I would like to burn this down. I would like to see it melt in yellow and observe a cloud of blackness rise. Watch it rise as it is wrath himself. Watch
(Traditional / Bob Dylan = A.k.a. Fare Three Well / Live at WFMU, October 11 1992) If I had wings like Norah's dove I'd fly up the river to the one
(Traditional, arranged and adapted by Joan Baez) If I had wings like Noah's dove I'd fly the river to the one I love Fare thee well, my honey, fare thee
If I had wings like Noah's dove I'd fly the river to the one I love Fare thee well, my honey, fare thee well. I had a man, who was long and tall, Moved
?n dier ek dink aan jou as dit reen hierdie vier mure maak my naar is jy siek of sit jy aan? die lied in my hart is ?n swane sang ek dink aan jou
(Traditional, arranged and adapted by Joan Baez) If I had wings like Noah's dove I'd fly the river to the one I love Fare thee well, my honey, fare
[DJ Paul:] Yeah you muthafuckin' hoes Y'all know the muthafuckin' dead Hypnotize Camp and Profit Posse in this muthafucka Get one of these gold plaques
[Chorus] We gon rumble in this ho We gon rumble in this ho All you weak ass niggas get yo ass off the floor We gon rumble in this ho We gon rumble in
"Say ahh, not a thermometer, bitch, it's the nine inches" -- [Kingpin Skinny Pimp] [Chorus: repeat 4X] Ass and titties, ass and titties Ass and titties
slept in days and I'm cruisin' on fumes. I hope my babbling is something you'll excuse. That guy will never be the man his mother was. So lose the dink
: If I had wings like Noah's dove I'd fly the river to the one I love Fare thee well, my honey, fare thee well. I had a man, who was long and tall, Moved
: (Traditional / Bob Dylan = A.k.a. Fare Three Well / Live at WFMU, October 11 1992) If I had wings like Norah's dove I'd fly up the river to the one
: (Traditional, arranged and adapted by Joan Baez) If I had wings like Noah's dove I'd fly the river to the one I love Fare thee well, my honey, fare
: Superamos el fuego de que el adios que nos hizo caer... Acertamos el juego fallamos los dos nos dejamos perder Nada mas nos quedara que este ultimo
: Lying all alone and restless unable to lose this image sleepless, unable to focus on anything but your surrender Tugging a rhythm to the vision that