you wanna rest that ass in this glass house. Don't, don't you wanna rest that ass in this glass house. Don't you wanna rest that ass in this glass house
where i'm gonna be watching glory coming in the form of morning i was found on that dark hillside with a certain painting by my side screaming: knock down the house
with their diamonds and pearls Throwing stones in glass houses, not a care in the world Take your fancy crystals and your fossilised bone Tell the ale-house
Перевод: Дикие Сладкая Оранжевый. Дом сожаления.
wanna risk that ass in this glass house. Don't, don't you wanna risk that ass in this glass house. Don't you wanna risk that ass in this glass house.
you wanna risk that ass in this glass house. Don't, don't you wanna risk that ass in this glass house. Don't you wanna risk that ass in this glass house
Поднялся рассвет над крышей, Человек из дома вышел Поглядеть на жизнь поближе Вздумал с утра. Человеку много ль надо- У него на сердце
Не писать мне повестей, романов, Не читать фантастику в углу,- Я лежу в палате наркоманов, Чувствую - сам сяду на иглу. Кто-то раны лечил боевые, Кто
livid, now I'm even more so Shit I got full blown AIDS and a sore throat I got a wardrobe with an orange robe {*wolf whistle*} I'm in the fourth row,
sayin that to get you mad What a wonderful day; I should go outside and play Ain't no need to sit inside the house and hibernate Hi renee! (oh hi!)
She lives with an orange tree The girl that does yoga She picks the dead ones from the ground When we come over And she gives I get Without giving anything
if they play I dump their mothers Now they findin' niggas everyday slumped in gutters I come through on the block strapped, bumpin' Bubba for the summer in a bright orange
get the word out And you still can see the grill wit the lights burn out Nothin' lil' about the wheels on my bright orange drop I'm thuggin' and pimped
hustlin' slick, and got clips like bananas We twist the bandanas, and spit at niggas with cannons We ran in habitats with masks and plastic gats Stormin' through the house
leave the house unless your wearing your thermals, you're covered all in cat hair and you're stinking like Strepsils, Your heading down the Bowls Club, have another orange
flip the script Niggas always talkin shit Mad beacuase the cards I flip Maybe he be struckin wit I think he used to slang them rocks Set up shop on this here block Orange