at the top of my lungs about my guns and my loved ones Got, tons of ammo to crack your enamel Changin your channel, you played like a fuckin piano Ridin
. And I'll feel that gold, warm light on my face; And then I'll start trippin' to some far off place. That through all of my travels, I must have missed somewhere - A place
ones off me A magnet brought you to me Told me your name was Jo You said you liked my music And you really did enjoy the show Now I wanna play piano
those days and I miss those ways When I got lost in fantasies In a cartoon land of mysteries In a place you won't grow old in a place you won't feel
-Ulis'' Durant des annees j' n'ai fais que des allers-retours Crois moi t'es tres loin du mouv' quand t'habites a ''Mondetour'' J'regrette rien j'avais pas ma place
make a scene Until everyone joined in the chase, I never meant to make you cry, My head was floating in the sky, And nothing looked to be out of place
or pain A cigarette that bares a lipstick's traces An airline ticket to romantic places And still my heart has wings These foolish things remind me of you A tinkling piano
joue les fier ne lui prete aucune attention Moi je suis petit et racho, mais j'ai pas les jetons De lui mettre ce qu'il faut ou il faut A la place du
Hey how about this A little conversation tonight Thinking aloud how we struggled to find Our place in the dizzy heights Don't often do this We never
She arrives in all her splendor Each night at nine o'clock Her chariot is the crosstown bus That stops right down the block Now the old piano minstrel
du coup ce s'rait la famine au Togo Dire que ta grand'mere, qu'est a l'hosto, Elle a toujours voulu que tu joues du piano Ton pere voulait faire de toi
Allez chanter l'amour a ma place Les soirs qui naviguent et l'amour qui casse Moi, c'est comme si j'avais tout donne Comme s'il ne restait Qu'une image
[Pal Studio, Cucamonga, CA c. 1963 FZ-vocals, piano, bass, drums] Charva, I loved you I loved you through and through I loved you since in grammar school
since it got dark I've been here. Louis: How did you get in my home? This is my piano. How did you get in here? Motorhead: I thought it was my piano.
! Mike: This ain't the U.N., man! Daryl: Scusate un po'. Io non ho capito un cazzo Mike: Hey, yo man! Ali: Versteh' kein Wort, I bin jetzt in dem Klavier
who aren't sure Moon: . . . it's about letting go . . . we're all, we're all inside the piano . . . we're all . . . looking for a place . . . inside the piano . . . or a place
a piano Todd: And why are we in it? Ali: Des is a piano Mike: A piano! Ali: A piano . . . des is a piano . . . Mike: Piano! Ali: Klavier Todd: Oh! I thought
Hello, Frank . . . Howard: Ooohoowwoh! Mark: Hey, what is this, man? Is this the can-can room? Howard: This place waits for us, man Mark: This place waits us! Is there a piano