grave m'a dit un jour lilien Black French like us Black French like me Black French like us Black French like me Black French like us Black French
premiere occasion chacun deviendrait le larron de la foire au pognon oui qui se trame ici Allez danse avec Johnny Se rappellent de la France ont des
marcherons dans le jour nouveau Dans le matin claquent nos bannieres Notre foi vit dans nos drapeaux France, France, Rance black, rance black metal de France
la premier occasion Chacun deviendrait le larron De la foire au pognon qui se trame ici. Allez dance avec Johnny. Se rappellent de la France Ont des
tod Umarm mich schwarzer tod Black death I'm not scared Vor deiner Fratze hab ich keine Angst Black death caress me Black death lick my pale skin Black
What's with tonight? Inspiration says to "write a song about tonight." Maybe a sound about abusers, a song about a loser, a song about lie. Should I sell
've come to understand... The monsters are under my bed again... The monsters are under my bed again." Dedicated to the memory of my Black Sweatshirt
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I'm a bluefinger from up on the hill Above the dark water that's flowing there still But my blood is Isala and I'd rather swill I came down from the top
Corrina's at the fashion show But she won't stop it, won't stop it Senorita, think I'm gonna go If you don't stop it now I drove all the way from New
I heard the kiss, could not ignore The gentle lap upon the shore Behind the green fern Undressing though I could not swim My body pierced, I threw me
I saw the statue of Herman Brood It had a lump way down in it's throat That's because it's heart was broke in two He played piano really fucking good
I'm a captain in a flying crew I find the farm is a super bore The world is small when I'm in the air The universe, it don't make me scared, no I'm a
We sailed along the fields of green I didn't know it was my last scene Nay, goodbye, nay, adieu I couldn't see the rabbits hiding out of view Maybe light
Lazy days under palms of pleasure She can feel the weight of a margarita And a, another wave Another taste of my false manna I hesitate as I hear the
I found a panel in the armoire Beneath the TV was a secret door There was a ladder down to a tunnel And I was walking underneath my floor I walked for
I wanna dedicate this song now To the undisputed queen And kings of the back beat Teri and the Possibilities See the sun going up See the sun going down
We've all got wheels to take ourselves away We've got telephones to say what we can't say We all got higher and higher every day So come on wheels, take
