[Hook: Method Man (George Clinton)] Get that money, God, keep your sword sharp (Eastside, Westside) Get that money, God, keep your sword sharp (Eastside
the chosen few And where are you going tar top J.C. and the chosen few There's no flash without T.Gentry B.V. where are you? Where are you goin' tar
Surround you on tar beach I will meet you there (On tar beach) Where you can lose Those city blues I will meet you there (On tar beach) Sunshine and heat Surround you on tar
tills Vi bada slutat andas luften omkring? Refr: Ar Du lycklig nu? Ar Du lycklig nu ? Ar Du lycklig nu? Har Vi tid innan allting tar slut? Antligen har
look at you I can't believe my eyes With your magic I think you just might charm the birds out of the skies Tar baby, tar baby, tar baby came good out
ar som det ar och det ar sant som sker Det tar tid - att tro pa karleken Det tar tid - att borja om igen Det tar tid - att laka gamla sar Det tar timmar
You came one night, turned my tide Blood red moon that you are Now I sit here, what can I do Wrapped in feathers and tar You clutched my back and you
Sing the Star Spangled Banner with feeling They put their autos together So the lamp set a sickly stage light Fourteen defenders of this country All commanding me to undress They poured tar
Naar vinteren tar bitter fart Og steiner sprekker I frostklar natt Ved svarte tjern under naken li Da er villmarken vond aa ferdes I Vi befarer store
Kuch is tarah teri palkein meri palkon se mila de Aansoo tere saare meri palkon pe sajaa de Kuch is tarah teri palkein meri palkon se mila de Aansoo
Baby's got cancer, looking for the answer She's got cancer, someone romance her She was one of a kind Now she's perfected Living on all the lies they
================== (Juli -92) En aapning i skogen hvor solen skinner Hindret av trerne fanges vi i denne guds appning Det brenner det svir nar lyset slikker
deep dark secret, that no one knows about Deep dark secret that you can't live without Deep dark tar pit, once it's got you it won't let go Deep dark tar
Tar-heel boy sings a song 'Bout a girl who ain't comin' home By n by, by n by She worked too long in the mill She's gone to those rolling hills in the
teams sat In awe upon the benches Says, "There ya are! That there's pine tar! "An' it's a whole lot more'n eighteen inches!" [Chorus] Tar Baby Billy
I'm the bastard son of hate... Blood of mine as black as those flowers of death In my veins flows the tar of Chaos Once you hurt me Now it's my turn
Jack! John, sit down!" CHORUS: Come along, come along, You jolly brave boys, There's lots of grog in the jar. We'll plough the briny ocean With the jolly roving tar
Uhh [Chorus] - 2X [Lou$tar] - over Chorus second time Nah, can't rock with me Geah, woo! No! [Lou$tar] Ha, can't rock with me Ha? Ha? O-kay! [Chorus] [Lou$tar