-shla s u-ma Raz, dva posle pyati Mama papa prosti Ya so-shla s u-ma Ya soshla s uma, ya soshla s uma Mne nuzha ona, mne nuzha ona Ya soshla s
so-shla s u-ma Raz, dva posle pyati Mama papa prosti Ya so-shla s u-ma Ya soshla s uma, ya soshla s uma Mne nuzha ona, mne nuzha ona Ya soshla s uma
for Barbie Girls they cry for Barbie Daddy cries for Barbie Then they all got drunk Barbie's dead Barbie's dead Barbie's dead Barbie's dead When Barbie
me about her How many people cried But it's too late to say you're sorry How could I know, why should I care Please don't bother trying to find her She's
I wanna be So frustrating Let's get drunk Let's get drunk Let's get drunk Let's get drunk I've got Harvard on it's knees Now he's got me on my knees
s a ball tonight At the devil's dancing bar [Chorus x2] Do not begin to like it You're better off without Your final rest created That's what it's all
a look through dead man's eyes What is it we'll find When he's in your mind Come and take a look through dead man's eyes Through dead man's eyes Desperate
a look Through dead man's eyes What is it we'll find When he's in your mind Come and take a look Through dead man's eyes Through dead man's eyes Desperate
's dice - I did the dead-man's dance Roll the devil's dice - my turn to cast Roll the devil's dice - roll the devil's dice I did the dead-man's dance
dead presidents Screwed Up Click for life, S.U.C. Screwed Up Click for life [K.T.] You bet it's me, K.T., new S-U-S-P-E-C-T Living better and cutting
you're sayin's wrong Wisen up, 'cause on Election Day, We'll see who's banned in the U.S.A.! [Chorus: 4x] The United States of America Government
New Year's Day A world in white gets underway I want to be with you Be with you night and day Nothing changes on New Year's Day On New Year's Day I
's song You cry for mama And daddy's right along He gives you the keys to a flamin' car Daddy's with you wherever you are Daddy's a comfort Daddy's your
Hold me now, oh hold me now 'Til this hour has gone around And I'm gone on the rising tide For to face Van Diemen's land It's a bitter pill I swallow
la la Hey hey sha la la Who's gonna ride your wild horses? Who's gonna drown in your blue sea? Who's gonna ride your wild horses? Who's gonna fall at
torn in ribbons and in bows Like a siren she calls to me Sleep comes like a drug In God's Country Sad eyes, crooked crosses In God's Country Set
song we wrote for Lech Walesa and the solidarity people of Poland. God bless you, thanks." Bono: "New Year's Day." All is quiet on New Year's Day