Гори, гори, гори, мой костер, Гори, гори в полночной степи, На кургане моем, Над туманом ночным, Гори, пляши, мой ясный огонь, Гори, пляши, мой ясный
Get your car, gather what you need Bring the matches and kerosene Tell 'em that you might need a couple days Better off if it's face to face We're gonna
Back in black I hit the sack I've been too long I'm glad to be back Yes I'm, let loose From the noose That's kept me hanging about I keep looking at the
I can't budge baby, I can't move Without your love to guide me I don't know honey that's the truth What laid you down beside me, yeah, yeah Heat me with
Fire they cried So evil must die And yields are good So men pull back hoods and smile The scapegoat blood spilled Spittled and grilled It crackled and
Fire they cried So evil must die And yields are good So men pull back hoods and smile The scapegoat blood spilled Spittled and grilled it crackled and
Everybody gather 'round, 'cause you know we'a fin' to do this thang fo' reezy some ser'ous. Put 'cha money in ya shoe and it won't get wet. Come on.
In the mouth of the wolf I crush their execrations Sweating out the poison My skin crawls black with hate Fall to fire My vengeance burns across the sky
Up in the morning and out to school The teacher is teaching the golden rule American history and practical maths You studyin' hard and you hopin' to pass
It's another lonely evenin' In another lonely town But I ain't too young to worry And I ain't too old to cry When a woman gets me down Got another empty
I'm so weary of taking up space Sending junk mail to the whole human race Stole my genome from the salt of the earth Weighed my brain for to see what
Aquatic fortitude! Unscathed and witless, below the hopes and fears of robotic fixtures. Proposed to the fluent lovers, hopeless romantics enthralled
Welcome to your life You better watch your steps Well, they could turn to fire That could sear through your shoes And through your feet Move up your
You can see it from the river to the top of White Pine Ridge Burnin' like a summer sun, a bunch of rednecks gettin' half lit There's mud-covered trucks
Siempre perdidos, buscamos; y al fin voy por caminos que estan por abrir: Cada manana, comienzo a vivir. Ponte a mi lado, no llores por mi; Yo piso fuerte
Have you ever wondered why those days exist When life just seems to be a conspiracy against you? I don't know where the answers lie But I try not to get
(She's tall) Like the Eiffel tower (Fast) New York to Paris in half an hour (She's lean) She's a love machine Probably take on the whole football team
Woke up at eight, started the fire Had a few drinks, we all felt inspired Jumped in the stream, our shoes and canteens The water was bitter cold Laid