A Necrofilia Da Arte

(Rubinho Troll). A necrofilia da arte. Tem adeptos em toda parte. A necrofilia da arte. Traz barato artigos de morte. Se o Lennon morreu, eu amo ele. Se o Marley se foi, eu me flagelo.

A Volta Do Boêmio

(Adelino Moreira). Boemia. Aqui me tens de regresso. E suplicante lhe peo. A minha nova inscrio. Voltei pra rever os amigos. Que um dia. Eu deixei a chorar de alegria.

A Father And A Son

it's not strange, no mystery. you and I are history. I put up my protective wall. it's 4 feet thick and 10 feet tall. . 10 feet tall and 4 feet thick.

Amityville Horror Theme

A Tisket A Tasket

A-Tisket A-Tasket. A green and yellow basket. I bought a basket for my mommie. On the way I dropped it. I dropped it, I dropped it. Yes on the way I dropped it.

Abc

A buh-buh buh buh-buh. . A buh-buh buh buh-buh. . You went to school to learn, girl. Things you never, never knew before. . Like I before E except after C.

A Minha Historia Nao Acaba Aqui

Vo te dizer que voc no mais o mesmo. Vo apontar o dedo na tua cara pra te acusar. . Vo arrumar mil motivos pra te incriminar. Por todo canto algum esperando pra te derrubar (oooh).

À Prova De Balas

Você pode dizer que já ficou para trás. Pode até esquecer, dizer que não importa mais. Mas teu passado se lembra. O teu passado não esquece. . E nesse inverno cruel vai puxar teus lençóis.

Alguém Que Te Faz Sorrir

Eu nunca consegui saber diferenciar. Não querer com não mais sentir. Não merecer com não mais amar. . E hoje eu estou aqui. Sem ter lugar pra ficar. Escrevendo canções pra que.

All That Follows Is True

An Autumnal Equinox

Away

(I'm an idiot.). Well stop being an idiot then!!!. Even though I've made a few new friends.... It's hard to be back here in Sweden again. As above and so below my friend.

Ants

[Words and music by Devin Townsend]. . Alive, but so alone.... Live, so alive.... All we need is money just a little bit of money, and that's all. that we've been searching for.

Amsterdam

Forty years from now,. Will I still be scratching away at this hole,. Will I look back into this jar and see a presence worth mentioning?. . I'll be in Amsterdam in the morning,.

Ain't Never Gonna Win...

A Monday

Alleuia

All That I Am

Well the lights go down in Brooklyn. As she's walking out the door. Oh and they're lining up like soldiers. Going off to fight the war. And all the colors look like fireworks.

All The Earth

Father, into Your courts I will enter. Maker of Heaven and Earth. I tremble. In Your holy presence. . Glory, glory in Your sanctuary. Splendor and majesty Lord.

American Secrets

Verse 1:. . When the sun fell low in the blood red sky yeah. Every house called out as we passed them by yeah. She would grab my hand as the trees leaned in yeah.