C'etait l'pus beau, c'etait l'pus gros, Comm' qui dirait l'Emp'reur des dos, I' gouvernait a la barriere, A la Glaciere. Son per', qu'est mort a soixante
C'etait l'pus beau, c'etait l'pus gros, Comm' qui dirait l'Emp'reur des dos, I' gouvernait a la barriere, A la Glaciere. Son per', qu'est mort a
it smiling at you it's ... for the day there's always been ice on my face so put all your dreams away it's time you fade away it's not a glacier it'
out, She don't wanna check out. She moves like a sudden answer, Like a hidden dancer, She, she looks on me, She slips like a melting glacier, Like a
' his seeds marry his seeds That's how we keep Wu-Tang money all up in the family The treasure is the glaciers of ice The treasure is the glaciers of ice The treasure is the glaciers
[Helmantel/Bruinenberg/Parry] D'you ever get the feeling that, you're never welcome You walked into a place feel the atmosphere change My body's trembling
This is icehouse I've seen them, I've seen the danger I've seen some things I'll remember if I live forever. CHORUS: I need dream killers I need
And what costume shall the poor girl wear To all tomorrow's parties A hand-me-down dress from who knows where To all tomorrow's parties And where will
When somebody loves you It's no good unless he loves you all the way Happy to be near you When you need someone to cheer you all the way Taller than
Her arms around a flag of blue His colors flying black and white She hears the voice between the lines He hears the warning, he turns his black Anybody
In Berlin, by the wall you were five foot ten inches tall It was very nice candlelight and Dubonnet on ice We were in a small cafe you could hear the
By Icehouse Angel Street ------------ Iva Davies / Robert Kretschmer ------------ she draws the curtain wide and brushes back her hair she stands before
By Icehouse Break These Chains ------------------ Iva Davies ------------------ so tell me where are you now now you know the way it feels was always
She comes walking down the street That's the kind, hey, That's the kind I want to meet I think I'm making it up I should be putting it down and it's beginning
I ask myself should I put my finger to the left, no I ask myself should I put my finger to the right, no I say it really doesn't matter where I put my
I've got a pocket full of holes Head in the clouds the king of fools You've got a ribbon of rainbows The sun in your eyes burning through Could be I'
Oh oh......So dangerous, like freedom she fades away The vision that chains the heart, foundations that fall apart Well, I know this place (east, west
(Uh-oh...Uh-oh...) (Uh-oh...Uh-oh...) Dedicated to Glam...(do-do-do-da-da) Dedicated to Glam...(do-do-do-da-da) Dedicated to Glam...(do-do-do-da-da