castle Where dancing clowns with tassels made of fur Welcome her into their world That lives inside the dreams of every little girl She?s guarded by a brave tin soldier
an' tin can dogs I'd smother people to death inside of hollow logs If the people around me wasn't so nice I'd freeze my heart into a cake of ice Steal money from soldiers
in the ashes then A paper doll who thought she was a dancer Fusing with the molten gray of a soldier of tin Who happened once along her way? Hold me Give a little
Well I am going down to nowhere Its not too far from here The rain'll be running rings Around this tin pot cavalier And there are skeletons and wastrels
I'm a little tin soldier that wants to jump into your fire you are a look in your eye a dream passing by in the sky I don't understand all I need is treat
>from a tin roof top The little boy did watch The procession down through town Through the museum Where daniel walked with the devil With them boys
I'm just a little tin soldier in your hands I'm good for nothing but to obey your commands You've never really loved me I know So wind me up, let me go
fight While I smash mercormeek will shine in the moon light Motherfucker I'm like a chrome twenty-three, you just a little tin-tin You one shot in a glass
is federal Point black showed me love and I might trust ya Try to do me and I gotta bust ya, busta Jet is standing strong with tin Techs Put'em to your
He's a tin soldier man Living in a little tin wonderland Very happy little tin soldier man When you sit him on your knee He's a tin soldier man He'
I am a little tin soldier That wants to jump into your fire You, are a look in your eye A dream passing by in the sky But I don't understand And all
Little tin soldier they gave you an innocent gun And then they welded your hand in place And then they put black paint in your eyes They made you smaller
your little corner of the world You could roll around the globe And never find a warmer soul to know Oh I saw you by the wall Ten of your tin soldiers
heroes sat at suppers Treat the public like a tin can, riddled before it plummets (Brrrap!) But, adrenaline can lead to lazy-eye hassles So he list the little
Swingin' Swords Where I Rest At It's Blood for Blood in this Shoot Out Clash of the Titans, Universal Soldiers, Wake the fuck Up! [Frukwan] Black ambiance
's a tin soldier man Living in a little tin wonderland Very happy little tin soldier man When you sit him on your knee He's a tin soldier man He's a