count by the stars tonight. as we burn out bright, from day to night. make believe it's the first time, do you read me loud and clear? clear, clear...
1.Row Row Row your boat gently down the stream 2.Row Row Row your boat 1.merily merily merily merily
Tenia que sacar buenas notas en la escuela para poder salir con su pandilla. Tenia que robarle al padre de la billetera algun dinero para sus pastillas
Bodies dismembered, corpses desecrated Carcasses liquidized and minced with hatred Brains are splattered, strewn limbs and heads Blood has been spurted
It's obvious your symptons You'd try to hide them I'd like to help you man But from you all I get are lies REMEMBER... WE SHARE... THE PAIN!!! Don't
There's blood in my mouth 'cause I've been biting my tongue all week I keep on talkin' trash but I never say anything And the talkin' leads to touchin
The operation is inhuman, yet we fashion it after ourselves. The lack of observation is as pitiful as convention. Geared to serve you better; geared to
Fool, what is your name? Should I hang my head in shame? When you say your name is mine When you say your name is mine I could fill your shoes If my
We came down from the north Blue hands and a torch Red wine and food for free A possibility We share our mothers' health It is what we've been dealt
Y como un extrano salgo a caminar Por las calles silenciosas del suburbio va mi alma Solitaria entre el mundo y las veredas viejas Buenas noches me digo
No lyrics just weird sounds in the background
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ It's been said before but I'll repeat it Don't you feel like you've been cheated? It's been shoved down your throats
[Music by A. Tompkins, J. Sherlock and J. De Ron] The embryo implants the uterine lining, folding within its amniotic abode The gut and neural tubes
THE BIRTH AND THE MASSACRE OF THE INNOCENTS The embryo implants the uterine lining, folding within its amniotic abode The gut and neural tubes forming
(Hammill) Tonight, before you lay down to the sweetness of your sleep do you question your surrender to the drop from Lover's Leap or does the anaesthetic
(i) Eyewitness ( Hammill ) Still waiting for my saviour, storms tear me limb from limb my fingers feel like seaweed, I'm so far out I'm too far in.
A strange union the other day It's a dead Russian, the papers say But it would be nice if they realised That she thought 'he is mine' This town has got