Traduction: Les Tories. Queens est.
Traduction: Les Tories. La Vérité.
Traduction: Les Tories. Time For You (Theme Song Jesse).
[Instrumental]
Do a dance for me Baby it is late still you pour me a tall one... Go on, let the liquid take off what you're on. You've been down before Boy and I like
Back to love the minds Cries Below Cries Above You must pick a side Will you choose fear Will you choose love [Chorus:] What does it look like This orbital
Shock, got the shock of my life Just buckle up girls, I'm stealin' the night From the still of the night What they're down to Let's see, in cold daylight
Shut your mouth I'm spinnin' it tight down south I'm on raid tie you down cause boy I can save you from that evil faith Eagles serve yeah uhhuh Mother
So you heard I crossed over the line Do I have regrets? Well, not yet There are some, some who give blood I give love I give Soon, before the sun Before
Impeccable peccadillo You are off your guard Pussy will calls there by the church "Don't go in if you are abnormally attracted to sin" Abnormally attracted
Ebony beauty, passed this shade The looking glass, reflects Then a voice, calls me back This is just circumstance; it is not personal Oh no, it never
Then "Mom I want to forna... I mean formulate and discover the realms of the unknown with Mary Jane After all you'll be away for the week-end Just please
Ophelia your secret is safe Ophelia you must break the chain Some girls will get their way Some fathers will control from the grave Ophelia you must remember
He walked 300 miles Just to bring, to bring me bread His body like a sculpture Almost decorated And i'll wake him As the dawn does And we'll break in
That guy swears he will walk And carries a chip as big as new york That guy At night makes me scream And smashes the best possibilities That guy Just
Police yourself Police yourself Police me Police yourself Police yourself Police me We've got your own remote viewing Every cell has been taught to think
How can I be drunk? You strike with dry poison I am possessed Still engaged in some kind of advanced shackling Girl you got to find you the man who can
I've been on the other side Got my lips smacked now they're dry Then you call me call me in You think I am your possession You're Messing with a southern
