Lyrics:
to ku ta hjem
Gennem skoven mens solen
Den skinner på bladene der rocker sig
For der findes jo ingen by ligesom min
Og det derfor jeg er stolt af hvor
shit to make you dance
And what you get is the best damn thing
To happen to this country since the moon landing
Since Tommy got dubbed by Eli Manning
day
They would come by in December
While the folks were alive
With gifts from the money they made
And they'd talk of the nights neath the bright
Ridin' down the highway
Goin' to a show
Stop in all the by-ways
Playin' rock 'n' roll
Gettin' robbed
Gettin' stoned
Gettin' beat up
Broken
I got a little bit of hope
Like a soap on a rope
Sweeter than sour
Gettin' thinner by the hour
Fallin' fast and I'm runnin' out of gas
Lustful
Relationships, Is a noose
And I'm confused, While shielding
Too, Strong to show proof
Paid my dues, Hell seeped on through
Since occupied by two,
that sent for me
Back in Black
AC/DC that's my strap
On a highway to hell
Young kilo got the map
Ain't no fear
Ain't no danger
Couple bones in my chamber
your board)
This that alien shit
AYE
We are not the same (No no no)
You living day by day
And each day
That's my last day
You just say
What you say
And I
Czekałem długo by znowu razem nieść treść
Więc nie pytaj czemu biorę za to kesz
Dziś wiem czego chce chociaż wciąż mi się śni
Że miałem ADHD
to feel as though you exist by accident
You expand into infinity here and infinity expands into you
Tight
There's just a small price
Do you wish
me
That fair
Ah yeah
Well then what you waiting for
I've been drinking Arran by the ocean
Thinking hard about the things that could've been
But really
Minor, Quirk たいでん
Always stay on trend like a Tik Tok Dance
Recognised by Pros, that's what's on, son
I'm electrifying, man, call me Dwayne Johnson
I'm goin' to freeze the parliament D
Like Kobe B-R-Y-A-N-T
AC-DC
Gimmie your TNT
And watch those mothafuckers E-X-P-L-O-D-E
Oui oui
We so tired man
'But
Yeah, LOL bitch, I'm laughing out loud
I don't fuck 'em like Gacy, but I'm still actin' a clown
Casting your frowns
Run and hide, I'm comin' by
Tongin'
my shots and lets go!
I want to curb stomp a star
Saving the earth never looked so cool
Hey Space Rocket C'mon!
I'll bring the AC/DC you can
and creativity. Onions, layers of your life burned by brimstone, your life is the modern of expression of ruins, when in Rome, you're supposed to do as the Romans
successfully
We only wanted to be loved
We only
Love
We wanted to be accepted by society
We wanted to be accepted
We wanted to be accepted as people
through the 'jects, pump to your chin while you naked
I'm respected by the OGs, the gangstas, and parolees
That smoke the K2, they don't blow trees
But
Whatever you want
I got it by the dozen
I got it by the pound
Gimme a call
I'll bring it round
It don't look so good
In black and white
Don't
stop us
To Addis, Asmara, don't you forget Rwanda
Brooklyn, Planet Rockers, the belly of the monster
Senegal and on to Haiti and the DR
Everywhere that
at the club, no blood got spilt
Where dime piece wizes, had they legs in the air
From being sprung by the swings, so they legs in the air
Long dresses,
couldn't survive without my radio
Terrorizing my neighbors with the heavy bass
I keep the suckers in fear by the look on my face
My radio's bad from
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
his soul
Between the rockers and the band
It's a fitting promise land
For the kings of kings and the king of rock and roll
Jesus and Elvis,
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