you My arm around your waist I was wanting to get to know you Lean in and get a taste I could hear your heart beating And I found I wanted to eat your heart
: Shock in my town velvet underground Ho sentito urla di furore di generazioni, senza piu passato, di neo-primitivi rozzi cibernetici signori degli
: Voglio vederti danzare come le zingare del deserto con candelabri in testa o come le balinesi nei giorni di festa. Voglio vederti danzare come
y'all ain't seen shit but y'all already scared I'm gone, high like frutose, frutose You wanna know the truth, really, you gone, you gone It'll blow ya
heart tell I can feel this. You take the trucks if you want to, number one and number two I'll take the rest don't mind if I do Blow my seed up to this
, and it ain't even how That Verizon flow, are you hearin' me now? Word to Wasalu, they was sayin' my future was dark I had the fame, but my name was
It's a spectacular show, 'cause my heart pumps diesel So whatever you saying, it don't entertain my ego I do this everyday, Hocus Pocus is my steelo [
my beat drops everybody goes insane (Ok) And everybody know my name (B.o.B) And everywhere I go people wanna hear me sang Oh yea and I just dropped my
fan to blow right through my rockstar hair Right here If you can scream like Axl Rose Or sing like ... off the show If you've got a heart and soul You
Now I need the spotlight to hit me Right here As the crowd starts to cheer I need the fan to blow right through my rock star hair Right here If you can
you've gotta go Brace me honey I need friction, if I slur my words correct my diction, it's not always fact or fiction, I made the plan ill make my
my love.. come all ye lost dive into moss i hope that my sanity covers the cost to remove the stain of my love paper mache come all ye reborn blow off
said she wanted us to know There were hard times When the family was broken There were hard times Then she lit up a smoke and said Gonna open up my
of my stride And on day number eight When the sun is about to go down Were we go, what a show What a nose for blow [Chorus:] You're alive said the maker
Like the setting sun No sad goodbyes No tears allowed You'll be alright It's your world now Even when we are apart You'll always be in my heart When
- Give the children what they want and hear the universal choir pray The sound of Musik - Hear the James Brown song, hear the Church choir sing... The
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