Übersetzung: Fem 2 Fem. Waiting In Tanger.
: I sing above my vision. I sing above my face. A fat old amphibian speaker for the dead. Gather round ye animals. Gather round this lake. Take upon
B. Nimble, and Jack B. Quick if you wanna jack me on a lick, cause I'm that fool from South Central You think you stuck yourself, with a number 2 pencil
get coffee, I be at the bank like get this cash me off me, My car so new, but my money so old, My grill iced out so my barbecues cold, 3-2-1 blast off
Watching Mrs. Brady prime the brand new Kenmore washer Beautiful the china, what a lovely cup and saucer see the brilliant gleam of the automatic tooth
Imagine you held left him to fly so tight your best friend and never could reach him Standing at the peak where two waves meet Peering like a flower never
Today all the sources would agree that the day of their death was a cold dark day Scuttled ships have blocked the sea and the pallid light of morning
Billie Holiday on the radio my sluggish heart is beating seven beats too slow cold and unconcerned are anything but new another sad song and another shot
This seems too big for me hulking monstrosity this thing has brought me down too late to get out now And like the speed of sound I dont remember how I
Staring at the shoreline wishing for some hope the weight of empty fishing nets is more than twisted rope And underneath stern faces while they wait with
I fell asleep with my clothes on Dropped my keys on the front lawn Waking up I watch the drool a-gleaming From my mouth to the carpet it is streaming
Into mass graves we've shoveled lives a massive pipeline for the lies a past so vast with genocide and ignorance we hide behind You say that we are done
he's so cool it's almost erie she's so fine I lost all hope Genetical testing something has gone wrong she should get back in her cage before they find
To all the farsighted hello to the hopeful the skys never been so clear goodbye to the full of fear Luminous Glorious Chorus: The heavens have painted
In simple English, this is truth beneath the vibe and all the lights under the guise of Jesus Christ so see if this makes sense to you they lie, these
Making young girls pine I dont have the time Babies get in line Ive got a protractor it goes Ka-ching?gotta have the math club crown me king gotta rock
I remember well the day we wed I can see that picture in my head I still believe the words we said Forever will ring true Love is certain, love is kind
I sing above my vision, I sing above my face A fat old amphibian speaker for the dead Now gather round ye animals, gather round this lake And take upon
