KANJI:. . 時の流れる音が今. 未来誘う調べ. 待っているのはどんな世界. 自分に問いかけてみた. . 理想とリアルの真ん中で. 時計の針を動かして. . 悲しみを消すために. 暗い階段を駆けおりて. 守りたいものがある. 声に出して 「いつか巡り合う」. . ROMAJI:. . Toki no nagareru oto ga ima.
Shaquille O'Neal F/ Warren G. Miscellaneous. My Dear. Chorus 4X: Shaq & {Warren G}. I wanna girl like my dear yea. {Tall, slender, brown eyes with the legit like this}.
One little kiss, a moment of bliss, then hours of deep regret. One little smile, and after a while, a longing to forget. One little heartache left as a token.
It begins to tell. 'Round midnight, midnight. I do pretty well, till after sundown. Suppertime I'm feelin' sad. But it really gets bad. 'Round midnight.
It begins to tell. 'Round midnight, midnight. I do pretty well, till after sundown. Suppertime I'm feelin' sad. But it really gets bad. 'Round midnight.
Head high, protest line. "Freedom" scribbled on your sign. Headline, New York Times. Standing on the edge of a revolution. . Hey, hey, just obey. Your secret's safe with the NSA.
I'm through with standin' in lines to clubs I'll never get in. It's like the bottom of the ninth and I'm never gonna win. This life hasn't turned out.
It's not my nature to be patient. I jump every river I cross. Not much for following the sensible size,. I can't count the times I've been lost. . 'Cause you can't see where you're going in the pouring rain,.
Well there's the fever. That you can't deny. Gonna' get together with my friends. To see my redbirds fly. On the TV. Or at the ballpark. Or on the radio in my truck.
Well I ain't never. Been the barbie doll type. No I can't swig that sweet champagne. I'd rather drink beer all night. In a tavern or in a honky tonk. I want a four wheel drive tailgate.
I've been chasing rainbows all my life. Still haven't found that pot of gold. I send my prayers to heaven every night. Just close my eyes and let them go.
Rebel Child. Rebel Child, won't you heed my warning. One of these days the rain'll come pourin'. Some of those sunshine blue sky morning's. Might just turn to gray.
Stealing souls for an urge that was kept a secret. Fade in this memory, as these curses exit lips. Digesting the power of dead space filled with betrayal.
Memory of these blood stained faces,. In the darkest corners of primeval wisdom. She lays awaiting the masters of faith. . Mistreated actions take form, in an outlet to avenge this rage.
If you ever plan to motor west. Travel my way, the highway that's the best. Get your kicks on route 66. . It winds from Chicago to l.a.. More than 2,000 miles all the way.
(Wilko Johnson). . I saw you out the other night. I saw somebody hold you tight. Roxette, I wonder who it could be. It was so dark I couldn't see. But I know it wasn't me.
I roll and I tumble, cried the whole night long. Yes I roll and I tumble, I cried the whole night long. I got up this morning, feeling that something going on wrong.
I roll and I tumble, cried the whole night long. Yes I roll and I tumble, I cried the whole night long. I got up this morning, feeling that something going on wrong.
July the second, it was nineteen sixty-three. I was servin' time for armed robbery. Four o'clock in the mornin', I was layin' back in my cell. I heard the whistle blow then I heard somebody yell.