is Bill Clinton Who soon retire, the roof is on fire Connie Chung brung the bomb As it comes from Oklahoma Things are gettin' serious, Kuumbaya On a mountain
He told the driver to find a filling station I gotta see a man about a dog He drove on for miles around the mountain Eli hollered hey stop right here
but eager to please A lift, after all, is a lift Late moustache left us brusquely And some miles later the dolmus slowed at a crossroads lit by a single lightbulb Swung through a
When I struck I had on Tims and a black mask Remember that shit? I know you don't remember Jack That night yo I wuz hittin like a spiked bat And then
s first kiss Bald Mountain Night Devil heart endures but light A mad aerial dance Chernabog's succubi Black Cauldron born Gurgi's heart forlorn Pig-keeper or hero On a
to answer nature's call He told the driver to find a filling station I gotta see a man about a dog He drove on for miles around the mountain Eli hollered
first kiss [Part 3] Bald Mountain Night Devilheart endures but light A mad aerial dance Chernabog's succubi Black Cauldron born Gurgi's heart forlorn Pig-keeper or hero On a
I struck I had on Timbs and a black mask Remember that shit? I know you don't remember jack That night yo I wuz hittin like a spiked bat and then you
Who soon retire, the roof is on fire Connie Chung brung the bomb as it comes from Oklahoma Things are getting serious, Kuumbaya, On a mountain satan
: Uomo che vivi ridendo Senza curarti del mondo Uomo ricorda che polvere un giorno sarai Uomo che preghi in silenzio Passi le ore in ginocchio Forse
uomini Uomini grandi vivere in piccoli paesi Ed ho visto genio e grandezza Racchiusi in piccoli scrigni E credevo che cio che ho visto e vissuto Mi avesse insegnato a
sono qui e passo i giorni qui A cercare il sole con gli occhi A parlare di notte alle stelle E la mente vorrebbe fuggire Ma un altro posto e uguale a
buio ormai su di me E la mente ancora va Cerca cieli di speranza Ed antiche nuvole e un sorriso ormai smarrito Ed amare ti vorrei e lottare senza sosta E tornare a
ancora il sole E non e certo il mio paese la mia ora Ma un altro anno vivo forse un'altra era Eppure vivo un'altra ora E intorno a me colori e suoni ormai
: Over the fields a butterfly playied on a flower and she stopped and rested on it. There was a child looking at that flower he looked again, but
soon retire, the roof is on fire Connie Chung brung the bomb as it comes from Oklahoma Things are getting serious, Kuumbaya, On a mountain satan offered
