Sandunguero!!. Chencho Y Maldy.... Plan B.... Vamo alla.... Blin, Blin, Blin. . Por eso friki friki friki friki frik friki frik frikitona!!. Dale frikitona!!.
Ma Pride, One day it'll be the death of me, somehow it always gets the best of me,. Ma Pride, and you can even ask the man next to me, i'm qualified, so don't try testin' me,.
Ya me canso de llorar y no amanece. Ya no se si maldecirte o por ti rezar. Tengo miedo de buscarte y de encontrarte. Donde me aseguran mis amigos que te vas.
Now this is the story all about how my life got flipped, turned upside down. And I'd like to take a minute just sit right there. I'll tell you how I became the prince of a town called Bel-Air.
no one can see you the places are empty. the moment is just right for crime. feeling immortal, I am uncontrollable. i feel there'll be no doing time. time.
Return to duty corporal punishment. He had the brain that never dies. Return to duty corporal punishment. The cask is emptied every night. . He's socially retarded.
Middle class white boys trying hard to annoy. All we really needed is a ticket to ride. Fighting with no-one at all that's ok. We've got no balls. Someone needs to sort us out.
Predictive Text. Predickle what I'm going to say next. You're a fucken predictive cunt. You won't type the words I want. Pridickory dickory predickory dock.
Whatever you do you should get outta this town. I'm on an aeroplane, you're only fucken insane. What do you do? What do you see?. What do you want to be?.
Can it be true?. I'll leave it up to you. That when you're straight. You're always late. Cause you only like me when you're stoned. You only like me when you're off your face.
you call me up and tell me that you want to talk to. someone who's going to help you. classify your cred. attempt to be indifferent but it doesn't work out.
I walk all around the house in nothing but a shirt. I'm not embarassed to go out,. It wouldn't be the first. I've looked underneath evertyhing. the place is such a mess.
Chorus. Life moving fast wrist 20 thousands dollars. That champagne liquor make her look just like a model. We a star cant you see it we need role models.
Princess Of Butterflies. . The first recording of this song was made in Mark's Recording Studio in Copenhagen in May or June 1999. Freya didn't like the result, so the band rerecorded it in Rummet during the CMT-sessions. At that time they had performed the song so intensely that they were sick and tired of it. That's why it was not included on Chasing My Tale. Below you'll find Freya's original lyrics, which she wrote down exclusively for this site. Copyright by Freya Christine Clausen, 1999. (Used with permission)..
Saturday morning she is. Walking home from a random dorm room. Her arms are crossed. She's staring at the ground. . Her hair's a mess, falls in her eyes.
There's a girl, I know with a poison rose. She's gonna bring her I suppose. . Everybody's got a pretty friend. The words they buy. The time they spend, goodnight.
Show me anyone. The patient is gone. It hasnt been breathing. Since it learnt right from wrong. Any innocent, got discontent. . This is why children sing lament.
I'm feeling summer coming in and coming on again. Like waxing needles pushing through my tired frozen skin. If I go walking then I know you wanna let me in, please.
I - I can't get over you. I don't know what to do. Coz' I'm still caught in you. I - Can't get away from you. I 'm feeling so confused. Coz' I'm still wanting you - (I'm still wanting you).
you say - there's no place you'd rather be when you're lying next to me. I say - there's no one 'd rather see when you're lying next to me. you say - that you never want to go when you're lying next to me.