you are the crusader You are the lady I want to chase your tongue You are Darth Vader I know what you're made of You are like a lung A lung A lung A lung
a lung A lung, a lung, a lung (And you were warmed by the sun) You're looking for me (By the sun) But it's not what you seek (By the sun) I've got a
Tradução: The Knife. Un pulmón.
, you are the crusader You are the lady I want to chase your tongue You are Darth Vader I know what you're made of You are like a lung A lung A lung A lung
a lung A lung A lung A lung (And you were born by the sun) You're looking for me (By the sun) But it's not what you seek (By the sun) I've got a twisted
one; I'm bound to destroy all this greed A voice inside me compelling to satisfy me... -- A-ha-ha-ha! I can see what a knife's meant to be And you
And mind bondage Bronchitis, lung failure Language unfam-i-liar Art through a flooded air brush ??? leave craft Sentences joined with words holding hands It's a
and slide like a slinky Slip and slide with my twinkie Welcome to my world As it winds and it twists I'm a kick a funky little rhyme that you missed Boo
: [Paul Di'Anno and Steve Harris] You walk through the subway, his eyes burn a hole in your back, A footstep behind you, he lunges prepared for attack
: You walk through the subway, his eyes burn a hole in your back, A footstep behind you, he lunges prepared for attack. Scream for mercy, he laughs as
a (soldier) Talk like a (stunna) Move like a (player) And get it like a (hustler) You gotta walk like a (soldier) Talk like a (stunna) Move like a (player
the surprise I left inside I'm a hunter, searching for my prey I'm on the highway Meanwhile these kids are just cruisin' on a Friday Not a care in the
put to your head Flash a white light before you die A murder made to look like a suicide Knife through your gut Now die you fucking slut Punctured lung, a
: Midnight - All the kids are asleep Moonlight - Makes them breathe in so deep Inside - Hunger cuts like a knife Upside - I can smell the real life
Fly like a dove, that come from up above My nigga's Iron Lung but you can stay one love It's just a one two three a three a two one Throw your blunts
: Release, I grant you permission Immerse, submerse, submerge and rise Emerge to snatch one's last breath Hydra-lung will deaden the cries It is time
shoot it and it dump Mouth swingin' lookin' like a crack fiend fiendin' I think I see demons And no I ain't dreamin' I'm schemin' Lookin' for a fool
