Songtexte:
Fir

it where it lay These are the days of the fir reunion There's a house on the hill that glows You can smell it in the air These are the days of the fir

Last night I was dreaming, I was locked in a prison cell. When I woke up screaming, I was calling out your name. And the judge and the jury, they all

: [Movie Bites from "King Of New York"] [Frank White:] Jim!... How come you never came to see me? [Jimmy Jump:] Who want to see you on cage man? [beat

: In the time of my confession, in the hour of my deepest need When the pool of tears beneath my feet flood every newborn seed There's a dyin' voice

: Does anybody really know you? Can anybody say they truly do? You swear that you're a hick retriever Your limbs are loaded down with rotten fruit

: Sorry. s-c-a-n-d- to the a, to the l-o-u-s. i can't handle it, can't handle it. damn that girl she's scandalous. s-c-a-n-d- to the a, to the l-o-

: Ich fahre durch die Nacht und das viel zu schnell ich werde noch verfolgt von dem Tag im Ruckspiegel wird es schon hell im Radio laufen Liebeslieder

: Der stechende Geruch von Ammoniak schw¤ngert die Luft Gepaart mit den Ausdinstungen der Schweine Ihre hungrigen schreie durchschneiden die Stille Heut

: Lyrics: FALCO; Music: FALCO, Th. Lang, Th. Rabitsch. Was ist er denn Was hat er denn was kann er denn was red't er denn wer glaubt er, dass er is &