the planes fly by It's nights like this that I look at you, I was born to be alive My Western home, my Eastern heart, the middle is my home 'Cause
Your western homes are locked forever The new frontier is not that near Magnetic screens that fold in backward Will only bring you years of fear This
Übersetzung: Pflaster. Western-häuser.
watch the planes fly by, It's nights like this that I look at you, I was born to be alive, My western home, My eastern heart, The middle is my home,
: Sono l?uomo occidentale nella classica accezione cioe nel senso che so bene che so bene cosa fare e so fare molto bene tutto quello che mi pare e nel
: Call me weak, but I learned it all from you. Maybe I'll be brave, but just not today. Call me scared, but that's who I really am. I could be just like
are from "Home is Where the Hatred Is" by Gil Scott-Heron [Common] Yeah {* "I'm on my way home" - sample repeats throughout} They say home is where the
ya boy, cuz I'll be comin' home I'll be comin' home, never leave me alone Tell 'em holla at ya boy, cuz I'll be comin' home I'll be comin' [Verse 1:
of choice I hear that one still voice Call to me Chorus: Go west young man Go west young man When the evil go east Go west young man Go west young man
: Maybe one day I'll be able to realize that I should just give up and let go of the better days we had that you so proudly just threw it all away. Something
And west of the moon Ooh, never gonna get there later You know, I wanna get there soon Never gonna get there, baby On a desert road to home East of the sun And west
lunch helps to prevent this young boy from death but I?m sorry for you I?m sorry for you I hope you?ll make it to the west Welcome home? been forgotten
Impala this - it was 'Lac that it was loud rump, wood grain, and wet - wet times changed niggaz stuntin game picked up you can stay at home if ya whip
ol' shit You closest daughter get cut though trying' to hit mah lick Jail ain't going to stop a nigga from doing the same ol' shit We get probation, come home
the east, to the west, up north, and down south, nigga Got twenty 'round your neck, poke your chest out and bounce, nigga From the east, to the west,