Uh-huh-uh East coast (yeah). Uh-uh-uh-huh-uh West coast (Uh-huh-uhhh). Down in the dirty (where?). Dirty dirty (aha ha). C'mon. . (Chorus). (Rock with me).
Wie eine ungekrnte Macht. regierst Du jedes Land im. Namens Deines Vaters. faltest schleimig Du die Hand. Deine Geschichte ist eine blutige Spur. Du nennst es Glaube und fhrst Kriege dafr.
Es regnet Trbsal,. es regnet Angst,. das Wasser steigt und steigt. und berflutet dieses Land. Es regent fahlen Geruch,. Lgen und Neid, verfaultes Fleisch.
You don't really wanna miss this. Big waves, see 'em in the distance. Sun rays are gonna warm your face. Feel the vibe and the ocean's embrace. . Jump in 'cause you're feelin' that flow.
Rassemblons-nous. Au même moment. Nos mille visages. Sur un écran. Pour déclarer. D'une seule voix. Faut pas nous soumettre. Faut pas disparaître. . Mon sort, mon sang.
All the fallen leaves will find their branches again. Raindrops from the heavens, I'll eventually swim. A river, an ocean, a wave in my heart. We got your money now we'll make a new start.
I want you to know what I forgive you for. Now that you're all ashes anyway. Every step into the river pushes you further away. . I want you to hear the farm apologize.
She wanted me, I know she did, I know these things. Didn't have to tell me though she could have. She spoke of me to her best friend (my ears stings).
Emptiness will always be. Into the void like all before. Nothing escapes this hours ash. These people sleep a dyer's dream. Rise and Resist. What keeps us here to walk the line.
Someone's laughing somewhere. As the saints come marching in. Pitter patter, splitter splatter. Your faith is wearing thin. Promise of a new day. Brings compulsion to vomit.
She doesn't know the man. Who tries to push her wheelchair in the sand. She just looks out to sea. He's talking endlessly. . Oh, why won't he shut up.
She was born in an oil-drum South side of Chicago. When East St. Louis was not far away.. She'd lace knives to her boots and go down to the riverbed. Skate around and around till the night became day..
He scrapes the dirt from his nails with a stick.. He makes a big pile in pail on the sink.. Who was he?. Oh, I'll never tell.. He has not got a thing left to sell..
It's been a long time since I rock and rolled. It's been a long time since I did the stroll. Oh let me get it back. Let me get it back, baby, where I come from.
Very many years ago, the Bolivians were starving so,. They had rats as big as ponies there. They asked the Pope. To declare them fish.. . We thank the Pope for granting us this wish..