isle of Manhattan I'd bring it to where you are Making a lake of the East River and Hudson If I could open my mouth Wide enough for a marching band to march
world) Take my hand, let's find a marching band (try stopping us now) That beats the rhythm of our hearts Oh, take my hand Let's fine a marching band
You know you can't keep letting it get you down And you can't keep dragging that dead weight around Is it really all that much to lug around Better run
The sky's a raven marching Band black blizzard blowing across the land Come darling take my hand I'm whiskey poured into the sand Star blossoms bloom
die Driving in on this highway All these cars and upon the sidewalk People in every direction No words exchanged No time to exchange When all the little ants are marching
isle of Manhattan I'd bring it to where you are Making a lake of the east river and Hudson If I could open my mouth Wide enough for a marching band to march
and die Driving in on this highway All these cars and upon the sidewalk People in every direction No words exchanged No time to exchange And all the little ants are marching
, I'd bring it to where you are, Making a lake of the East River and Hudson. And if I could open my mouth, Wide enough for a marching band to march
marching band And take pleasure in your leaving As the ferry sails and tears are dried And cows come home at evening? Would you get behind a slow marching
of pure emotion Tears they?re rolling from each others eyes. It?s you and me against the world now Take my hand, lets find a marching band That beats
One dark day the trees began a trumpet sound, trumpet sound We sat listening patiently, the sky was near and i felt the trembling motion we ran out to
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and die Driving along this highway All these cars and upon the sidewalk People in every direction No words exchanged, No time to exchange when All the little ants are marching
The sky's a raven marching band black blizzard blowing across the land Come darling take my hand i'm whiskey poured into the sand Star blossoms bloom
Would you join a slow marching band? And take pleasure in your leaving as the ferry sails and tears are dried and cows come home at evening. Could
Traduction: Soyez Soundtrack Kind Rewind. Jean-Michel Bernard \u0026amp; Le Passaic bande High School Marching - Retour Lulu est en ville.
