: Well- you can have me all the time Or you can never come my way But Mother Earth is waiting for you There's a debt you've got to pay I don't care how
: Alright I'm laying in bed With a lit cigarette Can't say if last night Was a blonde or brunette Megawatts is on the phone Keeps blowing me up And
: There's blood on my hands (hands) There's blood on my hands (hands) There's blood on my hands (hands) There's blood on my hands Blood on my hands,
: La madre de ana dice que no esta, Que no quiere hablar conmigo y que? Que no le vuelva a llamar mas, Que no vuelva a molestar Y que ana ya no saldra
: Rompe las mesas... arranca las cortinas traga todo tipo de medicinas el solo quiere... bajar a tu cocina y reirse al ver como le miras... Te odio bastante
: In my dreams I see the life she brings to me But I forget her in the morning And I don't need her holy blessings to be free And I can stand it when
: Madrecita querida, mil perdones te pido si por esa traidora te deje en el olvido. Y ya ves madrecita con lo mal que ha pagado, solo tu me comprendes
: The corn is high underneath the moon And Winter comes, it seems too soon For Time waits not for woman or man And Death rides out across the land Our
: Sitting, waiting in the falling rain. Getting ready to begin again. Wounded, lying, crying. Bodies moving, dying. All around there is the smell of
: Mother Russia how are you sleeping Middle winter cold winds blow From the trees the snowflakes drifting Swirling round like ghosts in the snow Mother
: Un dia cualquiera, vengo a buscarte Dile a tu chico, que vas a dejarle Coge tus cosas, escribe una nota De despedida. Cuelga tu vida de nina bien
: Mother, You had Me I never had you I wanted you but you didn't want me So I got to tell you Goodbye , Goodbye Father, You left me but I never left
: Mother, you had me, but I never had you I wanted you, you didn't want me So I, I just got to tell you Goodbye, goodbye Father, you left me, but I
: Er... This song is another song from one of those albums i made since i left the rolling stones. And a lot of people thought it was just about my parents
: La madre Tierra es madre soltera, uuh, su luna no es de miel. El se marcho hace dos anos, dejandola en la dulce espera. Y su corazon ya no espera por