point towards what I've known And where I'm supposed to be And who I'm supposed to be, yeah And what I'm supposed to be Help, help, help, help, help, help
Übersetzung: Rühren. Hilfe.
: Days swiftly come and go. I'm dreaming of her She's seeing other guys Emotions they stir The sun is gone. The nights are long And I am left while the
to jail, be a nice fellow. You'll be doin' society a favor. That sonofabitch is brave and gettin' braver. We want to put his ass in stir We want to pin
in my dream I am lost and afraid And it grows dark, it grows damp and I shiver and I'm cold And deep inside the forest something obscenely old Stirs
the future The here and now is lookin' cuter I like his recipe That's why I'm layin' [Chorus:] You are just like my favorite spoon Cause you stir me
precious gems Glinting in his signet ring Needs his fingers and his thumbs To help him calculate his sums Six-Fingered Man Can't be bothered to stir
: I'm going on the circuit, I'm doing all the clubs And I really need a song boys to stir those workers up And get their wives to sing it with me just
press tight on the trigger of this glock That's right on the little shit you got left to help you eat You not Pac's songs without laws will help you
trip out, like... (Eh.... Oh... Dude... That shit's crazy man... oohhhh..... This is incredible... ohhh....) Fuck that Slim keep that for yourself You a crazy Withe dude and u need some help
? An Intelligent Thug, gun to the president's mug Take it in blood, niggas hatin' on the love Back shootin', crabs in the barrel I stir the soup till
was counting on them to wipe out the menace that had held their culture locked in a standstill for centuries. And now they had the help of a starship
sand And everything is green and submarine And no-one showed us to the land And no-one knows the where or whys But something stirs and something tries
: Music Of The Night Nighttime sharpens, heightens each sensation Darkness stirs and wakes imagination Silently the senses abandon their defenses
away! There is nothing to do! There is nothing to do! [VALJEAN] Is there anyone here Who will rescue the man? Who will help me to shoulder The weight
Night time sharpens, heightens each sensation Darkness stirs and wakes imagination Silently the senses abandon my defenses Softly, gently, night unfits
the sea in motion joe : Can set the sea in motion Both : A simple act of kindness demi: ohhh both : Can stir the widest ocean joe : Can stir the widest
Nightime sharpens, heightens each sensation. Darkness stirs and wakes imagination. Silently the senses abandon their defenses. Slowly, gently, night
