sister Calm They sell yay, you'll say yay, this shit's the bomb I'm a hit my man, tell 'em you my bigga pawn The rest, so yes, you'll be blessed to
a porno shop When you put you quarter in the slot, And you try to look cool So nobody knows that you're hot? You go to a club and you're high On
the real friends that serve you long Your memories might fade Your real friends will serve you long Sunshine or rain Your real friends will serve you
Is having a bad day Mona Lisa is having a bad day "The Book Of History Has many missing pages" Murmurs the Madonna Of the Middle Ages But in between her cracks You
" She was Jennifer Lopez, Gywenth Paltrow She was little Miss Love Hewitt I never had a chance She was Marilyn Monroe wind blowin' in the white dress She was Mae West, pretty Miss
house like a week full of chores Yeah, you got a jab but you weak at the jaw You need to think twice before you get injured My infra red you will infer
The way you move ain't fair, you know Hey, soul sister I don't wanna miss a single thing you do Tonight The way you can cut a rug Watching you is the
I just remember the smiling faces, the music and the applause I spent 30 quid on coke I smoked a little too much dope I was wiped out from 5 til 7, I missed
surgeon kissed her and enhanced her Then my well-missed sister was burgeoning with cancer The transcendentalist had shown her the answer You're never alone when you
Iron Man blowin the mic You motherfucken right Live highlight then I seen him Nigga was raw, stepped in Bitches flexin' next to him Bad Mexicans What up showin' you love You
surprisingly good for you I won't go on if I'm boring you But do you understand my point of view? Do you like what you hear, what you see And would you
them, promote them Don't blame them, you're the same [Che:] Goodnight and thank you Emilio You've completed your task What more can we ask of you now
been your year, Miss Duarte Tell us where you go from here, Miss Duarte Which are the roles that you yearn to play? Whom did you sleep ... dine with
your year Miss Duarte Tell us where you go from here Miss Duarte Which are the roles that you yearn to play Whom did you sleep--dine with yesterday?
Red and silver on the leaves Fallen white snow runs softly through the trees Madonnas weep for wars of hell They blow out the candles and haunt Noel The missing
You make me laugh, ha ha ha You make me laugh, ha ha ha You make me laugh, ha ha ha I hear you want to be an icon like Madonna like a virgin You ask
, the spoils of war, the knickers, the bras, momentos to give you support. While the bombs drop around, you fumble in dreams, with blank eyes see the corpses you