Danny came over to old New York. From Bandon town in the county Cork. He got a room on the avenue in Woodside Queens. And a job off the books doin' demolition.
We're going to learn to hear words with vowel 'A' sound. Listen with care. . I be the analog arsonist, aimin' at your arteries. All seeing abstract, analyze everything.
I remember you back in 1992. When they were putting us down. Trying to tramp us into the ground. You exploded like a flame in the night. With a righteous indignation.
We're going to learn to hear words with vowel 'A' sound. Listen with care. . I be the analog arsonist, aimin' at your arteries. All seeing abstract, analyze everything.
She fell hard for a Celtic rocker. Turned her whole life upside down. Her old man don't know what to do with her. Out drinkin' Guinness, buyin' her own round.
Det eneste hun nskede sig. Var en solskindsdag, Skyfri himmel. En problemfri time i, gode venners lag. dru men svimmel. Svimmel af glde s glad for lidt fred.
A forty ounce for breakfast gets a brother through the day. I guess I shoulda had a V8 instead anyway. Let me contemplate my thought, something back to a time.
J5 Blackalicious. Yo, we take a journey through music right now. We take a journey through music right now. . Yo, when music temptations can't be resisted.
Standing in your hallway, kiss your angel hair. Hear your old grandmother recite her immigrant prayer. She knew what you had to do, she'd probably kill you first, first.
My name is Bobby Sands MP. Born in the city of Belfast. Divided by religion I grew up fast. I was stabbed and I was spat upon. My family run out of its home.
Carlita is waiting down on C & 9th. In mantilla and lace and her lover's knife. Cries out for revenge, she is silent like a stone. Beautiful in her widow's weeds.
Mister Frankie Diamond was my best friend. We were partners in a business down on C and 7th. Nothin' ever got this good brother down. He was a real live wire in an electric town.
Everything is still not a chicken not a body. Just an awful sicken silence roarin' in my brain. And the fog of death deepens and lies upon the land. An ould wan rolls over on her back.
Mo chara is mo lao thu!. My friend and my calf. Is aisling tr nallaibh. A vision in dream. Do deineadh arir dom. Was revealed to me last night. Igcorcaigh go danach.
I stole some butter to put on my bread. A crime against God, king and parliament. No fancy lawyer to defend my case. So I was sentenced at the Mayo Assizes.
On the banks of the Hudson. My love and I lay down. Just above 42nd Street. While the rain was pouring down. . When I covered her with kisses. The sparks lit up her eyes.
Open up the door, she's standin' there. With the smile in her eyes but the gray in her hair. Betrays the fact you strayed far from home. With your drinkin', your smokin', you're whorin' around.
Open up the door, she's standin' there. With the smile in her eyes but the gray in her hair. Betrays the fact you strayed far from home. With your drinkin', your smokin', you're whorin' around.
And you feel 40 shades of blue. And you feel 40 shades of blue. And you feel 40 shades of blue.
SURFING HEAVEN. ©Harold Lee Gary #129 - 28 December 2011. . This Is Yancy III Can't Tell You What Year. In Eternity's Heaven No Years Here. Just Finished Surfing The Best Time I've Had.