i can't believe that we've survived the silent songs the night conspires while we sleep all alone in our beds waiting for our eyes to fall and rest
Introducing the amazing rockethead You know what the deal is, dude Excuse me, Napoleon, but I gotta know Why I gotta stand in a hallway, in a highway
sweet blood of Jesus: it's sweet a mosquito could and probably would get the sugar blues from biting into the fucker but I'm immune 8 o'clock, 7
There's a monster in my room, we discussed movies over coffee And I think it's quite absurd, well, he got hungry, licked his lips He shook my hand and
I got tired of New York City, of its sidewalks and its heat So I got myself a great big horse and I rode him down the street And then I hollered, "Hi,
I'm sure you've never had this meal before We're still open, stay and have some more It's been raised upon your body and your soul Total control!
(bang) I say we close (pancho v) C'mon you fuckin fag (dj paul) I say we... (pancho v) Wassup mayn? (juicy j) Wassup mayn? (pancho v) Wassup? Wassup
it's where we like to dine because the food's just fine it's the best place in town to fill up then get down the chinese restaurant is where we have sung
Y sin saber porque me quedo viendo el sol caer otra vez el dia termino manana sera un dia igual: un domingo con periodicos normal. No conectaba con tanta
J'ai combattu des lions dans un grand restaurant, j'ai pose un avion dans un jardin d'enfant, j'ai construis un immeuble dans une chambre de bonne, monte
Certains soirs de melancolie Quand le brouillard est sur Paris Je vais retrouver quelque part Une Italie qui fume tard C'est tout en haut de la vieille
I got tired of New York City, of its sidewalks and its heat So I got myself a great big horse and I rode him down the street And then I hollered, hi,
C?est ici que j?ai grandi, au restaurant Chez Raymond C?est dans les bras de papys que je demandais des bonbons J?ai rampe sous toutes les tables, j?ai
A bottle of white, a bottle of red Perhaps a bottle of rose instead We'll get a table near the street In our old familiar place You and I-face to face
Bebida e agua. comida e pasto. voce tem sede de que? voce tem fome de que? a gente nao quer so comida a gente quer comida, diversao e arte. a gente nao
The time is 8:09 I?m running to the line The one that takes me down Down to Chinatown... There?s shouting in the streets A pattering of feet Intrigue
i can't believe that we've survived the silent songs the night conspires while we sleep all alone in our beds waiting for our eyes to fall and rest remember
There's a monster in my room we discussed movies over coffee And I think it's quite absurd Well, he got hungry, licked his lips, he shook my hand, and