Songtexte:
Dvorak

On the shores of the Mississippi They drink their wisky neat The winds are pickin up in the strange summer heat In the smokey bars On the cobblestones

When I'm sexing you, when I'm next to you, I know it's alright It's the things you do, make me cling to you 'cause I know it's alright There's a special

You can stuff you're oi! For boneheads Stick it up your arse We don't want all your rubbish We're not working class We lives 'ere on our farm Working

They say a man's home is his castle And he's like a king on a throne It may be a shack down alongside of track But everything in it's his own So don'

*ringing* girl: Hello? girl's man: Hey, what's good? girl: Yo, baby, what's the deal? girl's man: Nothing, i'm just calling about this Queen Latifah

Refugees, go 'head and do it Paper Go 'head and do it Refugees, go 'head and do it Paper Go 'head and do it Refugees, go 'head and do it Paper Go 'head

It's been too long since you kissed me Do you want me or is you gonna leave it alone I'm so tired of this driving Throw my head, I will see you No, yes

Trough the Circle of Dawn I shall lead my race From which I was born At the hallowed place Keepers of the Black Steel Hiders of the Flame Our time has

(Moore/Stevenson/Holland) Come into my palace And sit on my throne Be my king, my love I will give you riches That you've never known Be my king, my