Sai che il giorno s'impara ed e subito sera salutiamoci Sai che chi si ferma e perduto ma si perde tutto chi non si ferma mai Sai che e ben poca certezza
(Music: Bowie/Eno/Gabrels - Lyrics: Bowie) Turn, and turn again (x2) I shake And stare at the sun Till my eyes burn I shake At the mothers brutal vermin
Please dry your eyes, young girl Don't cry, you're beautiful It's not your fault, young girl Don't cry, you're beautiful You're not the one to blame Soon
She stands before the mirror Smiles at her reflection Striking sexy poses in the glass She paints her lips a brilliant red Piles her hair high on her
Wieder mal auf dem Grat so nah am Rand bereit auf eine oder andere Seite zu fallen verdammte Falle verdammte Falle schnapp nicht zu! hor zu! keine Schonheit
All my atrocities Come by way of reciprocity I'm chewing the bones of my own reprieve Death be my dignity Execute hemlock philosophy Poison fills the
Beauty knows no pain So what you cryin' about Girl Beauty knows no pain So what you cryin' about Girl Beauty knows no Beauty knows no Beauty knows no
Beauty School Drop-Out Your story's sad to tell, a teenage ne'er-do-well Most mixed up non-delinquent on the block Your future's so unclear now, what'
Back door in the club I'm not lookin for love I'm lookin for a big butt To squeeze on these nuts I'm not tryin to think too much I'm just tryin to get
Don't piss down my back then tell me it is raining. You just had to walk in before I kicked the table beneath my feet. If I can't have any friends I
Settle down my frazzled bride You might frighten the children awake With that tempest you hang on your face You raise your fist and it trembles there
She's so big-hearted But not so remarkable Just an ordinary humble girl Expecting nothing as we're made to think it's a pretty person's world Well you
If I can't be beautiful.. I'd rather just die. So self-obsessed with my mascara and mistakes. Vanity's like a funeral an everyone's at my wake. Before
Sometimes army planes go thru the sky and it's all in the past so don't you forget about the fact that you have to keep breathing when your logic fails
she she is the appetite my appetite for love and I know that she is comin? that she is comin? from above everytime I see her I just can?t get enough she
Mi dici: ?Bevi acqua?, dalla sera alla mattina e prima di dormire mi fai metter la cremina ?Guardati, che faccia! Mangi troppo cioccolato? tu scruti la
Mi apparisti vestita e piu carpita da me piu che tu non lo fossi. Misurarti la vita mi pare proprio che sia tutto quello che posso. La bellezza riunita