Pack your fists full of hate, take a swing at the world. These kids stick to themselves, carry angst in their words. Where we'll never be a part of
You light up my lamp; Hashem my God illuminates my darkness. Rise at midnight and sing songs till the dawn, King David said it best
Her name is Cherry, we've just met But already she knows me better than you She understands me after eighteen years And you still don't see me like you
Goodbye England's rose, may you ever grow in our hearts You were the grace that placed itself where lives were torn apart You called out to our country
I need a bitch, a special bitch I need a bitch who pussy poppin' booty switch I need a bitch, felatio On the freeway with my pedal to the flo' I need
Goodbye, Norma Jean Though I never knew you at all You had the grace to hold yourself While those around you crawled They crawled out of the woodwork
'Neath your feet you feel the world is shaking And your dreams slowly sifting thro' your hand But there's a place you'll never be forsaken I'm a warm
I took a ride on a February morning Just getting over it and dealing with the mourning I started thinking out loud I'm so sick and tired of being sick
Hey So much for bannin' the bomb The President's wife is carryin' a hand gun If you want blood sports for fun now They call me 'the hunter' better run
I've been trying so hard to forget you But this chore of forgetting I find Has me burning both ends of the candle And fighting a battle with time What
No doubt I'm changing into a better pair of cherry And it's time I feel good for love, love I am aching green pea motion, I am feeling strained emotion
Cualquier semejanza conmigo Es pura casualidad Esto es King of Kings Don Esa nena es candela, Uuuu Candela, uuuu, candela, uuuu Cuerpo perfecto, en poca
Solo y sin perder el tiempo disfrutando del silencio, ladridos de fondo con ecos lejanos, descubren mi soledad encarnada. En el crepusculo del
Sin poderme comparar haciendo uso de derecho, entre antiguos muros intento hacerme ver. Tres finos cristales que unidos hacen uno, y separan
Por mas que te miro con buenos ojos, no se distinguir cuando tu alma esta tranquila. Un pesar que seguro te envuelve en la soledad de la
Hablo contigo sin que estes susurrandole al viento, pidiendole a Dios que vuelva el dia en que tenia tu compania. Derramo tus lagrimas en mi escritura
Tom Drake/Bob Shane When I sailed into Portland town, I called upon my dear. Her window held a candle. It's light shone bright and clear. I walked up
You call me baby with that look in your eye A poster child for the mojo fly You click your fingers and they fall at your feet Well I'm drivin' home but
