I ain't got no inclination Give away my sweet sensation Sleeping' in an old tool shed Scumbag crying' on his pillow [Backing vocals:] Ooh... When you
Burn your bridges, bite your tongue Dig your own grave, what's done is done What's in your head, what's on your mind Time will tell don't look behind
gib uns kein gold denn das ist nur glimmer gib uns auch kein silber denn das fnden wir noch schlimmer wir wollen keine medaillen keine orden an der wand
Mr. Sandman showing his beam, when he walks into the room the walls lean in to listen Surf out blank waves, clicking back and forth like old headlights
Once upon a time at the foot of a great mountain, there was a town where the people known as Happyfolk lived, their very existence a mystery to the rest
So where do I sail? A ship losing control My cries swallowed up, lost in the ranging sea So where has love gone? Will I ever reach it? The Cape of Storms
Jason Derulo. Deluga Heights. J. J. J. J. J. R. Come on. Everybody’s looking for love. Oh. Oh. Ain’t that the reason you’re at this club. Oh. Oh
I wonder why You act so fly When you try, so hard to try, to try, to try, to try I see the sky, is open wide Take a look inside Its wild like a giant
La la la La la la la la La la la La la la la la I just can't get you out of my head Boy your loving is all I think about I just can't get you out of
Yeah! Well let's go back to the middle of the day that starts it all I can't begin to let you know just what I'm feeling And now the red ones make
When it gets bad You got to think about something To keep from going mad I tried to think about big fat roses When the ship starts going down But my
Time to empty head Try and dream instead Let memory trip and finally slip Like acid in milk Garbage in silk Dripping and oozing your sex over my
Long ago, I was told there were riches inside of me Someone old hid the gold and the finding was my affair In those days when my ears heard a story, my
Well I never want to land 'Cause I'm high on you Beyond all sleight of hand And tell me if you're sure And I won't pretend to fall down anymore 'Cause
The room's green It's got writing on the wall It's got one chair It's kinda small Dirty shoes Running past the door. And then you go round Beat
День за днем, как в прочем и за ночью тоже скажи на что это похоже, она не хочет уходить. И теперь, как отипичная зараза она убьет меня не сразу и может
И душа и голова, кажись, болит,- Верьте мне, что я не притворяюсь. Двести тыщ - тому, кто меня вызволит! Ну и я, конечно, попытаюсь. Нужно мне туда,
В голове моей тучи безумных идей - Нет на свете преград для талантов! Я под брюхом привыкших теснить лошадей Миновал верховых лейтенантов. ...Разъярялась