Mac talking: Yeah I got these motherfucking warlocks in this biatch So you know it's all about that world war 3 nigga You feel me nigga haha My nigga
Everything you do it comes back to you, whatever it may be If it isn't one thing, rest assured that something Will come back and pay you for your deed
Endless travels Can't remember where I've been Lying in this hammock, feeling tragic Like the ones you hear so much about Can't wait to tell you what
Oui viens par ici, Regarde moi. Et embrasse moi, Pas comme ça, Oui comme ça. Tu peux faire tout ce que tu veux, Tout ce que tu veux.
[ Intro: FlipBoy & Saa'Dee ] You're the one for me, I always loved you, You're my only one, We were meant to be. [ Verse 1: FlipBoy ] Girl, I just wanna
It was seven months since 9/11, the work was almost done Seven months since 9/11 and the work had just begun Ground Zero lit the evening sky like a dagger
An old cowboy went riding out one dark and windy day Upon a ridge he rested as he went along his way When all at once a mighty herd of red eyed cows he
Once I was a soldier and I fought on foreign sands for you Once I was a hunter and I brought home fresh meat for you Once I was a lover and I searched
Emilio lives in an attic Plays a flamenco guitar Our prayers fall down his window And roll down flanders of rusted out cars They harmonize with the sirens
It's a lesson too late for the learnin' Made of sand, made of sand In the wink of an eye my soul is turnin' In your hand, in your hand Are you goin'
There were seven suns and two of them twins There were seven suns in Yarrow And they all did fight for their own true love In the dewy, dewy dens of Yarrow
Alle stehen Schlange Vor dem Land der dicken Bauche Vor Lotto, Glucksspirale Illusionen und Atari Alle wollen was haben Von dem Land der vollen Schranke
[Music: M.Carlsson / Ablaze My Sorrow] [Lyrics: K.Lonnsjo] Gazing up to the blackened sky Makes part of me slowly die Among a clouds I can see a dove
Paradise Caught between the Fire and the ice No need to Think twice It's where I want To be Like a weather vane Following the wind, the sun and rain
Paradise oh ooh Paradise oh ooh Paradise oh ooh Paradise Hey Mr DJ, won't you play my favourite record Blame it on the music Everybody is a star Hey
Like a bird I'm living on the wing and on the run I'm wondering if paradise was won by the gun You gather fruit from danger trees See more than you want
Since the time of the ancients When gladiators fought Turning movements of action to passion Their life was a game See the blood of the bodies Spilling
Heavy sea, red burning water Lava is floating, smoke is blowing Before it was a precious island Now not even ruins left Drowned to the ground of the