be the things that don't appeal to you See the mess your makin' can't you see your fakin' Gonna make it hard for you, you're gonna--into the fire Turn
be the things that don't appeal to you See the mess your makin', can't you see your fakin' Gonna make it hard for you, you're gonna, into the fire Turn
Traduction: Deep Purple. Into The Fire.
Traduction: Deep Purple. Into The Fire (Live, 1970).
the mirror Blowing out your brains spontaneous combustion Lyrics like a barrel and cheering out bustin Fire breathin wicked shit melting microphones Blowing speakers into flames settin fires
J All year 'round, but I love my Halloween You'll never get an apple or a purple jelly bean Dropping some chocolates, a licorice snack Instead you get a deep
spiders' but now, from between the black & white spiders, a cloud and fire burst and rolled thro' the deep. Black'ning all beneath, so that the nether deep
all just wind and sails. Are we not men, we are Devo. Are we not men, D-E-V-O. [Smoke On The Water/Deep Purple] Smoke on the water. A fire in the sky
m the real wicked Juggalocaro Violent J All year round but I love my Halloween You never get an apple or a purple jellybean Droplets of chocolate a licorice snack Instead you get a deep
Blowing out your brains spontaneous combustion Lyrics like a barrel in each ear and im bustin Fire breathin wicked shit meltin microphones Blowing speakers into flames, settin fires
days fuck a hurra Take a chair drink a shoota brain boilin' off the buddah Bring on the dancin' girls with long curls Interlaced with lotus blossoms of pink purple
you ride Forget who train you ride Forget who flag you fly Read the name on it, Mobb deep P and Hav' run this, employees get fire with some gun fire if
grip on the fire ladder. Took drums over to deril' to once over the line tones. Punch toothy ticks 'til they find homes like three ruby clicks. The roof is on fire
