I just want to talk to you I won't uh, do you no harm I just want to know about your diff'rent lives On this is here people farm I heard some of you
I never saw it coming It never gave warning I never knew something to be so real I'm taken by the jet stream I'm leaving like a daydream Or could it
Übersetzung: Presidents Of The United States Of America. Up From The Skies (Jimi Hendrix Cover).
a group of children from Africa.) For purple mountains majesties above the fruited plain, (Their parents have died from war, famine, and AIDS) America, America
: O beautiful for spacious skies, For amber waves of grain, For purple mountain majesties Above the fruited plain! America! America! God shed his grace
New York skyline Innocence...dragged across a yellow line These are the hands that built America These are the hands that built America Ah ah ah...America Ah ah ah...America
To You If I Could Talk To You Den I Would Talk Forever And A Day Yes I Remember So Vividly How We Would Be When We Lay And My Then Blue Skies Were No
: 1-2-3 L-O-V-E (love-love yeah) What's up America and the rest of the World It's the piedpiper, your music weatherman It's love-o'clock and we're broadcasting
ya burial One shot from a crust roll is enough to scare ya sterile Mars apply, blank at ya eyes in the skies While I'm on the low, tip towin' through
: Oh beautiful for spacious skies, for amber waves of grain For purple mountain majesties above the fruited plain America! I love you, America! God shed
they fly Blue days, all of them gone Nothing but blue skies, nothing but blue skies Nothing but blue skies, from now on From now on, blue skies
get right I lay in bed lookin' up at the ceiling As the fan turns in a circle thinkin' 'bout my evil Seein' end on my TV, bombs in the skies Over Baghdad
Teaching the youths of today Bobby Digital do agree to tell them say Love shall lead - love is the only way Love we want in America, in Jamaica, and
I never saw it coming It never gave warning I never knew something to be so real I?m taken by the jet stream I?m leaving like a daydream Or could it
Willie nelson and all O beautiful for spacious skies For amber waves of grain, For purple mountain majesties Above thy fruited plain! America! america
! America! America! God shed his grace on thee And crown thy good with brotherhood From sea to shining sea! Oh America, oh America, oh America, oh
let go? Hey there, lassie, internal exile When will you realize we got to let go? Starlings wheeling, Georgian spires And the fires of Grangemouth burn the skies