So what, you think this is usual Strange moon, strange land Strange man Hold your hands tightly horses Hold them, hold them kindly Man Low red moon
Red, Red, Red, oh Red, Red, Red, oh Red, Red, Red, oh Come over, open mouth like Venus Come over, over mountain like Vesuvius Send a rocket to Red
come over (the) mountain like Vesuvius. Send a rocket for Red, and he goes coo-coo. Send a rocket for Red, and he goes coo-coo. Red red red, oh
So what, you think this is usual? Strange moon, strange land, strange man. Hold the hands of tiny horses, Hold them, hold them kindly, man. Low Red Moon
Tradução: Vientre. Roja.
Tradução: Vientre. Bajo la Luna Roja.
mm come over (the) mountain like Vesuvius. Send a rocket for Red, and he goes coo-coo. Send a rocket for Red, and he goes coo-coo. Red red red, oh
'll never forget the way you look tonight; I never will forget the way you look tonight... The lady in red, the lady in red, The lady in red, my lady in red
veces para aprender como volar hay que saltar al vacio. Y aprendi tanto de lo que quiero ser y no hay dia en que no pensara en ti nunca deje de buscar
and insight riot Warn dem fi cool and we did warn dem fi quiet Now dem hear the kick drum di snare and di hi hat Load up dem belly with some copper shot
survive The way of light is food for your soul But it's your belly that's taken control No guiding light would shine anymore It's just the Red God replacing
way of light is food for your soul But it's your belly that's taken control No guiding light would shine anymore It's just the red god replacing the
at you; cake is the answer Malibu-shake, belly dancer Girl's got junk, workin' that samba Breezy day, PCH Livin' life the easy way Coastin, red-cup toastin
I snuff their tongues, my heart a-flutter These words i speak are gates to Hell Casus belli In hoc signo vinces Veritas vos liberabit Casus belli In
Insane in da membrane.. crazy insane, got no brain! Insane in da membrane.. insane in da brain! [Sen Dog] Do my shit undercover now it's time for the blubba blabber, to watch that belly
your window To the porcelain bowl And you're sick from your ears To the red parquet floor And the Braque on the wall Slides down your front And eats through your belly
am lying in my bed Watching spider eat the fly I say :"How is that is breakfast TV for you" A little later I'm sitting by the window looking out The red
