Sex, bin ich gleich ein Sexist ja alle wissens besser, doch nur ich wie_s wirklich ist! Ich bin ein Punk!! Ich auch Ich bin ein Punk!! OYEAH Drum hort
Everybody wanna be fly til you swat 'em But who am I to talk? I aint shittin' roses We in in the same picture but we all got different poses I'm looking
everybody wanna be fly til you swat 'em but who am i to talk? i aint shittin' roses we in in the same picture but we all got different poses i'm looking
If you've been hurt and you feel you can't go on The pain in your heart is much too strong, it's been there too long It's time to let go and to find you
Good Morning Mr. Sparrow! I'd say it's a beautiful day! Ready to go hang up flyers on Avenue A? What's that tiny sparrow? Oh you're all tuckered out from
Maybe I'm a Lion
Saw you walk in to the room Thought i'd try to talk to you Babe, am i ever glad you wanted me to Its been two years to the day half the time I've been
Settling down with warm-glow wood stove and kerosene peace you're looking for, peace you'll find in the tangled mad cliff-sides and crashing dark of
This river of road, It don't flow like it used to. But it's more of a home Than anywhere that I've ridden it to. We used to dream together But now I
Settling down with warm-glow woodstove and kerosene peace you're looking for, peace you'll find in the tangled mad cliff-sides and crashing dark of big
Up the Hudson Valley across New York State to Chicago then the Plains All so easy and dreamlike crashing the salt flat daybreak I hear "I'll Take You
There is no need to say another word It will be golden and eternal just like that Something good will come of all things yet Simple golden eternity blessing
Only interested in the sad music The voice of Willamine She makes men sigh and women wonder Where is all the beauty coming from? And why? Nobody ever
(lyrics: Thomas Flowers) it's the reason for my pain in a season to celebrate i don't wanna be full of hate for anybody, but it's too late everyone
Every time your near baby I get kinda crazy in my head for you I don't know what to do And oh baby I get kinda shaky when they mention you I just
You can look, but you can't touch I don't think I like you much Heaven knows what a girl can do Heaven knows what you've got to prove I think I'm paranoid
I don't have to question Where you were last night Cause I already know what you will say I already know you'll lie But I can't be mad at ya Cause there
I've been down the Mississippi Down through New Orleans, yes I have I've played in California There ain't too much I haven't seen, no there ain't Lord