: (Paradise Oskar - Finland) Peter is smart, he knows each European country by heart He likes to sit under an apple tree on his yard And wait for an
see? Rendezvous time in Paree... Blossoms that bloom by the lane Wait for a date with the rain The wind blows a kiss to a tree It's rendezvous time
My sneakers suckin' up rain from the street And there was nowhere to score Spent that night in a park Slept under a tree At dawn the cops came by And
s my name? Somehow, somewhere, I got hit by a train And it ripped my legs off Huh, nothing but a minor coft You can't get me I swing from a tree
gat and shoot ya in the eye} (Who ya fucking wit governer E? Don't ya know I'll hang ya dead ass from a tree) {Then swing ya by ya foot} {Mister drumma
you I remember dreaming Wishing hoping praying for this day Now i sit and watch them The little ones i love so excited by the wait Christmastime
by, ah ooh-oh I'm in the shade of the dogwood tree Not the one where you told your name to me Two hungry blackbirds land near by, ah ooh-oh If I could
's full but I'm not satisfied, No, No, No, Noooo, But I'll just wait until she's by my side, YEAHHH [CHORUS] You can take these presents, underneath my tree
loved me Now come closer don't be shy Stand beneath a rainy sky 'Cause the moon, it is over the rise Picture me as a train rolls by Clear the thistles
: (James Day/George Arno) There's a winding road and a tall pine tree, by the tall pine tree, she waits for me. Oh, yes, she waits in the little green
between confusion and doubt Fading gradually like a tree from drought Mmm gettin' weaker day by day future lookin' bleaker Suffering in pain slowly dying mama crying Eatin' by
Both her parents would call in vain, Sadly, sorrowfully, they'd complain, 'Alice is at it again.' Although that dear little village, Surrounded by trees
to be Cartwheels to eternity 'Round and 'round my head she goes In the good dreams though she wears no clothes Took our picture by the sea The ocean waits
apricot tree And I said to the sailor On the white quay 'Sailor O sailor Will you bring me If I give you my penny And my apricot tree 'A fez from Algeria
You won't see me tonight [Yeah right] (Say what? Say what?) You won't see me tomorrow [uh-huh] (uh-huh) I'll be gone by daylight [Doubt that] (What?)
real queen to fuck with me Trustin' me, and give it up for free Next time, feel free to hit me up, anything you wanna puff a tree Come on, now, baby,
yo, on the air (thought you dead?) But I returned To give you what you waited four years, now to burn Hold your head (and know your ledge) your life flash by
s watch in the distance listening to the slaughtering of there own. So fear and stress sets in as the other groups approached the slaughter house led by