sliver of a fingernail And I hear a rumbling I hear transmission grind I bear witness I have the clutch now Three times dark, on the turnpike From the Motor
Traduction: La General Motors. Aéroport.
Traduction: La General Motors. Legend Of Bones Jimmy.
Traduction: La General Motors. Mesdames et messieurs.
Traduction: Soul Coughing. Ville de General Motors.
So many destinations Faces going to so many places For the weather is so much better And the food is so much cheaper Well I help her with her baggage
Crazy seeds of drugged up borough kids Are getting me right down it seems Peace and love and all that phoney stuff You just don't know what it means
just a game to me chorus: When it feels right, don't stop the motor baby keep it on let's work it all night, don't stop the motor when it's running
?re Breaking Your Way In Here Comes The Reaper ? The Creeper The Cyber-Lord Redeemer Here Comes The Rider ? Decider The Motor-Borg Defiler Heaven And
city's the bitch We're its misfit kids Raised on the streets When we cut honey We bleed Dancin' on the dead beat MOTOR CITY RESURRECTION HONEY MOTOR
I read the pages about me In her autobiography They were brief and to the point Our flesh, while you are getting dressed A memory that needs to be repressed
This car of mine A-win I got (bought) her now she wasnOt new Old and broke down This car of mine ThereOs been a lot of races we been through No slow poke
Asked a girl what she wanted to be She said baby, can't you see? I wanna be famous, a star on the screen But you can do something in between Baby you
I pounded on a farmhouse Lookin' for a place to stay. I was mighty, mighty tired, I had gone a long, long way. I said, "Hey, hey, in there, Is there anybody
Depuis le plus tendre des ages, Par monts et par vaux, je voyage. De tout les moyens de transport, L'avion fait sans dout' le plus sport, Mais, malgre
My buddy Blake was All-State With dreams of the NFL Jenny McClain had pig brains She got a scholarship to Yale. Then there was Herschel Did two commercials
Brandy: RJ pick up Fred Jerkins: Hello Brandy: Rodney? Fred Jerkins: It's Fred. Brandy: Ah, sorry. Hi Freddy Fred Jerkins: What's the deal B. Rocka
