[Eminem] Here I Go Lyrical I have no Idea,what I'm doing but i'm spiritual on the mic perform I tear up in ste-re-o I'm like the grand wizard Yes,I'm
Called in sick one day Stepped out my front door Squinted up at the sky And strapped on my backpack Got into a van And when I returned I had Ex-wives
I want to live in a land where there's free coffee And the beer flows out of the ground The women are nice and they don't think twice About kissing you
The most comfortable place isn't comfortable anymore I feel so out of place, no one knows me for sure I have this guilty consciousness and not to be me
How can you say You're giving all your love to me now When I can feel Nothing real from you when you're around Who visits you when I'm away from home
Cold coffee and hot beer That's kinda how things are around here We used to have such a happy home But now we don't because she is gone Can't get a hug
It snowed the night before and it had frozen on the ground We didn't have a car and we lived seven miles from town And I can hear my daddy's voice, so
He loves the outdoor spirit He's no computer man He hates the city traffic He doesn't understand He keeps a ledger diary 'Cause he's a conscious man
I wouldn't wear, who wouldn't wear She didn't wear, your dress I wouldn't wear your woman's dress And I wouldn't look good in her dress You see my wife
Oh no, it's happening again. Relationship about to end. He's felt this many times before, But he'll ignore it once again. Once again. Oh no, it's happening
My wallet It's only getting lighter I'll keep it folded for now It's a paper weight And I'd love to say it's easier to move, To breathe, to walk So much
Each night the dream began We were sitting here, waiting on our coffee cans Eyes fixed upon the skies I was thinking of you, and if I qualified Then
[The ABC Cafe, where the students, led by Enjolras, meet to discuss their revolutionary plans.] Combeferre At Notre Dame The sections are prepared!
I can't explain a thing I want everything to change and stay the same Outside doesn't care about anyone and anything Now come together, come apart Only
(Bob Dylan) Your breath is sweet Your eyes are like two jewels in the sky Your back is straight, your hair is smooth On the pillow where you lie But
The coffee's good so I'll have myself another cup. I'll let you know when I've had enough they tell me that it's bad for you. But I just can't believe
Tu es le clown dans mon cafe Le ballon rouge sur mon nez Le magicien auditionne Au plus grand cirque jamais monte Des trapezistes s'sont ramasses Des
chorus: we don't need no walkie-talkies, nope no walkie talkies, we don't need your coughing when offing the morning coffee, no, we don't need no walkie