: Ciao sono il tuo interlocutore, Messaggero dell'amore, Cupido dell'Orsa minore. Dio, come sei bello stasera, Non che ieri fossi cesso, Ma adesso qui
: Ti amo campionato, perche non sei falsato No , no ,non sei falsato A me mi eri sembrato falsato M'han detto che non sei falsato Ha detto Umberto
: Ich wei? es wird wieder viele erschuttern Das wir nicht schweigen und wegsehen Das wir sagen was uns stort Und wie wir zu gewissen Dingen stehen Sie
: In my youth, I learned the truth PURE METAL was the only way Clam rock can suck a cock It's strictly for the closet gay Burning bright, my wheels ignite
Owh girl, owh girl Owh girl, owh girl Pretty boy with a gun, bang-bang, fun-fun Pretty girl with a knife, watch your back it's your wife Heroin, load
[Verse 1] I gotta little bit a jack and a whole lot of herb a pretty little chick with a whole lot of nerve Im far from the curb, no Im not a nerd, but
Violence, is it your answer, is it your plan? Your heritage, a crossover between life and death It's a must be fan raging in its cage And I can see it
[Jarva et al.] The ROAD is LONG. For it's got NO END. The sand is BURNING and the river's DRY. The NIGHT is LONG when my guiding light Is DYING OUT
Dog-gone soul is better off dead now Hear my words and hang your heads down Flames are growin' higher, higher... We're caught down in a ring of fire...
They try to fuck us... They always did... They try to break us... They never will... You thought me dead, boe! Well I'm alive... They try to sweep us
I don't wanna wake up in the morning And find myself in a world of shit... Don't wanna wake up in the morning It's a different day but the same ol' shit
[Luttinen, Valanne, Jarva et al.] Clean your SPIRIT.It's gonna clean your SOUL. When that BLUESKYMAGIC makes you WHOLE. Again! And again! And AGAIN!
You know the feeling when you're locked in a dark and lonely place, barely alive from another Night of the Iguanas And instead of trying to find a door
[Florida, Jarva et al.] Over here, fella!. He-hey, You Mister! Why don't you LISTEN? A few WORDS from a POOR OL' guy now. Just wanna tell you 'bout
So divine... And so godlike... The substance that runs in your, runs in your, runs in your veins! (That runs in your veins!) Ethereal... Ichor... The
[Original version on the album "Tender Prey" by Nick Cave & the Bad Seeds] [(C) Dying Art Ltd.] You better run You better run and run and run You better
Dive into nothingness Forget that we exist And feed our souls to stray dogs At the gates of bliss We all shall be dismissed To drown ourselves in pools
[Jarva et al.] [Lead - AR] What EVIL OMEN, what GRISLY FATE, Came a-crawlin' DOWN that that ROAD And BLACKENED your DAY? What ILL-WILL-WIND came blowin
