it why don't you go away You little assface why don't you go away Your mother's calling why don't you go away Too cool for me why don't you go away Punky the Fathead
Übersetzung: Screeching Weasels. Fathead.
now that all this smoke is clearing, the plan has been destroyed and im back here, in puddles of what was my moon light, the only thing that kept me
beat it why don't you go away you little assface why don't you go away your mother's calling why don't you go away too cool for me why don't you go away punky the fathead
: "Vuoi davvero lasciare ai tuoi occhi solo i sogni che non fanno svegliare". "Si. Vostro Onore, ma li voglio piu grandi." "C'e li un posto, lo
: Ecoutez donc, comment grand-pere Fit connaissance de ma grand-mere Je vous le conte a sa maniere C'etait le bon temps, aurait dit grand-pere Blottie
: Non ho un'eta Mio padre e un Re Vivo in un grande castello lassu Ho un letto d'oro...due occhi blu Ma non so dirti che...nome ho Un giorno poi Dalla
: The things my father said would make me a better man Hard work and the love of friends, a woman that understands. I hope my father knows the seeds
: (feat. Dr.Faustus) Hook Dr.Faustus: O Vater... komm und Hol mich... ich geb auf... bin bereit... O Vater... komm und Hol mich... ich geb auf... bin
the sky, Father of loneliness and pain, Father of love and Father of rain. Father of day, Father of night, Father of black, Father of white, Father,
: (Luther Vandross) Back when I was a child Before life removed all the innocence My father would lift me high And dance with my mother and me And then
flows. Praise the Father, Praise the Son. Praise the Spirit, Three in One. Clothed in power and in grace the name above all other names. Praise the Father
: (Instrumental)
: [Lyrics by Mike Portnoy] We're taught unconditional love That blood is thicker than water That a parent's world would revolve Always around their
think he will see the light He won't walk back to daddy, he will run Like father, like son Like father, like son Like father, like son Like father, like
no good you getting angry We must try to act our age You're pursuing your convictions Like some hermit in a cage You're the son of your father Try a
: Si ?na fotografia ?e 20 anne fa, pecche me fai vede quann?er? piccerillo comm?a tte?, e mentre crisce n?atu poco ?e cchiu ?a vita se fa vecchia ?ncuoll
