men who owned us. Took paid vacations. They tried to clone us. To fight deflation. They should have blown us.
Here's my song about gun control. As my politics begin to roll. Things are getting out of control. It's time to stop, drop and rock 'n' roll. . We built and sold them the guns.
Since the moment I left him everything's gone wrong. Every bone in my body aches he was the one. And what I said is echoing inside. I can't eat I can't sleep cause you're always on my mind.
The time for rest is here. We've had a restless year. I can't believe were coming back. To find out all the things I lack. . You are the only way to live.
Where did you go my dear?. Is it all the same?. For miles your margin clears. Are they to blame?. I am a vessel here. My thoughts to tame. . No one comes close to who you are.
Mr Harper (what do you want) I feel sorry for you (oh yeah). Cause I understand the reason you drink and think what you do. Mr Harper (what) your woman is weak (oh yeah).
Entrapped by cold nowhere to go they wait below. Crypt of darkness silent abyss eternal unrest. Entombed in this place the light of day can't penetrate.
This is the house of Mojive. You take the R&B from the rhythm and blues. The '50s style and the dancing shoes. A little bit of soul, a little bit of roll.
Oh Mamy Oh mamy mamy blue ..... Ich ging im zorn einst von dir fort. ganz ohne Kuss und AbschiedswordIch drehte mich nicht einmal um - oh Mama. Ich sah das Leben und die Welt - und plötzlich hab' ich festgestellt.
My history is no secret it's written in the stones. In the hill beside this river rest my mother's gentle bones. And daddy there beside her among his next of kin.
Hello old friend. It's been some years. Since I have have journeyed here, to your shore.. I sought you out, this last Autumn,. For I feared I'd never see you anymore..
Train I ride sixteen coaches long. Train I ride sixteen coaches long. Well that long black train brought my baby back home. . Train train coming 'round around the bend.
Perhaps it's the colour of the sun cut fly. Uncovering the crossroads I'm standing at. Or maybe it's the weather or something like that. But mama you've been on my mind..
The very thought of you makes my heart sing. Like an April breeze on the wings of spring. And you come to me in all your splendor. My one and only love.
My funny valentine. My sweet comic valentine. You make me smile with my heart. . Your looks they are laughable. They, they're un-photographable. But still, still you're my favorite work of art.
downtown i walk for about a mile in squares. there were short and thick men behind bars.. They are never clean, these men. And their dirtiness makes them objects of lust..
She's out in the morning before nine. Wearing her new mink coat. And it's already 85 degrees. She looks like she's about to. Give up hope. . I look at the people.
What you wish for, what you think. The photographs you carry around. What whispers to yourself. When you're finally gone. . What you take when you go.