Vertaling: Camp. Sweet Lies.
anticipation of their own death, they await his coming. Sweet Jesus have mercy on me. Sweet Jesus, they share his agony. Sweet Jesus, they share his
's camp lies on her borders Away, we're bound away across the wide Missouri A white man loved an Indian maiden Away you rolling river With notions sweet
That's why I'm in de hole, Dat why I flak it, I'm a treat - I'm deep. But my face looks sweet! Sweet enough to fool yeh 'bout my greed. Waltz it to where
the myth. In anticipation of their own death, they await his coming. Sweet Jesus have mercy on me. Sweet Jesus, they share his agony. Sweet Jesus, they
s why I'm in de hole... Da white flag I'm a tree... I'm deep. But my face looks sweet! Sweet enough to fool yeh 'bout my greed. Yo, Now-now-now, Waltz
man's camp lies on her borders Away, we're bound away across the wide Missouri A white man loved an Indian maiden Away you rolling river With notions sweet
red man's camp lies on her borders Away, we're bound away across the wide Missouri A white man loved an Indian maiden Away you rolling river With notions sweet
before the myth. In anticipation of their own death, they await his coming. Sweet Jesus have mercy on me. Sweet Jesus, they share his agony. Sweet Jesus
undefeated on point without a blimish We champs you better deploy your whole camp We fresh of them guts like women with mad cramps So lamp to beats that sounded quite sweet
Storm and swing a blast of mega-bombs Keep 'em ?sane off the champagne an gat-claps? Man, that's from breakin' through the fatal camp Perimeter, of the
