Senor, senor, do you know where we're headin'?. Lincoln County Road or Armageddon?. Seems like I been down this way before. Is there any truth in that, senor?.
Well, I thought that the rain would cool things down. But it looks like it don't.. I'd like to get you to change your mind. But it looks like you won't..
Well there's one kind of favor I'll ask you. Well there's one kind of favor I'll ask you. There's just one kind of favor I'll ask you. You can see that my grave is kept clean.
Well there's one kind of favor I'll ask you. Well there's one kind of favor I'll ask you. There's just one kind of favor I'll ask you. You can see that my grave is kept clean.
In Scarlet Town, where I was born. There's ivy leaf and silver thorn. The streets have names that you can't pronounce. Gold is down to a quarter of an ounce.
If You find it in Your heart, can I be forgiven?. Guess I owe You some kind of apology.. I've escaped death so many times, I know I'm only living. By the saving grace that's over me..
I was blinded by the devil, born and already ruined. Stone-cold dead as I stepped out of the womb. By His grace I have been touched, by His word I have been healed.
I laid on a dune, I looked at the sky,. When the children were babies and played on the beach.. You came up behind me, I saw you go by,. You were always so close and still within reach..
I've got a wife and five little children. I'm gonna take a trip on the big McMillan. With Sarah Jane. Sarah Jane. Ain't nothin' to do. But to set down and sing.
oie erick traigo un dulce un dulce. berbon para que te lo comas todo. . ok santa 2008. la verguiza de tu vida cosculluela. va!!. k onda kapo no quieres que te pegue.
Look who's back in town. Ain't nobody but Sally Sue Brown. All you boys better run for cover. If you don't a-wanna be a hearted broken lover.. . See her in that very tight skirt.
Well, I'm gonna git you, Sally gal. I'm gonna git you, Sally gal. I'm gonna git you, Sally gal. I'm gonna git you, Sally gal.. . Well, I'm just one of them ramblin' men.
With your mercury mouth in the missionary times. And your eyes like smoke and your prayers like rhymes. And your silver cross and your voice like chimes.
He deals the cards as a meditation. And those he plays never suspect. He doesn't play for the money he wins. . He don't play for respect. . He deals the cards to find the answer.
Late at night in summer heat. Expensive car, empty street. There's a wire in my jacket. This is my trade. It only takes a moment, don't be afraid. I can hotwire an ignition like some kind of star.
He deals the cards as a meditation. And those he plays never suspect. He doesn't play for the money he wins. He don't play for respect. . He deals the cards to find the answer.
"Seven days" was all she wrote. A kind of ultimatum note. She gave to me she gave to me. When I thought the field had cleared. It seems another suit appeared.
With one breath, with one flow. You will know. Synchronicity. . A sleep trance, a dream dance. A shared romance. Synchronicity. . A connecting principle.
Another suburban family morning. Grandmother screaming at the wall. We have to shout above the din of our rice crispies. We can't hear anything at all.
STING - STRANGE FRUIT (Billie Holiday). Southern trees bear a strange fruit,. Blood on the leaves and blood at the root. Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze.