Lately, lately we haven't been at our best And maybe, maybe we had it comin' for a long time Everybody hopes that life is like a dancer's pirouette With
Traduction: Assassiner By Death. Les conducteurs du diable Écouter.
Traduction: Suzi Quatro. Devil Gate Driver.
: Come forth for the cattle call Confront the evil river you can't control Wicked ways and venomous eyes Just human nature in disguise Lost in this world
before you lose control Head on the heartache Beware of the promises made Head on the heartache Steadfast on an early grave (Let them rot!) Deals with the Devil
: Dig Deep, Dig in Deeper You go where only fools fear to tread you'll find devices to kill your master why not kill your maker instead Leave it to the
: There's nothing wrong With what you do and what you say There's nothing wrong Pure will will get you through Why can't you see you're in my way Your
: I Do declare, there's something in the air Im burning the candle at both ends Bitter betrayals, skeleton keys Houses to haunt, well its alright by
: Lights on but no one's home I should've left you alone You can't stand the heat,you're all alone YEEAAAA!!! Horseshoes & Hand Grenades Coulda,woulda
: She brings me nails and turpentine All of this time the girl was mine I am in love like a rusted dog All of the time my head in the fog Cats in the
: Solemn roads and the paths least chosen walking miles when the ground is frozen selling souls that aren't yours to give some must go so others may
... Warlord I know you Economical Slave Driver Warlord I saw you The wall shall remember With your right hand on the book You made a terrible mistake Economical slave driver
becomes true love true love...is the devils crowbar he uses it to pry you out of your car and into the arms of...the devil drives a buick & he sits inside
which sits in my good things brain layin' the tracks to Nirvana I wanna mess it up Tabla Rosa is my brain don't have to guess just what I'm sayin' don't mean to bug or drive
you describe someone, with a decapitated head when the rest of his body's still alive RUNNIN? [Royce] Comin with five gunmen, waitin to do a drive-by
hand to God I didn't mean to After all Look what we've been through Men come in different shades That's how we're made The little house on Ellis Drive
where Rosa Parks sat Where Malcolm X was shot, where Martin Luther was popped So off we go, let the trumpets blow And hold on, because the driver of the
