moment to reflect Which trip costs you more Between the ever restless crowds And the silence of your room Spend an hour in no man's land You'll be leaving
Well, i live in a no mans land. I dont know where im going, trying to gain a fan. I hold on to whatever i can, cuz the deeper i go, the quicker the sand
'm going going packin' my bags and going to no man's land I'm going going packin' my bags I'm going to no man's land Catching cases and during time I
People on the street They want to find a god they'll never know Organized religeon pulls the blinds Then they pull the wool Now you can't see because
Hey, come and make it easy Hey, come and make it black It's no use to be free If lies are all the truth they see They'll screw up what you do When you
Many motherfuckers criticize pros and how they play And many motherfuckers criticize rappers and what they say Even though they criticize, secretly they
no man's land Can't seem to find a real man You know, I'm lookin' for a steel man She said, "I'm in no man's land" I'm gonna show you a real good time
and rust That made you look so cheap There's nothing to have here and nothing to hold here And nothing that you can keep Now understand, this is no man's land
You are drunk and you're surly In Latino lover mode We all know what's on your agenda We've broken the code I've got no right to lay claim to her frame
Als kleines Kind da fuhr ich gern zu meinem Opa hin für mich gab's Schokolade für Opa einen Gin. Er zeigte mir das Leben was man als Cowboy
poppies dance The trenches have vanished now under the plow No gas and no barbed wire, no guns fire now For here in this graveyard it's still no man's land
There's a job in honky tonk on the county line I go to lose my sanity Ain't no trouble at all, there's a sign on the wall No guns, no profanity And there
alone in there The sky was bright, smoke filled the air No one gives a damn Living in no man's land No one understands Living in a no man's land Said
(Jean-Louis Aubert/Lokua Kanza) Ne pars pas Ne te retourne pas Ne pars pas Je suis avec toi Ici est ta nouvelle vie Maintenant si tu dis oui C'est ma
I owe it to you to remind you Of the greatest mystery To remind me of your great stories You'll be telling When you're leaving and there's nothing Your
man's land Before they passed the master plan Out here in no man's land Low supply and high demand Here in no man's land There ain't much work out here
forsale and a number on a sign at the end of the drive. Plastic toys ans a swingset all tangled up in grass grown knee high. i walked up on the front