Don't the moon look pretty Shining down through the trees Don't that shining moon look pretty, baby Shining down through the trees You know I can see
New Jersey Turnpike Riding on a wet night 'neath the refinery's glow Down where the great black river flow Licence, registration... I ain't got none
Take me to the river And we'll watch the water roll Take me in your warmth And you'll fill my empty soul Come on and take me, take me, take me Come
all the times you cried, we broke up in the end and i dont even know why. The other day i saw you going out with he, well i dont care, another black and white
flit between short trousers And a full dress uniform And he talks of people ten years Gone like I've known them all my life Like scattered black 'n' whites
of time and may be out of tune But you know how it feels to pour out your life Right here on these old black and whites Livin life in black and white
I been here I got two zig-zags and you know I'll share I'm everyone from nowhere White trash White trash White trash White trash I wanna be a white
a big black picture and its hanging on the wall with stars and all the planets the milky way and all And in the left hand corner perhaps a small white
: Stories are painted In lines on your face Misunderstandings And little mistakes A chance to start over Is all that it takes You know if you do Your
songs about the symphony I hate this and I hate their trees and their yards that they wrap with and their plastics in the greens(??) and their white houses and goddamn white
choices cause confusion and make the sad illusion. you can decide when that's a lie. when you're six feet under, will you ever wonder why you died for white
she holds the key Riding towards the dawn, sky-clad and free The maiden goddess, her spirit to me Fills the cup with Eostre's sensuality Passing white
Bewohner aus Sumpf und Moor Kriecht aus den Kanalen und den Hohlen hervor Lauscht ihren Worten, seht die Videoclips Ihr bleichen Gesichter und Plastikchips White house, here comes the white white
raise my black nation Reperations are due Its true Caught up in this world I took advantage of you So tell the babies how I love them Precious boys and girls Born black in this white
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: What it's like in the night To sleep alone in the pale moonlight What it's like in the night To sleep alone in those sheets so white And you're dreaming
us free Fully free to use each other? Holy thin white curse Use my love, it'syours Holy thin white curse Use my soul, it's yours Holy thin white curse