I'm in disarray I'm unkempt And I love ya, sugar Yeah this is what you do When you run your fingers through my hair In the morning I'm feeling like
'Rip and cut and mutilate the innocent his friends, and again and again and on and on' You make me own my life in hell My kingdom back to the bound You
Won the battle, so now buy me clothes Let's make believe that we're better off alone Well, it's me, I implore I store smiles down in the basement Even
Je peux changer le cours de monde Pendant que mes cheveux poussent Ou je peux attendre et regarder Mes cheveux pousser jusqu'aux pieds Laisser passer
Doors locked (doors locked) Blinds pulled (blinds pulled) Lights low (lights low) Flames high (flames high) My body (my body) My body My body
We starve-look at one another short of breath walking proudly in our winter coats wearing smells from laboratories facing a dying nation of moving
LBJ took the IRT Down to 4th Street USA When he got there What did he see? The youth of America on LSD LBJ IRT USA LSD LSD LBJ FBI CIA
She asks me why, I'm just a hairy guy. I'm hairy noon and night, hair that's a fright. I'm hairy high and low, don't ask me why, don't know. It's not
Om mane padme om On mane padme om Folding the flag means taking care of the nation. Folding the flag is putting it to bed for the night. I fell through
I'm a Colored spade A nigger A black nigger A jungle bunny Jigaboo coon Pickaninny mau mau Uncle Tom Aunt Jemima Little Black Sambo Cotton
Welcome sulphur dioxide, Hello carbon monoxide The air, the air is everywhere Breathe deep, while you sleep, breathe deep Bless you alcohol bloodstream
Im Sommer war das Gras so tief Das jeder Wind daran voruber lief Ich habe da dein Blut gespurt Und wie es hei? zu mir heruber rann Du hast nur mein
I keep account of my hits and my misses The bottle makes the final call Fuel me with some of your kisses Turn towards the weeping wall Distilled withing
I'm Nelly, I'm Nelly, I'm Nelly, I'm Nelly If you want the video I'm on your video If you want the radio I'm on your radio Call if you hear me, yo
Bad milk comes in your mouth Bad milk burns on your tounge Makes you afraid Bad milk runs in your gorge Bad milk - Now you are here Now it's too late
Ever get the feeling no one's got your back Caught up in themselves livin' lies besides the fact Somehow you're going on an opposite track As we recover
Verse 1 I 'ma clean this whole shit out like climax, with words put togeather better then sony electronics, king of the jungle, humbly stay honest, eat
Снова седая ночь - И только ей доверяю я! Знаешь, седая ночь, Ты все мои тайны... Но даже и ты помочь Не можешь и темнота твоя Мне одному совсем, Совсем
