seat. Now where's that freaky ass son of a bitch? That guitar raving man? Lethal's scratchin' up them balls, Limp Bizkit's one hell of a band. Left
already done Down on Hell's Half Acre Shakin' with fever Rumble in the jungle Down on Hell's Half Acre Down on Hell's Half Acre Walking on fire We
One candle burns brightly, it flickers and it almost dies like me Alone against the wind But this moment has magic, it's keeping that flame alive as we
I'm not alone, you're sittin' right there How come I get the feeling, you could vanish into the air? And I love you more than anybody else baby Can't
world today who don't have nothin' but hell to pay. Background: Some people today Got hell to pay. That's what they got ... And tomorrow or yesterday, They got hell
We've been through hell and high water Ready to go through it all again As long as we've got a quarter between us all We're gonna have money to spend,
The band in hell Plays all night long It's a sold-out show And there is only one song There is no rhythm And there is no rhyme It goes on forever Until
Übersetzung: Ada Band. Rotten Hell.
Übersetzung: The Allman Brothers Band. Hell \u0026amp; High Water.
Übersetzung: The Allman Brothers Band. Hell and High Water.
Übersetzung: Die Band. Hells Half Acre.
Übersetzung: Dylan, Bob. Band Of The Hand (es ist die Hölle Time Man!).
Übersetzung: Henry Paul Band. Shot To Hell.
Übersetzung: Limp Bizkit. Hell Of A Band.
