Some dogs got big eyes. And some got dirty hair. And some dogs are the type. Your Mama said, "Don't care". . Dirty is my style. And I like my oil crude.
I felt in a perfect way. I never had a choice to make. Crest into your tidal wave. I didn't even stroke on. . Sail right through your atmosphere. Close my eyes and land it here.
do you feel sick when you read it?. do you think that I can feel it faster?. away with the rose I gave.. do you wear it with confidence?. are you aware that I can feel it faster?.
so what have we done with x and o's. we mark our way. (mark our way home). please make sure. pull over. now she's aware. and all is wonderful tonight.
We are in tune with old, now feel-feel it.. Feel better supposed to. say it was something new, one by one. (all we are is no one). This won't mean a thing..
I woke up in the morning. All that I could see. Fish are looking at me. All these slimy things. . Floating to the bathroom. To find some of my friends.
My mother went this morning,. October in the fall.. There wasn't any warning,. And no good friends to call.. . (Chorus):. It's just water under the bridge,.
Dying hard and I stand by. Running down and I sink along. So far underground, I lose touch. . Falling all alone if you choose to fall. Looking down if nobody is watching.
Unholy passion I feel for you. Unholy passion I feel for you. This thing that hangs down my leg. I feel for you. . It's unholy. Nipples tighten and the neck pumps hot.
Murder, all guts, all fun. All murder, all guts, all fun. . A kick in the head, a gouged out eye. Your intestines explode and your eyeballs pop. And the taste of your blood will drive me on.
Yeah. . This television has a poison on its breath. this counter culture of both wicked lies death. it makes my eyes bleed every time I turn around how.
Well it's an ugly fashion town. And I don't want to get you down. But it's an ugly place to live. . The boys and girls look so serene. In their professionally torn jeans.
Stacey has informed me that. The 60's borrowed 20's fashion. I've lost all sense of city taste. I'll pick out all my favorite garms. And wear them with the tightest passion.
If you wouldn't tell Stalin then don't tell anyone. You're sick of fighting, I thought we'd already won. When I wanted to move out of this shitty ugly town.
On top of spagetti,. all covered with chesse,. i lost my poor meatball......... when somebody sneezed,. it rolled off tha table...and on to tha floor,.
OVE ULICE SU NAMA SVE. ONE SU NA MALI SVET. I SVE OVE GODINE. ONE SU NAS VODILE. NEEMO DATI DA IH DRUGI SADA OSVOJE. U NAPAD IDEMO JER ZA NAS NEMA PREDAJE.
(Verse1). I'm not aware that I'm not there but over here. I've lived my life now I'm dead,I've got nothing to fear. I'm living large,yes I am,but we're all the same.
Lo primero que quise fue marcharme bien lejos;. en el lbum de cromos de la resignacin. pegbamos los nios que odiaban los espejos. guantes de Rita Hayworth, calles de Nueva York..
Comprendiendo mis padres que yo era. desde nio un arcangel tutelar. quisieron que estudiase la carrera. y fuera sacerdote y no seglar.. Pues el hombre sujeto a tentaciones.
No se tus escalas por lo tanto eres muy duea. de ir por ah diciendo que la tengo muy pequea. no esta su tamao en honor a la verdad. fuera de la ley de la relatividad.