I eat I answer them with a voice so sweet I can't come down till it's plain to see I can't come down, I've been set free Who you are and what you don
I eat. I answer them with a voice so sweet, I can't come down till it's plain to see. I can't come down I've been set free. Who you are and what you don
Übersetzung: Grateful Dead. Können wir nicht kommen.
somebody doin somethin foul I can't turn my back without these haters tryin to shut me down Plot and I watch, strategize, but the clock Is sayin time don't
Got you wasted like Jerry from the Grateful Dead Don?t trip get a grip be strong and don?t fake it Or else you get beat down and stripped butt naked
the Grateful Dead Don't trip, get a grip, be strong and don't fake it Or else you get beat down, an' stripped butt-naked I just kick the lyric, straight
" Sometimes your cards ain't worth a dime, if you don't lay'em down, Sometimes the light's all shinin' on me; Other times I can barely see. Lately it
the corner and cry Big man come and he asked him why He said, "I can't do what the big boys do" The man sat down and he cried too It ain't me It's the
home by morning if it doesn't come too soon If you seek protection go and find a safer man And if he can't give you what you want then come on by again
time There's always somebody talkin' 'bout you owe 'em I made not a dollar, you didn't sell nada Niggas ain't even grateful that we let y'all ride You
Citizens of oz: GOOD NEWS! SHE'S DEAD! THE WITCH OF THE WEST IS DEAD! THE WICKEDEST WITCH THERE EVER WAS THE ENEMY OF ALL OF US HERE IN OZ IS DEAD! GOOD
fat ass rat, on a big ass peaunt blue trap, I'm stuck, stiff, can't move, paralized, mud slides, excuses, that are made up, can't focus, I
me wasted like Jerry from the Grateful Dead Don't trip, get a grip, be strong an' don't fake it Or else you get beat down an' stripped butt naked I
ready to rock Let me hear you scream Can you chill a can? Can you spill a can? Can you kill a can? I know I can, I know I can Can an American a Republican
come I ain't dead? Yes, somethin's wrong 'cause now she's gone And I live on instead If I can't live without her, how come I ain't dead?
down with his guns and inadequacies I can feel only pity and bellied compassion. How can anyone be so distorted? How can anyone be so far from real human