When the one thing in your life comes crashing. What you gonna do?. When naivety was my energy. Like power was you tool. . And you broke me down like diamonds.
Don't kid yourself. 'Cause there's a chance your life means nothing. You've got enough to confuse the facts. In time they'll know you're bluffing. . You'll catch one out.
You always gave your four leaf clover. It's over. And I don't know if I'm gonna see your face again. You always gave your four leaf clover. It's over.
Rumor has it that there's been a job botched. That the ball's been dropped by hands made of blocks. Blame bounces back and forth like a shuttlecock. But give it back to me and it gets ill got.
With depravity, I break lots of gravity. Blast past the atmosphere to the last frontier. I go boldly through space and time. The sky's the limit but they're limiting the sky.
Good, damn. Shit. Look at the ass on that bitch. Look at the titties. . Aw, hit me. Hold your legs up on, easy. Hold your legs up on, easy. Hold your legs up on, easy.
Pussy-ass nigga. Pussy-ass nigga. Pussy-ass nigga. . You tried to play hard, but we pulled your cord. You're just a do-boy 'cause your boss is in charge.
FKI = Fresh Kid Ice. BM = Brother Marquis. . Blowfly:. "Go-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-od-DAMN!! Shee-yee-YIT!! Look at the ass. on that bitch! Look at the titties!".
Mr. Mixx. . [Intro from the original PSK, which slows. down and switches to this track]. . Uh! Give it to me now!). (Yeah! From '85 ... PSK! '95 shot! Here we go now!.
Now put her in the buck. . There's only one way to have a good time. Fuck that pussy and make it mine. Lay the bitch on the bed, flat on her back. Hold her legs up high, make the pussy splak.
Partir un jour, sans retour. Effacer (effacer) notre amour. Sans se retourner, ne pas regretter. Garder les instants qu'on a vols. Partir un jour, sans bagages.
Is anything as lovely to me as the truth in love. I'll take it over freedom any day. It brings me ever an' this time to my knees. An on my knees I run away.
Well hey, I been down that a-way. With a dream on my arm. Yet me an' my love we could not stay. We heard voices of children. An' by little hands were led astray.
Are you weary my friends of me comin' 'round. Draggin' my chains 'cross your floor. You once had a stained glass look in your eye. Well, not any more.
Flvio Venturini / Murilo Antunes. Para sempre para renascer. O fruto da paixo. Para aquele dia que chover. Em teu corao. Baila sobre as ondas do mar. O que se cantar.
Vermelho / Bernardo Vilhena. Quem quiser aprender a dana do tempo. Vai ter que tirar seus ps do cho. Vai ter que mudar seus pensamentos. Danar na batida do corao.
Perpetual motion machine, it came to me in a dream. Let's catch some air, that's if you dare. I'm only sixteen but you're my queen. It's a bright, bright morning, the road stretches far.
Now I've been happy lately. Thinking about the good things to come. And I believe it could be. Something good has begun. . Oh, I've been smiling lately.
Mercy, mercy, why didn't we hear it?. Mercy, mercy, why did we read it. Buried on the last page of our morning papers?. . The plan was drafted, drafted in secret.
Tell me what's gone wrong?. I tilt my head there, under the faucet when I turn it on. Dry as paper, call the neighbors. Who's to blame for what's going on?.