так много - этот цвет самый классный. Килограмм пластилина на производство пластида - узнает старая Палестина о новой версии геноцида. Посмотрите на агонию последнего вдоха, Неумело маскируемый аппетит каннибала. Окинул взглядом рисунок
See that face from across the room And I can feel you're nothin' Show your fear it's not hard to see Intentions pale it's blindin' Stop stop from the
Almost forgot Started to say Rode into the sun Asked everyone Hallelujah Pretty Mary K I found faith in the infirmary There's a soldier lyin' in bed
Figure 8 is double 4 Figure 4 is half of 8 If you skate, you would be great, if you could make a figure 8, that's a circle that turns round upon itself
[B.G.] It's me, the B.G., doin' my thang Lettin' 'em hang, I represent bangity-bang I gettin' off into shit you can not handle I'm settin' it off in this
You expose the film in me We're drawing rings around the world Sooner or later we will melt together And draw rings around the world With all those meteoric
There's a blueberry pancake flying in the sky I can see it, I can see it And there's a castle in the cloud and it's floating on by Can you see it? Can
You aint nothin like your memory At least it hangs around And that old photograph you gave me Girl I can't bare to lay it down And when this bottles empty
Oh, yeah Let the band play one time now It was early one morning I was on my way to school Early one morning I was on my way to school Got lost on monday
I see color bars when I come Sergeant Rock broke the key off in the lock To where I come from Sir, no sir We have no power in the air The battle's on
Someone found the future as a statue In a fountain at attention looking backward In a bowl of water wishes with a blue Songbird on his shoulder Who keeps
I never really had a problem because of leaving But everything reminds me of her this evening So if I seem a little out of it, sorry But why should I
Activity's killing the actor And a cop's standing out in the road Turning traffic away There was nothing she could do untill after When his body'd been
Wish you gave me your number Wish I could call you today, just to hear a voice I got a long way to go I'm getting further away If I didn't know the difference
The imitation picks you up like a habit Writing in the glow of the TV static Taking out the trash to the man Give the people something they understand
He held his breath to hold your hand To walk the stairsteps in pairs Climbing up a slippery slope I'm in love, love I hope Don't go home, Angelina Stay
I had tender feelings that you made hard But it's your heart, not mine, that's scarred So when I go home, I'll be happy to go You're just somebody that
Something's happening, don't speak too soon I told the boss off and made my move Got no where to go Son of Sam, son of a shining path, the clouded mind
