I've spent so much time imprisoned in my mind, told to shut up and sit down, to close my eyes. I've realized what they've done to me, trying numbing
Lyrics: Rob & Ferdi Bolland/FALCO, Music R. &. F. Bolland; Published by BollandMusic/Edition Falkenhorst One Year ago, ein Jahr wie eine Ewigkeit Aber
we had known what we know now One year later, we'd still be around. If we had known what we know now One year later, we'd still be around, around,
does is make me sad CHORUS Your losing the guy you were Your changing, you?re changing Its not for the best at all Your changing, you?re changing VERSE 3 Years
1.3 billion people live on the equivalent of less than one dollar a day STOP! Keep talking, keep talking, keep talking MADNESS! The world spends 780 billion dollars every year
: Lyrics: Rob & Ferdi Bolland/FALCO, Music R. &. F. Bolland; Published by BollandMusic/Edition Falkenhorst One Year ago, ein Jahr wie eine Ewigkeit Aber
and see it, and be nobody else! Jungle Brothers, De La, they gave me little light. In Top, Three Feet, Buddy, that was aiiight. One year later, the Tribe
how many valium 3 And that will average out to about one good hours sleep Ok so now you see the reason how come he Has taken 4 years just too put out
ever wanna leave the game without At least saying goodbye So all my people on the left, all my people on the right Swing one last time Get your ass up for the doctor One
age What's my age again? That's about the time that she broke up with me (what's my age again?) No one should take themselves so seriously With many years
your ears with the words that I share So Taste this feel forenow I made the grave A rumpely sound that you have to obey Sha-now in tropical later or here
Man (KILL A MAN!) That was about the time we was openin' up for ?loyalty? Didn't know shit, we were jus' tryin' to rock the party '92 a year later, '
to eat Two minute warning Two minutes later When time has come My days are numbered The dawning of another year Marks time for those who understand One
you to take it back to the streets Can I at least go one year without spitting the heat Motherfuckers think you sweat till your chest gets messed up Two days later
the blunt Now ya known as the favorite groupie Goin to camp and it ain't Camp Snoopy (Wassup?) But I ain't surprised It's 12 months later, year, I
year they always sold and bought Easy enough to just look at her Whole world on a silver platter Was that that bad for me If I was there the scotch is free Won round one
stay by your side Don't be afraid girl You're the one, the one I love He said: 'Cos you're my blossom lady You're my blossom lady But one year later