Lookie lookie lookie what I've got right here. Nibble on my cookie bet you want to dear. Maybe if you're lucky you'll get a peep show. Look but you can
Raisins come from grapes, people come from apes I come from Canada I came in first place in a nonexistent race To rebuild the Parthenon The Parthenon
Stomp, stomp them grapes and make that wine Put it in a bottle, boys, and ship it on down the line Well, I got up this morning and made it downtown Started
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I went astray into the pleasure of her flesh, god of lies, you will surely understand Scared? Yeah, I am scared, betrayed and lost, moving ahead in circles
despite what you recommend despite what you implement this just can't stand anymore 3 A.M. at my door with no one to tell you that it's wrong drugged
The sweat upon his brow and the dirt worked into his hands The dignity of labor upon a man's own land The soil of his fathers passed on down through blood
I am a small and lonely grape Clutching to the vine Waiting for the day when I'll become my Savior's wine Oh, wouldn't French cuisine just yearn it I
I'll see you forever Chorus Every time you look my way I just have to get up and say I love you I love you Forever and ever and ever I can't know why
Ein kluger Mann hat mal gesagt die süaen Trauben hängen hoch. Aber wer etwas wagt. der kriegt sie doch. Als ich dich sah da war mir klar:
What kind of rules get twisted like a vine the chards of truth that shattered in your mind The fear that burns deep inside like fires in hell makes a
Outside the sun come beating down we're going back to the town in letters and memories and then a pleasant town The pain when you still lived there and
You've been gone too many years you've seen so much, so young but if you hang around too long you lose your place in the sun Waiting for another day closer
Where have I placed my reason why do I lose control seems that I've lost the lesson it seems I'm blind to what I see the most Through all the crowd day
New days come in to break the spell away reality rains down on your parade the closet skeletons all rattle on throw in the towel before you've got to
O lucky man make this scene, make a fist take us by hand lead us from our boomtown ways O lucky man small town boys are nowhere going you'll find his
Pull the wool over your eyes acts are misunderstood lies, your intentions won't hide no matter much how good Hold back the flood hold back the crash with