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un soffio morbido sono avido della tua pelle alcolica peggio poi se muovi la tua bocca erotica vivo avido della tua forma sadica come una rosa bianca sei bucolica sono avido
Pace, Bigazzi, Savio Avida, sei stata molto avida nella tua vita. E adesso che sei morta, sei ancora peggio. Vedi, ma da morta non mi fai paura. Sara
Pick up on this, pick up on this Yeah, I'm a greedy man, a greedy man I'm a greedy man, I'm a greedy man I'm a greedy man Now, brother don't leave the
Right up in here, is the sweet spot Stay right up in here, and don't bend unda pre'sure Is that what it is? The cake will do Uhh, uhh, uhh, the cake
I'm a greedy man Yes, I'm a greedy man Said, I'm a greedy man, people Yes, I'm a greedy man Greedy man, greedy man Tryin' to do the best I can I want
Terror, confrontation With the army, splittered nation Smash the mirror, there's no way back To the reign of egoism and brutality Now it's time to decide
We were on our way home On the right bus I just want to ask the driver If it's not too much fuss To drop me off at the old lady's And pick me up tomorrow
So I make you happy And I make you sick Forget the traffic I'm used to all of it It's no fair to say I'm only taking what I need Don't feel so snappy
Lyrics By Bill Stevenson Music By Bill Stevenson & Stephen Egerton Everyone's Greedy That's How Society Got This Way Everyone's Greedy It's All About
I hate this world where I was born I loathe the knowledge pretention The ethics and virtue mankind defends The hypocrisy of human venture where Altruism
See I?m a wanted man barely living in these streets Since child support saw fit to put a warrant out on me Say I owe ?em sixty-five hundred and they want
'I want you all to go to your windows. Go to your windows and yell out. Scream with all the might that you can muster up inside your bruised, assaulted
Mr. Greed, why you got to own everything that you see? Mr. Greed, why you put a chain on everybody livin' free? You're hungerin' for his house, you're
You want it all, nothing you give Searchin' for more is why you live Your goal is to gain you cause others pain Makes you feel well It's in your head,
(M. Spohn, R. Peinelt, A. Torkler) (from the album "InFormation", 1995) he turns around the key of his Jaguar and whispers a shallow good bye to his wife
At first it seems like a bad dream and you can't claw your way out. And the plea that you make so you could escape isn't answered but you'll figure it
