What's the ugliest Part of your body? What's the ugliest Part of your body? Some say your nose Some say your toes (I think it's your mind) But I think
mind is the ugliest part of your body (Your body, your body, your body, your body . . . ) I think your mind is the ugliest part of your body (Your mind
dust from the bones Off a body of years that I leave all alone Just a body of years See the skin disappears and the blood turns to stone In a body of
body Cumbersome and heavy body I've grown tire of this body Fall apart without me, body I've grown tire of this body Cumbersome and heavy Tired this body
and heavy. Tired of this body. Fall apart without me. Tired of this body. Tired of this body. Tired of this body.] Cumbersome and heavy body. Heavy body. Heavy body
from the bones off a body of years that I leave all alone. Just a body of years, see the skin disappears and the blood turns to stone and the body of
Übersetzung: Mothers Of Invention. Was ist das hässlichste Teil Ihres Körpers?.
to God I'm the father, get it all and get to come harder When I was born my mother taught me bought the same ol' shit Don't let know body step on your
no broken bones and I've no feeling she will glow when she has grown into the sea that shows her gates the water shall refill the empty space my dear mother
watch him count the bodies like bitches be countin' calories Tyler's verse: Fuck with the wolves we startin' to bark viciously, Catch us in a pile of bodies
be that alarmed When Big Lips is in the attic armed with an addict's arm Earl puts the "ass" in "assassin" Puts the pieces of decomposin' bodies in plastic
arms lusting for power, battle lines drawn troops in position battalions await sowing the seeds of our inpending fate ashes to ashes, bodies to burn
world we?re living in, yeah? Out to town in a club, a girl?s on the floor, She?s lying in the dark, she did it once before, Her body?s on drugs, she
out of line boy I?ll lay your ass down [50 CENT] I been up in LA with Dre and Snoop for so long I?m finna crip walk and put some mother fuckin khakis
: 11.1 A Funeral, A Lantern: To guide us, And this Body across the river. "He floats like driftwood." "He'll tote behind us." All around, the Patiently
bodies in your Kleenex You've got no taste at all While your system is dyin' The bugs are havin' a ball You've got a beauty, a bad ass The mother of them
