will send you a lullaby You may not weep, you may not cry What else am I gonna do To keep this world from hurting you I will send you a lullaby You may
Vertaling: Big Country. Stuur je.
sent his adjutant down to meet our group to say that we didn't send for you and we don't want you. That's right. This is the truth, I'm telling you the
nails. When shearing comes, lay down your drums Step to the boards you brand-new chums With the rattum-rattum-rub-a-dub-dub We'll send you back on the
Flash You don't hear the way ya disc jumpin' across the track Nigga I'm a jumpin' ass Fist stomp I know you mad but ain't too much you can do 'bout that
man ain't funny All the time tryin to put us the pen You get paroled and then they send you again All the homies in the hood gettin paid You might have
it's official I'm the doo-doo And you ain't gon' keep 'em from smellin' it Do you have a speaking impediment, bitch Or are you just at a loss for words
sort of looks familiar Until you get up close and then it's different clearly But each time you turn a corner You are, you are right back where you
quiet country towns Working together like spokes inside a wheel They keep this country turning around Hello Kansas wheat field farmer, let me thank you for your time You
a fact that your vest only protecting your chest You ain't think about your head when you was talking that mess Or this knife, across the face scar you for life Now, do you
) It's been official best wishes I send em wit you Never sentimental you know the shit a nigga into I'm cross-country it's big pimpin all the broads want
on some cold Remy At the club looking at girls with big ass and titties The instrumental that you hearing came from Frank Nitti We do it big keep it
think big till it killed L, Pun, Smalls and Kev, Like bad move, got you looking like you're eavesdropping the devil, And T set the theme to send them
you Greet our listeners Send them A big hello From osaka? Certainly! How do you do! I'm miss nomiya maki! Thank you so much For your requests of Baby
life You say you're tired of me taking you for granted Waiting' up till the last minute to call you up and see what you want to do But you're only fifteen, girl, you
Manhattan built myself a nest I meant to get right back to doing exactly what I do best: Pluggin in an electric guitar, leading a band Well, if you want
Manhattan Built myself a nest I meant to get right back to doing Exactly what I do best Plugging in an electric guitar Leading a band Well, if you want
AND PURPLE AT LEAST IT WASN'T BLUE FOR I HAVE BEEN A LOST AND LONELY AND WHAT I DO I WANT THE SKY TO BE THE WAY I AM SAILOR ON YOUR SEA YOU WERE SENDING
