-
-
I got two strong arms blessings of Babylon. Time to carry on and try for sins and false alarms. So to America the brave. Wise men save Near a tree by a river. There's a hole in the ground. Where
-
I got two strong arms blessings of Babylon. Time to carry on and try for sins and false alarms. So to America the brave. Wise men save Near a tree by a river. There's a hole in the ground. Where
-
I got two strong arms blessings of Babylon. Time to carry on and try for sins and false alarms. So to America the brave. Wise men save Near a tree by a river. There's a hole in the ground. Where
-
I got two strong arms. Blessings of babylon. Time to carry on. And try. For sins and false alarms. So to America the brave. Wise men save. . Near a tree by a river. There's a hole in the
-
i read it in the papers. it must be true. it said "girl gives birth to alien boy". but do we see a photo of this bundle of joy --- no, no i saw another headline. it knocked me flat. it said
-
and plenty of answers. for the good at heart. no fear, no pain, no sweat, the teardrop on the serviette,. oh i could be a hero if i was that smart silver cloud, silver tongue on a liver screen. with
-
bitter end. never in a million years, they say. it could never come to this, no way. you should never trust man, my friends so as i stare to sea. the salt winds call to me. and as they call. i hang
-
bitter end. never in a million years, they say. it could never come to this, no way. you should never trust man, my friends so as i stare to sea. the salt winds call to me. and as they call. i hang
-
bitter end. never in a million years, they say. it could never come to this, no way. you should never trust man, my friends so as i stare to sea. the salt winds call to me. and as they call. i hang
-
There are walls to keep the stranger out. And doors that open wide. Over here, over here. Open spaces for a silent shout. A place for you to hide. Over here Over here that feeling that fills my
-
hold me up, i'm falling over. got the jackal at my door. got a chip upon my shoulder. but i still come back for more phone me up, i'm feeling lonely. got the radio up loud. with my comfortable
-
hold me up, i'm falling over. got the jackal at my door. got a chip upon my shoulder. but i still come back for more phone me up, i'm feeling lonely. got the radio up loud. with my comfortable
-
hold me up, i'm falling over. got the jackal at my door. got a chip upon my shoulder. but i still come back for more phone me up, i'm feeling lonely. got the radio up loud. with my comfortable
-
I got two strong arms. Blessings of babylon. Time to carry on. And try. For sins and false alarms. So to America the brave. Wise men save. . Near a tree by a river. There's a hole in the
-
I got two strong arms. Blessings of babylon. Time to carry on. And try. For sins and false alarms. So to America the brave. Wise men save. . Near a tree by a river. There's a hole in the
-
. I see someone in there. Beauty with the reddest of hair. And maybe not such a long, long time ago. You're not alone (Chorus) When there are no more dimes to spend. Do operators call you friend
-
Intro Burhan G. Du ta'r mig tættere på himlen, yeah. Vers 1 Burhan G. Du hvisker mit navn, som ingen har gjort det før og vores silhuetter. Hører sammen her i natten, baby, det' så vidunderligt, ja
-
their bitter end. Never in a million years, they say. It could never come to this, no way. You should never trust man, my friends. So as I stare to sea. The salt winds call to me. And as they call
-
their bitter end. Never in a million years, they say. It could never come to this, no way. You should never trust man, my friends. So as I stare to sea. The salt winds call to me. And as they call
-
I don't need a doctor. I don't need a priest. I don't need no superstitious cures. For my release. I'm flesh an' blood. Skin an' bone. A little petticoat company. Can't get me stoned So just
-
. but they'll be back for you and me. in or haste, we forget. leaving our mistakes behind. out of sight is out of mind. our disposable mankind. what a waste but we've talked to the experts. and they
-
. but they'll be back for you and me. in or haste, we forget. leaving our mistakes behind. out of sight is out of mind. our disposable mankind. what a waste but we've talked to the experts. and they
-
. but they'll be back for you and me. in or haste, we forget. leaving our mistakes behind. out of sight is out of mind. our disposable mankind. what a waste but we've talked to the experts. and they
-
up bitter memories,. Steal my dreams while I'm asleep, please! We are fallen angels with no place to go we are fallen angels looking for a home You are dead, you're alive, but why?. You're the empire
-
. One for all, all for one. Shake the fist, shoot the gun. Here I am Don Quixote, what do you say?. Are we proud?. Are we brave or just crazy?. Don Quixote, what do you say?. Are we shooting at
-
. One for all, all for one. Shake the fist, shoot the gun. Here I am Don Quixote, what do you say?. Are we proud?. Are we brave or just crazy?. Don Quixote, what do you say?. Are we shooting at
-
. One for all, all for one. Shake the fist, shoot the gun. Here I am Don Quixote, what do you say?. Are we proud?. Are we brave or just crazy?. Don Quixote, what do you say?. Are we shooting at
-
There we were, living on our island in the sun. Life was so easy, there was plenty for everyone. 'Long come a white man who saw the milk and honey. Now we're making due while he's making all the
-
belong. and i've been here too long on the side of a mountainlives a man of nature, a man of peace. he got no food and no money. and he's waiting for his merciful release. works his fingers to the bone
-
belong. and i've been here too long on the side of a mountainlives a man of nature, a man of peace. he got no food and no money. and he's waiting for his merciful release. works his fingers to the bone
-
belong. and i've been here too long on the side of a mountainlives a man of nature, a man of peace. he got no food and no money. and he's waiting for his merciful release. works his fingers to the bone
-
Sitting here feeding all these. Numbers into my machine. A number for every little thing I see. I execute and they come dancing in. Dresses black and green. I recognize the number shining out at
-
eagles call. you might be the Albert Hall. you might be but you're not play the fool and act the clown. impress your friends and neighbours. not so good when you come down. with nothing for your
-
eagles call. you might be the Albert Hall. you might be but you're not play the fool and act the clown. impress your friends and neighbours. not so good when you come down. with nothing for your
-
Forty winks in the lobby, make mine a G&T. Then to our favorite hobby, searching for an enemy. Here in our paper houses, stretching for miles and miles. Old men in stripy trousers, rule the world
