: (blackmore/glover/turner) 3.47 Feels like the end When you're closer to losing your dreams Than losing a friend Flying blind I'm shooting into the
: Magdalene is trembling Like a washing on a line Trembling and gleaming Never before was a man so kind Never so redeeming Enter the multitudes In Exxon
: I don't believe that virginity is as common as it used to be Some of them a worth leave the nights Gal a stick out pon a my night Yo-a The gal fit
: Streets I knew were raining, changing Addresses were rearranging The cold boy from the suburbs he left there He'd read the book of no return And me
We hold the seeds of metal And we scatter them around We'll eat you up - and spit you out Like a pack of wolves on the hunt We are the kings of madness
[THE SIN:DECAY]
(blackmore/glover/turner) 3.47 Feels like the end When you're closer to losing your dreams Than losing a friend Flying blind I'm shooting into the dark
Magdalene is trembling Like a washing on a line Trembling and gleaming Never before was a man so kind Never so redeeming Enter the multitudes In Exxon
{*Sighing*} Yo let me get a cigarette son Yeah, fuck it, {?} it's not that serious Hey yo [Chorus] She said she all fed up And she talk about she lea
I don't believe that virginity is as common as it used to be Some of them a worth leave the nights Gal a stick out pon a my night Yo-a The gal fit lack
: Peter: On Monday I had drinks with Barney Rubble We hit a couple divy little bars We noticed there was quite a lovely lady Sitting at the table next