point towards what I've known And where I'm supposed to be And who I'm supposed to be, yeah And what I'm supposed to be Help, help, help, help, help, help
Traduction: Remuer. Aide.
Days swiftly come and go. I'm dreaming of her She's seeing other guys Emotions they stir The sun is gone. The nights are long And I am left while the
Aaaaaaaaaah...oooh... [Michael:] You alone can make my song take flight, Help me make the music of the night... [Barbra:] Help me make the music of
to jail, be a nice fellow. You'll be doin' society a favor. That sonofabitch is brave and gettin' braver. We want to put his ass in stir We want to pin
"Oh, help me in my weakness," I heard the drifter say, As they carried him from the courtroom And were taking him away. "My trip hasn't been a pleasant
"Joseph dearest, Joseph mine, Help me cradle the child divine; God reward thee and All that's thine In paradise," So prays the mother Mary. [Chorus:]
press tight on the trigger of this glock That's right on the little shit you got left to help you eat You not Pac's songs without laws will help you
back to yesterday And I'm OK I often wonder why I carry all this guilt When it's you that helped me put up all these walls I've built Shadows stir at
to be with me at your liberty) Do you do you do you remember (remember) how lovers ripe on summers heathen night Would never seem to end and does December (December) come stirring
I'm going on the circuit, I'm doing all the clubs And I really need a song boys to stir those workers up And get their wives to sing it with me just like
You are haunted by the tremor of your light Walking circles crossing lines And if the stirring of your soul,of this fury Jumping hurdles, just to abide
: The South Park Album] Two tablespoon's of cinnamon, And two or three egg whites. A half a stick of butter?. Melted? Stick it all in a bowl baby. Stir
oh, help me in my weakness i heard the drifter say as they carried him from the court room and were taking him away well, my trip hasn't been a pleasant