You said I don't know who you are. Trying to reach you so near yet so far. You said I was falling apart. How did you notice from this hole in your heart.
Look into my mind. There's version of you. I cannot sleep at night. For fear of the truth oh. Should I take the blame. Or should I stand in your way. Or is it too much too late.
I can tell by the look in your eyes. That you'r looking for something. Deeper than love I can see. What's on your mind. And I don't give a dawn. Who's looking around.
In eighteen hundred and forty-six. On March the eighteenth day. We hoisted our colors to the top of the mast. . And for Greenland sailed away, brave boys.
Sometimes it seems like a beautiful dream. The girl from the Wadi Hammamat. Lovely as a green parakeet. . I awoke alone again. In the desert of my dreams.
Now here's the party. It's a party that's funkin'. It's jumpin' and bumpin' the beat. The bad ballroom dance. Pickin' it up with the chance. Find a little buzz because.
The boys from the village were festering sore. For a day on the rant with some music and more. They'd drink porter in Maura's way over in fore. And they never get drunk but stay sober.
Don't you know that this is the beginning just a game. Don't you know that this is just a game just a game it's just a game. . Chorus. Stand tough stand tough.
Four o'clock in the morning. When the ambulance arrived. Four o'clock in the morning. When the ambulance arrived. . Blue light was flashing. As they lay my baby down inside.
Say yeah yeah yeah. We got it goin' on keep on rockin'. Till the break of dawn got it goin' on and on. . Hey girl sitting there. Looking so fly thinkin'.
I am francisco vasquez garcia. I am welcome to almeria. We have sin gas and con leche. We have fiesta and feria. We have the song of the cochona. We have brandy and half corona.
It was Christmas Eve babe. In the drunk tank. An old man said to me, won't see another one. And then he sang a song. The Rare Old Mountain Dew. I turned my face away.
T' was the night of the 1st december you remember. How we give it up for everything. Who would have thought that we'd come this far tear. Them apart being who we are.
It was Christmas Eve babe. In the drunk tank. An old man said to me, won't see another one. And then he sang a song. The Rare Old Mountain Dew. I turned my face away.
Chorus. 'coz if your looking for a freaky time freaky time baby. You can always count on me I'll be waiting. If your looking for a freaky time freaky time baby.
The wind was whipping shingle through the windows in the town. A hail of stones across the roof, the slates came raining down. A blade of light upon the spit came sweeping through the roar.
Do we rock, do we rock?. Do we rock, do we rock?. . C'mon, c'mon, c'mon. Do we rock, yeah, yeah?. Take it to the top, yeah, yeah. Don't you stop, yeah, yeah, woah?.
Hello boys I've been away on a bit of a holiday. To the land where the rivers freely flow. And the cattle roam on the wild callagh. Walking home three parts pissed.
Christy Brown. A clown around town. Now man of renown. From Dingle to Down. . I can type with me toes. Suck stout through me nose. And where it's gonna end.