: [Munoz, Munoz] All the things that I've learned in my life Have been burned In my mind by this light I feel myself really stronger Since the time
You're a modern day saint but you're still gonna die You're a M-I-S-S-I-O-N-A-R-Y A contaminated slice of American pie You're a M-I-S-S-I-O-N-A-R-Y A
By: jimmy buffett 1970 I didn't know we were at war I've been away so long Trying to help once lost men Distinguish right from wrong I didn't know we'
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I start it, I end it, I kill and words will defend it. Got big plans, blood stained hands Wanna see my name on the map. On my way to save the world.
If you come knocking on my door I'll make sure that i'm not there It's no fun being alone but don't you phone I'm running... 'Cause i know and i'll always
I am now complete... How could I have possibly existed like this before? Such an unproductive method of being. Stripped of all surplus, all that is needed
The bells ring out above my room And announcement of our loss And in the act, three men decide An indefinite epilogue My letters have all gone A journey
Everybody on your knees a??It's Goda?? say the a??Polyneesea?? [Sic] They worship me mistakenly I say a??Tiki, who was he?a?? Trader Vic at Hinky Dink
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Misionera estoy donde queres dias de contramano y un sol en la pared la presa del halcon ahora es del tiburon dias de bola en mano retorciendonos de sed
Falling asleep In the backseat The radio is on I feel alive Only when it's dark out Only when it's quiet Lost all my strength While gazing out The
I fell against the floor As i looked out to the stars A movement caught my eye I'm suddenly transformed Chorus: I'm walking alone On this dirty road
Am i good for you honey Am i good like a book Am i good for you honey Can i be beautiful And big enough To move you like the book Like Lilith Like Lilith
She is red light She means blood Hail your streetcar Save me one For the money For the show Keep your head On trade your hope And the fashion Of
(Lyrics: Gold-Janey Diamond / Music: Gold-Bloss) I'm on my way to the other side I've broken doors and shattered glass I've derailed from the joyrider
The bells ring out above my room and announcement of our loss and in the act three men decide and indefinite epilogue. My letters have all gone a journey
Have you seen? The men with their guns At the line on the top of the fight Not knowing what to do with their own lives So they take, they take away Say
