As logic stands you couldn't meet a man Who's from the future But logic broke as he appeared he spoke About the future We're not gonna make it He explained
Once I told you without feeling When you came to me in sorrow There's a truth that life's revealing We all have to be alone You wanted someone who would
One night farmer Brown was takin' the air Locked up the barnyard with the greatest of care Down in the hen house something stirred When he shouted, "Who
I sure had a wonderful time last night Least wise they tell me I did I sure had a wonderful time last night Really blew my lid Went to a party, I recollect
You never treat me gentle Yet you spend up all of my gold Then you look around for a young man Tell me I?m too old That?s why we can?t agree Yeah, baby
Here is somethin' baby, I want you to do I ain't barrin' nobody baby, I mean you and your lyin' friends too Don't cry baby, don't even spill a tear Yes
The story Of your life is so twisted 'Cause someone out there is missing Everything you do You're wasted Nothing ever really makes sense If you keep
It was a' for our rightfu' King We left fair Scotland's strand; It was a' for our rightfu' King We e'er saw Irish land, my dear, We e'er saw Irish land
We kiss in a shadow We hide from the moon Our meetings are few And over too soon I have dreamed That your arms Are lovely... I have dreamed What
with a gang of smoke (man) all we do is getting? high off these tokes (man) these people know that we ain't no joke (man) The Kottonmouth Kings we
through pure arrogance mankind has staked its claim it's left its mark upon all that surrounds us there is a darkness rising overhead shadows that are
time, oh, oh, i am still around. he thought the hours turned to minutes when she smiled, oh, oh, and this time i thought i was wrong here. it's king
Kate Moss, 50 Cent, Obama is the president PC scares, no one dares, lipitone, coke climate change, live aid, katemine, new wave, loose malls, hearts
The story of your life is so twisted, cause someone out there is missing everything you do You're wasted. nothing ever, ever makes sense. If you keep
Call the constable there is blood in the streets call the constable white chapels stained with shame like a child you fell right into my game a sprig
You can't complain this isn't half as bad as going down in the first round no no no you can't stop it now you think that after this is all said and done
Are you so ashamed of me tonight That you can?t look me in the eye That you can?t look me in the eye Oh, you will find another place to call Away from
The sun dies out tomorrow, tell me where will you be side by side we'll watch the end our hands are held together I'll take this one step closer if
