Ooh ooh ooh Ooh ooh Your name in stone We come here all alone And all that?s left is your name in stone I raise my flag up into your heart You let the
s worn and useless thin The size of the eyes And the flies in the sky My body's a zombie for you Oooh (3x) My body's a zombie for you Oooh (3x) My body's
I was floating above my bed, Like a body in a river, in car. And the only sound in my head was a dying cricket in a jar. And I saw little beams of light
the room where you sleep. In the room where you sleep. Where you......sleep. You better run. You better run. You better hide! You better hide! There's
ghost ship on the blue Now I hold my poems For ladies unknown Until my hands go weak I'll be a ghost ship on the blue Birds are in the sky The land's
the dawn again "My skull is full of sunken ships, My heart's a prisoner to my ribs, We're flesh & bone when we're all alone, But together, forever, we'll live" There's
Burn the street Burn the cars pa pa power pa pa power Children: Please make me better Broken glass Broken hearts pa pa power pa pa power Children
gonna lose your soul, tonight, tonight. oh, you're gonna lose control, tonight. you're gonna lose control, you're gonna lose control, tonight, tonight, tonight. [children's
I wish that we were magic so we wouldn't be so young and tragic
Welcome to a place where nightmares Are the best part of my day I?m buried in this house I?ll never leave this floor A page full of je t?aime?s for
dead man's bones! Wherever you go, take a look at your feet, & down six feet deep there's dead man's bones! Bones! Bones! Bones, bones, bones, bones
Wintergarden moving picture show Bemus Point on July Sundays by trolley we'd go to your benefit we's strike or bargain with the waving fist a union man
: Child: Why you by the window?, what's wrong daddy? Mother: I know what's wrong with that crazy motherfucker He's just stand by the goddamn window
-Unit,G-Unit (repeat) (50 Cent-between Banks) G-Unit nigga that's what's up (repeat 6x) (50 Cent) I blast 50 Cent nigga that's what's up (Lloyd Banks
Of the great divide When all the kings and queens Will have their closets emptied And the bones will all fall out 'Dem bones 'dem bones 'dem dry bones Will not fail Dead
Little crazy-ass nigga at large Pullin cars, on these lanes Nigga I never let go of my heat Stand up man on his feet Little Lazyie Bone on this beat nigga
the sound of screams And I, Jack, the Pumpkin King Have grown so tired of the same old thing Oh, somewhere deep inside of these bones An emptiness began to grow There's
ital jockey mi nuh use nuh stone Mix up mi baba roots wid mi tiger bone She startplay sweet song pon mi saxaphone See har man sum'n dead she wear
