Übersetzung: Uncle Kracker. Himmel Featuring Kid Rock And Paradime.
a fool Wake up saying I'll never drink again, then I crack a brew I like speakin' foul and actin' rude The type to sell you a Paradime C.D. Break in
rails, reading all his mother's mail from a city boy in a jungle town postmarked Saigon. He'll go live his mother's dream, join the slowest parade he
: Busted plans and cigarettes Nights and days I wont forget Sleeping on my best friends floor With everything to ask for Clear skies and sing-a-longs
: Lonely people gathering there to be one, gonna be the last time wasted, gonna be seen to be gone. Run a mile for the minute, gonna mind another day
main Se douter de rien Laisser les autres faire Sous les confettis Sois belle et souris A tombeau ouvert Soixante-douze trombones Avant la grande parade
to be unafraid to lead the freak parade Somebody's got to be unafraid to lead the freak parade Somebody's got to be unafraid to lead the freak parade
: Exterminate the laws of all The sacred past Begins to fall The undying gods of death The disease it must be fed Parade of the dead The asylum marches
Ich wei? nicht mehr, wer ich bin Ich fuhr' Dich in den Himmel Ich zeig' Dir Dein Paradies Ich la? die Engel fur Dich singen Ich zeig' Dir Dein Paradies
Paradise When the Lord created us All his work was through Then the Children of Paradise Did the only thing They really shouldn't do Children of Paradise
me alone) Ringaling, ah ling, me alone Ringaling, ah ling me alone (Leave me alone) Feel tha thunder in tha sky We party overtime No more Evil Paradise
au paradis [Couplet 3] N'ecoute pas B.2.O, ne fais pas ce que Mala dit J'viens d'acheter en enfer un petit coin de paradis Ca investit a Dubai, Abou
to join their army How I pine, I pine to fall in line, With the sweethearts on parade (With the sweethearts on parade) With the sweethearts on parade
: Where the river runs black I take the schoolbooks from your pack Plastics, wire and your kiss The breath of eternity on your lips In the crowded marketplace
: You do the drying, I'll do the dishes Who'll do the crying when all the wishes don't come true You do the washing, I'll do the folding Whose heart
: [6:38] I'm standing here in silence This graceful place of peace Watching the shadows come closer The birds they sing no longer The winds they blow
: plain parade well, where is all the profit laid? plain parade well, maybe we have lost our way some are lone sickly running from something so wrong