Delicate is your heart. If you move, it may stop. You run around unaware. How delicate each beat. . Trembles in my ear. Men will be boys. With fire and toys.
Walking through a crowded mall. when I was small. And mama's hand led the way. Then something caught my eye and I turned. to look toward the shine. And mama's hand would no longer wait.
As they wandered into the city. Cloaked in sheepskin with no pity. Theyre camouflage like Chameleons. And they setting up their signs of neon, oh my God.
[Verse 1]. Mommy's in the closet finding God. I'm on my knees finding you. Bring myself just low enough. To do what you want me to do. . [Chorus]. I don't care.
Won't open my mouth. You know what I'll say. It hurts me that it's gotta be this way. I can no longer hide, God knows I've tried. . I held on as long as I could.
There lived a merchant in the days of old. who is remembered for the things he sold.. No silly trinkets silver, bronze or gold.. So I'm told, so I'm told..
Mr. Port-A-Potty Man. Mr. Port-A-Potty Man. He drag potty all around. He bring potty to your town. Mr. Port-A-Potty Man. Mr. Port-A-Potty Man. He wear a jumpsuit and thick gloves.
On nights like this, when the sea's a bit amiss. and the lights go down across the seaside village. I get down, I feel had. I feel on the verge of going mad.
watching Dawn of the Dead while I stand on my head, ooh. think you're down in the dumps, wait till dead person jumps on you. when a zombie picks you up and smashes open your head you find yourself dead.
hey!. Mr. Kenji Akita's got a brand new. top secret project that I really want to show you. I think it's OK if we go and check it out. just wait until you see, you will wanna take it out.
Mudaram as estações. E nada mudou. Mas eu sei. Que alguma coisa aconteceu. Está tudo assim tão diferente. . Se lembra quando a gente. Chegou um dia a acreditar.
Aceite o desafio e provoque um desempate:. Desarme a armadilha e desmonte o disfarce.. Se afaste do abismo --. Faa do bom-senso a nova ordem;. No deixe a guerra comear..
Ah, se eu soubesse lhe dizer o que eu sonhei ontem à noite. Você ia querer me dizer tudo sobre o seu sonho também. E o que é que eu tenho a ver com isso.
Vamos celebrar a estupidez humana. A estupidez de todas as nações. O meu país e sua corja de assassinos. Covardes, estupradores e ladrões. Vamos celebrar a estupidez do povo.
(Dado Villa-Lobos/Renato Russo/Marcelo Bonf). Escrevi p'r voc e voc no repondeu. Tambm no respondi quando voc me escreveu. Anotei seu telefone num pedao de papel.
Estátuas e cofres. E paredes pintadas. Ninguém sabe o que aconteceu. Ela se jogou da janela do quinto andar. Nada é fácil de entender. . Dorme agora. É só o vento lá fora.
Estátuas e cofres. E paredes pintadas. Ninguém sabe o que aconteceu. Ela se jogou da janela do quinto andar. Nada é fácil de entender. . Dorme agora. É só o vento lá fora.
Estátuas e cofres. E paredes pintadas. Ninguém sabe o que aconteceu. Ela se jogou da janela do quinto andar. Nada é fácil de entender. . Dorme agora. É só o vento lá fora.
I had a date with a pretty ballerina. Her hair so brilliant that it hurt my eyes. I asked her for this dance and then she obliged me. Was I surprised? Yeah.
Why won't you pay attention?. Pray every night I'll make you happy. If I'm real bad will you punish me. The contact hurts but at least you're touching me.