Patrick, you see, I'm growing a mustache. And though I know I must ask you. Does it really make me look like a man?. . SpongeBob, being a man is just a tough job.
She is starting to live her life. From the inside out. Sound of failure calls her name. She's decided to hear it out. . So go tell Britney. And go tell Gwen.
Hey, come on over. You know that time. Is going slower?. . It takes a year. To make a day. And I'm feeling like a float. In a Macy's Day Parade. . Or like a boat.
(Jesus Song No. 5). Waitin' for my ride. Jesus is floatin' outside. (Shine on, sweet Jesus, on me). Watchin' the water rise. I'm gettin' lost in the tide.
She keeps feeling for the blindfold. She keeps wishing for the secret society. To fall. She keeps watching for the jaguar. With the silver trembling hand.
Waitin' for my ride. Jesus is floatin' outside. (Shine on, sweet Jesus, on me). Watchin' the water rise. I'm gettin' lost in the tide. (Cry all your teardrops on me).
She is death,. All of the time.. She is death,. All of the days.. . She is death,. And I can't leave. From her trap.. . She is death,. All of the time..
Wednesday morning at five o'clock. As the day begins. Silently closing her bedroom door. Leaving the note that she hoped would say more. . She goes downstairs to the kitchen.
We got a gorilla and we shaved him. And bought him a motorcycle. I swear if God only let us, we would change it. We don't care that much now.
I know a girl who thinks of ghosts. She'll make ya breakfast. She'll make ya toast. But she don't use butter. And she don't use cheese. She don't use jelly.
I went out for a walk in the mornin. what did i see. a great big hole in the ground where the world used to be. and it smelled like it'd been burned. and it wasn't gonna turn.
Without hope. Without love. She sees herself. From below and above. . Her untied hair. She smears the spit. Pleasure and suffering. Her beliefs conflict.
We're Sergeant Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band. We hope you have enjoyed the show.. Sergeant Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band. We're sorry but it's time to go..
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, begin again. We can be like they are. We can be free. We can be like they are. We can be free.
Intro(krazie g). . yezzir officialy served. this is the remix ladies and gentlmen. or ladies just ladies i dont mind. anyway uhmm revolver you know what it is.
Nena, tú que siempre sabes dónde estás,. Nena, dime ahora si éste es mi final,. Nena, dime cuándo por última vez. Tú me diste un beso sin saber por qué.
Una noche de buen vino. Y de mejor compañía,. Anduvimos por la calle. Hasta aplastarnos el día. Y nos bañamos vestidos. Como en un día de boda.. . En la villa de San Pedro,.