Mother don't sit Mother don't stand Mother don't send me Smoking grass go into the movie The ambulance is after you too Promise we're gonna go to New
Maybe when it?s day, it?s cold, and I know for certain When I go outside and my head started hurtin It?s a winter?s day and I know for certain When
En me reveillant ce matin Une drole de chose m'est apparue C'etait trop beau, j'y ai pas cru Depuis le temps que j'attendais Il est venu seul dans la
The axes who pacify with gold And they walk right into town And a man stood he was brought back by lady luck And he was so strong, and he was so strong
You give me this love You give me this love Touch my Garden Rain clouds Mountains Sunshine All day long Sunrise Meadows Oceans Rainbows Starlight All
Poil dans la main paye a rien foutre Regarder la poutre dans l'?il du voisin Poil dans la main paye a rien foutre Regarder la poutre dans l'?il du voisin
donc cote mes poils en bourse Puis j'ai connu Marie-Chantal Elle avait la bouche en cul d'poil On s'est quitte un poil de l'epousee Le jour ou elle
Capellon crisceva, capellon crisceva, dint' o' bianch e na' scol che nulle piacev', Disegnav palazz e ogni tant durmev, parlav aint u suonn chisa che
Voici l'flot des etudiants Propres sur eux et non-violents Qui s'en vont grossir les rangs Des bureaucrates et des marchands Etudiant poil au dents J'
bourguignon Ca n'etait pas une chanson Un gratte poil Mille et mille pardons Les eprouvettes prouveront Que l'on est des betes On f'ra l'calcul Compris nos poils
Des Mannes Alterungsproze? birgt viele Tucken: Die volle Haarpracht zieht sich forschen Schritts zuruck. So mancher trostet sich mit albernen Perucken
Mother don't sit Mother don't stand Mother don't send me Sister come and lay your head on me I can see you haven't had any sleep in a long time That
You give me this love You give me this love Touch my garden Rain clouds, mountains Sunshine, all day long Sunrise, meadows Oceans, rainbows Starlight
Well I have been a cowboy, dang near all my life That good ol' cowboy music is all I'm supposed to like But here lately I don't know what's happening
You yell my name But will I be coming? Should I be running? Should I believe in you? You yell my name But will I be coming? Should I be running? Should
This song it was written down In a pea green windowless room Four o'clock and the TV's dead Wired up with nothin' to do I drunk all my whiskey I smoked
Oh, essas fontes murmurantes Onde eu mato a minha sede E onde a lua vem brincar Oh, esse Brasil lindo igueiro E o meu Brasil brasileiro Terra de samba
