where you stand.) Did you really think I'd make a change to suit your skin. I don't quite fit your precious little cage. No more distractions. Why waste
Tradução: Embrujado. Cage poco.
Well the runway lies ahead like a great false dawn, Fat lady, big mama, Missy Bimbo sits in her chair and yawns, And the man-beast lies in his cage sniffin
together, together forever) Little variations on my page Little doors open on my cage Little time has come and gone so far Little by little who you are
Well, the runway lies ahead like a great false dawn Fat lady, big mama, Missy Bimbo sits in her chair and yawns And the man-beast lies in his cage
I?m a little, I?m a little jail bird, Oh, I've been seeing so sleepy, Oh, Jailhouse baby, Oh, No window of the world, I?m a little, I?m a little jail
be together, together forever Little variations on my page Little doors open on my cage Little time has come and gone so far Little by little who you
why dont you relax? lean back and enjoy urself until the coroner comes... oop my penis is comin out there must be trouble in the monkeyhouse fever runnin cage to cage
hit me And I moved swiftly, said they had a warrant They knew about it all they said they had an informant I'm back in this caged up cell With the apes
a cage that's open wide Empty now but once it held The boundaries of your mind Privacy and loneliness They overlap sometimes Save a little of your energy Spend a little
Put my hand on my gat and took three steps back Ran up the block it was like a movie I seen a big haunted house with a chick in a ja'causezi I knocked
here I'm the monkey that you've always been afraid of I'm the spirit that haunts your dreams Deep inside Don't you have a little bit of sympathy Don
together, together forever) Little variations on my page Little doors open on my cage Little time has come and gone so far Little by little who you
both my arms, my neck smashed my femur Got up somehow and limped in front of a beamer Cracked my rib cage, look what you did Cage, you're dying but I'
souls who welcome you home I'm feeling like a little rag doll On this dark night when flowers fall to the ground I'm just a little suicidal The sky comes
the runway lies ahead like a great false dawn, Fat lady, big mama, Missy Bimbo sits in her chair and yawns, And the man-beast lies in his cage sniffin
