I was born in the factory Far away from the milk and tea What's the use? Oh, what's the use? You chitters are split in half A mechanical sacrificial
There is steam rising From the gravel on the road There is black coal filling up our homes It seeps through the window cracks It slips through the floorboards
So, I do believe None of this is physical, at least not to me So, I do believe That anywhere it goes, it's always with me It's not the dream that makes
Ja sam covjek obican radim svojim rukama i nosim obraz koji traje. Prokleta nam sudbina samo udara samo trazi trazi, trazi a malo daje. Ja gradim autoput
Ma sto da zelim Sve je tako daleko I sad mi zao Sve bi opet ponovo Najljepsu pjesmu tebi bi' pjevao Hej kamo srece da sam pjevat' mogao Ptice u bijegu
Ne pitaj me nocas nista pusti me da sutim ja nocas trebam mir stare rane opet peku moje bitke dalje teku duso, ti nemas nista s tim Sa tvojeg izvora
Naoru?an samo smje?kom hodam ja kroz grad. Zvona zvone, nedjelja je, gdje je pripadam. Moje ime nije va?no jer je namjera to ?to ?ini razliku od ?ovjeka
Yeah! I got sssssssteam heat I got sssssssteam heat I got sssssssteam heat But I need your love to keep away the cold I got sssssssteam heat I got sssssssteam
Yeahh.... I've got ::cling cling:: fsssss steam heat. I've got ::cling cling:: fsssss steam heat. I've got ::cling cling:: fsssss steam heat. But i need
Mr. Engineer Slow the engine down some more You're movin' just a little too fast I've got my foot down clear to the floor Steam engine, engine 99 Steam
Jim Steam Killed Lula (F. McDowell) Mississippi Fred McDowell Recorded: March 1968 Los Angeles, CA. Producer: Pete Welding Album: Levee Camp Blues,
Suckerface Bring me back the time Because you know you're special And we think you know you're wrong Suckerface you're special Do you believe yourself
I'm the one who is lonely now Sick and tired of these ins and outs I'm in between like your favorite drink Your steam is safe or so you think It's kind
Nothing can keep you down. Nothing can keep you dumb. Nothing can keep you marching. Nothing will keep you young. You talk about your life in sports
Going down to Steam Town gonna lay my money down. Going down to Steam Town it?s like that big hole in the ground. Punch-drunk and restless I got some
So, I do believe, none of this is physical at least not to me so, I do believe that anywhere it goes it's always with me it's not the dream that makes
There is steam rising from the gravel on the road there is black coal filling up our homes it seeps through the window cracks it slips through the floorboards
