coming. I mean, the story is called, `Peter and the Wolf'. We couldn't very well call it, `Peter and the Wolf' if there wasn't any wolf, could we? Huh
try to change her She's in no danger It's just the world getting stranger And we all get consused And the wrong touch could kill her And the right touch could still her And
Traduction: Weird Al Yankovic. Pierre et le loup.
MC'd by Mike O'mally. It's 2008 and new kids are still the rage, Well at least we know when they play Peter Wolf won't come on stage. The church is in
drums. Arthur Barrow on bass. Patrick O'Hearn on bass. Tommy Mars on keyboards. Denny Walley on guitar. Peter Wolf on keyboards. Ed Mann on percussion. And
engineer: Mick Glossop FZ lead guitar Warren Cuccurullo rhythm guitar Denny Walley rhythm guitar Ike Willis rhythm guitar Tommy Mars keyboards Peter Wolf
Peep cold lost her sheep And Rip van Winkle fell the hell asleep And Alice chillin somewhere in Wonderland Jack's servin Jill a bucket in his hand And
Music: Rudolf Schenker, Peter Wolf Lyrics: Klaus Meine Come with me come with me now Inside the garden Inside the garden of God Smell the sand it's running
Music: Rudolf Schenker, Peter Wolf Lyrics: Klaus Meine, Rudolf Schenker What you give, you get back As long as I can think I've been Running to be free
Music: Klaus Meine, Peter Wolf Lyrics: Klaus Meine Girl I don't think of you At least that's what I try to do And I just miss those days Our secret little
Music: Rudolf Schenker, Peter Wolf Lyrics: Klaus Meine A G-string is looking for a pilot White flesh is coming down the stairs again Your look just makes
Music: Peter Wolf, Matthias Jabs Lyrics: Klaus Meine Give me a job The one I havn't got Don't write me off at anytime Don't ever leave me unsatisfied
(parody of "Peter And The Wolf" by Sergei Prokofiev) Hello, Boys and Girls. This is a story that I like to call, "Peter and the Wolf". Are you sitting
the back of Capitol Hill with Lil' Miss Muffin Little Boys in Blue and Red Riding in the Hood Heard the Big Bad Wolf said he never used the n-word He huffs and
green, red roses too I see the blunts, for me and you And I say to myself, what a wonderful world It's the illest little story for all the girls and
P) Nobody aint trippin, cause the 7th ward is packing Mother goose bout to lay them eggs sixteen-five is all she said (Lil' Romeo) See a big bad wolf
cold lost her sheep And Rip van Winkle fell the hell asleep And Alice chillin' somewhere in Wonderland Jack's serving Jill a bucket in his hand And
