.. Может я - твоя ошибка, Но мне нужна твоя улыбка. Так давай доверимся друг другу и судьбе.. В тебе, я растворюсь в тебе... Припев: И как во сне Я растворюсь
Bricks and mortar Reflecting social change Cracks in the pavement Reveal cravings for success Why do we try to hide our past By pulling down houses and
No one understands The way you found your God There's a bullet in your hands Give a dog a bone He'll lead for the day But teach him how to kill, then
Bad kid, messin' with smart kid What do you got? looks like trouble Easy on the oneside The other's a wise ride Seems to be confusion Walk to the right
watching you like this tears me apart you regress your feelings the guilt is all mine I can't forget a feeling like it meant nothing torn in two as you
Dit is voor de wille wezels... Deffer dan, deffer dan Def P., laat ze horen wat vloeien is! Deffer dan, deffer dan Def P., laat ze horen wat vloeien is
Heart beat low heat no heat at all Question unanswered and I recall Haves that have no qualms what arses they lick in taking their pick) Doesn't It make
Si pudiera viajar en el tiempo, borraria tu imagen fija, la sacaria de mi cuerpo, esta-esta-esta aqui muy dentro. Si tuviera una nave plateada, surcaria
I heard about your last words and I can't say I'm sorry you really should've seen my face For the first time in a long time I was really happy I like
She said she liked the way I felt And breaking down my boundaries She found her way around myself I wished I'd never come home Kicked in and sure you
And he always wrote and he always called And he never lied 'cause he never said anything at all In a world of dirt, I am rainin', I'm erodin' But which
I noticed it when I walked out My small white world was closing down I wondered, I would always wonder Why I am always sober and everyone is loaded And
Open Areas Was the name of the book He never, never, never wrote Man overboard, man overboard Man overboard We paved the roads We really blanketed everything
To resurrect ourselves We disembowel our saints We never underestimate The destructive power of change We'd find another way We'd dream up stupid shit
I'm always frightened I wear my helmet every day I'm scared the sky might tumble Down from Heaven I blame my neighbors I wish that they'd all move away
To another, to anyone but me It's so obvious, so painfully And I worry that everyone but me Will be laughing at something I didn't see Anyone but me
Like Elvis, like everyone We all die, we all live on in photos And paperbacks, if we're lucky We're coming back Mother Mary over, over Mother Mary over
Frank zappa (guitar) Lowell george (guitar) Roy estrada (bass) Don preston (keyboards) Buzz gardner (trumpet) Ian underwood (alto saxophone) Bunk gardner