Got you by my side I'll never be lonely Got you by my side I'll never be afraid Never be lonely anymore Turn away the fools from my door Always
Chewing on a piece of grass Walking down the road Tell me, how long you gonna stay here, Joe? Some people say this town don't look good in snow You
I came home yesterday To the love that I left behind It seems I've been far away, yeah But I know that the berry's ripe on the vine And I know that
On the first part of the journey I was looking at all the life There were plants and birds and rocks and things There was sand and hills and rings
Well I tried to make it Sunday, but I got so damn depressed That I set my sights on Monday and I got myself undressed I ain't ready for the altar but
I'll survive you, I will survive you Well, it's too late, I know, to change the way we go From this day on I want to stay on Now that I've started
I am thinkin' 'bout the days We led ourselves astray In more than many ways Here, within the time we've spent Wonderin' what we meant By livin'
Ain't it foggy outside All the planes have been grounded Ain't the fire inside? Let's all go stand around it Funny, I've been there And you've been
I never believed in things that I couldn't see I said if I can't feel it then how can it be No, no magic could happen to me And then I saw you I
look for America All come to look for America Counting the cars on the New Jersey Turnpike They've all come to look for America All come to look for America
Time: 3:16 Chuck Berry/Brian Wilson (uncredited lyricist) Let's hear it Look who came to sing Louder Are you ready for em? Well let 'em know you're welcoming
Reflechir avant d'ecrire, le principal element Ca parait si simple a faire, pourtant mon ecoute est claire A part quelques groupes qui carburent nous kiffons peu les concerts
United States of America Government of the people The United States of America For the people The United States of America By the people By the people
meilleure camelote mon pote, a ce que l'on dit Le rejet, le mepris des colonies, c'est ce que l'on vit Ca laisse un gout amer, je n'oublierai jamais Regarde
life And now im dumpin it on Chorus WHITE AMERICA I could be one of ur kids WHITE AMERICA Little erik looks just like this WHITE AMERICA Erica
sur les epaules Big up au menage a 3, la Cliqua, IV my people J'etais sauvage j'avais le bic amer Ma plus grosse reference ca reste les niques ta mere Concert
a honte diiiix neuviemeee c'es och la tous le monde recherche laclim a ourcq en ce qui m'concerne a mes concert tout le quartier a la voix casse Bebebebelleville
les stups on la haine la crim a honte diiiix neuviemeee c'es och la tout le monde recherche laclim a ourcq ... en ce qui m'concerne a mes concerts tout