Lyrics:
Talking by the pool of light, language from America.
She puts on the film of him, King is white and in the crowd
They are not a melting pot, say
Jack O'Rion was the finest fiddler ever fiddled on the string
He could drive young ladies wild with a tune his wires would sing
He could fiddle
Be
Behold
Behold
The images should make you scream
Desensitized by what you've seen
You revel in the filth of fiends
A product of the Hate Machine
Dreams get fucked by nightmares...
How many faces do you keep close?
What 's trust in the jewel if you have to ask?
Broken wires still connect after
Take you by the hand and make you understand
I just wanna love you tonight
I like your body girl
I like your body girl
I like your body girl
himself inside something like a translucent capsule, connected to the rooster’s legs by means of some sort of an also translucent wire - an enchanted
diamonds in the light
And we're standing side by side
As your shadow crosses mine
What it takes to come alive
It's the way I'm feeling I just can't
survive without my radio
Terrorising my neighbours with the heavy bass
I keep the suckas in fear by the look on my face
My radio's bad from the Boulevard
of a dance craze
By "Jesus cross and the cruel nails"
Followed up by "torturing little beaver"
With their contraption of barbed wire
Between the fear
you'd embrace
I am the queen; I'm pure and loved by everyone
Come enter, here's my code
Through the world wide wire you'll know me
The queen of her
Like a bird on the wire,
Like a drunk in a midnight choir
I have tried in my way to be free.
Like a worm on a hook,
Like a knight from some old
you're gonna see me walk so fast
Through the door, uh-huh
I think it's time for us to break up, ba-by
We should of never ever been together
You tried
Words RW, music trad Irish: NancyÂ's Whiskey 1978
At age 14 they gave us training
To number off by threes and give salutes
To clean and fire the Lee
Talking by the pool of light, language from America.
She puts on the film of him, King is white and in the crowd
They are not a melting pot, say
Twój ocean rymów I stylu to dla mnie brodzik
Sam skurwysynu nie wiesz o co chodzi
Po to się rodzić żeby umrzeć chyba ty
Ja żyję po to by spełniać
of empty space
Guided by fortune, his journey ended
At the hills of beverly, From whence
He spread his warmth and beauty with
Never-ending strenght to all
in this 4 by 4 (mop, mop)
Get the drop he's there at 6
I better have the .4 by 4
Eff follow these TikTok trends
I'm here with the clip on bend I
the spring breeze, burn with the fire
但我说我笑我在掩饰伤悲
But I am covering my sadness, by saying, by laughing
我走遍天涯海角也不曾停下过双腿
I have traveled all over the world,
Watch it! WAR-NING!
Aiyy yo, aiyy yo, aiyy yo, aiyy yo!
I had to figure out a way to touch 'em
Expose the money and hoes had to rush 'em
Six by nine
ready for that (Statik)
Detroit vs. Everybody
Uh, I took a bite out the rotten apple by the poison tree
All these females need to email to make noise
Well, Things get hectic quick
From the satellite dish to your joy stick
It's the night of the living cable box
Wires coming up from around
to niggas, perfect your own speech
Shit is copper, it ain't worth the mic stands
Used by backup singers in Atlantic City bands
Niggas look on, and get
anywhere but here
On the edge of sleep, I was drifting for half the night
Anxious and restless, pressed down by the darkness
Bound up and wound up so
your card when I'm loading your account (mm)
The wire just came in and I don't wanna see it bounce (Bounce)
Drop the check by night and by morning I
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