If l was a bird and you was a fish, what would we do?. l guess we'd wish for. Reincarnation, reincarnation. Wouldn't it be a sensation to come back too like reincarnation?.
If I was a bird and you was a fish. What would we do I guess we'd wish for reincarnation reincarnation. Would it be a sensation to come back two like reincarnation.
RAINBOW VALLEY. WRITERS WELLS, GRUSIN. . I'm going home, to Rainbow Valley. I've been away, away too long. Going to see those purple mountains. Smell the meadows green, and hear the Bluebirds song.
Just the other day I threw the trash through Rony's window. Pissed on the wall of the 5th St. precinct. Ran around screaming LOUD FAST RULES! Ain't that the truth.
Riot! Riot! Riot! C'mon let's go [x3]. . Just today like any other day. Turned on the news, what's that someone's got to say?. Fuck their peace, fuck what they have to say.
What's that playing on the radio? On the radio, on the radio. . I hear the music blasting from across the hall. It drives me crazy I can't take it anymore.
Alla en el rancho grande, alla donde vivia. Habia una rancherita, que allegre me decia. Que allegre me decia. . Te voy a hacer tus calzones. Como los que usa el ranchero.
River of Love. . I been thirsty. For so long. I come looking. For something strong. Don't need no liquor. Shot of whiskey oh no. Bring me the fire water.
The moon is hanging in the purple sky. The baby's sleeping while its mother sighs. Talking 'bout the rich folks. Rich folks have the same jokes. And they park in basic places..
Wena soy el Byron soy terrible choro y me gusta el reggeaton. soy un flayte ediondo muy pasao a caca y me gusta el reggeaton. no pago en la micro y te asalto en la calle y me gusta el reggeaton.
I see the sun dip down and disappear. Digging all the music of the young guns here. Sentimental chords without suffering. Jesus carrying all of our sins.
Columbia ;. It was great when it all began. I was a regular Frankie fan. But it was over when he had the plan. To start working on a muscle man. Now the only thing that gives me hope.
Seven apples on a witchs tree. With seven seeds to plant inside of me. In springtime I grew a magic song. Then skipping along, I sang the song to everyone.
So let's ride, you, me the Son. And the sky, we gonna fly. As fast as fast as you can see. And we will go and go till you are free. So, let's ride. . Go and when you are with Him.
Bend my head in cellophane. Come on, baby, ease the pain. Don't sit there, all tied up in your regret, regret. Live your life and think for yourself. .
Well, I'm waking up again. Waking up to all of your sorrow. Your eyes possessing me. Everywhere I turn they follow. . Turn away 'cause I have you to thank.
On the motorway, engine burning hot. Racing with the devil, till the last drop. Race with the devil-who will win & who will lose?. Race with the devil-for whom the bells toll?.
I can't get over what I saw. I can't change. The law of averages. I'm going down. . My uncle did it, my daddy did it. I'm beginning to think. That it runs in the family.
you did everything you could. you had to go away from your home. i never realized when i was a kid. how alone, how alone. yeah well back in your neighborhood.
Someday I'm gonna get a dog. And the dog's gonna run free. And I won't need a collar or a leash. 'Cause I'll be living in the country. . And when somebody doesn't want to play.