Let me tell you how it will be There's one for you, nineteen for me 'Cause I'm the taxman Yeah, I'm the taxman Should five percent appear too small Be
(by Bob Marley) Stir it up; little darlin', stir it up. Come on, baby Come on and stir it up: little darlin', stir it up. O-oh! It's been a long, long
Stir me up, stir me up Make it hot, Make it naughty Stir me up, stir me up I like that, boy you've got me Stir me up, stir me up Make it hot, make
Louisiana, in the 'Bucket Of Blood' That was where they met, his eyes were like mud 'Cause his whole life he had nothing to see But he held on to her
If I put my hands around your wrists, would you fight them? If I put my fingers in your mouth, would you bite them? So many things that I would do if
And you know me now like a mother knows her child And you know me now like I came from your own body I can feel your pulse like a moth inside a jar And
Ain't a soul who's seen A loser like me it was she, it was she She put the devil in me Wasn't me, wasn't me I don't have it in me (That remains to be
I saw Jacob, he lay in the street He said the air out here is like amphetamine And I never ever wanna sleep again I wanna live 'till I die They took
Come, come like sugar my love Until the bitter taste is gone These images then burn my eyes Like the thumbprints of the sun Come, come everything to please
She could be found out dancin' At Ludlow Street and Stanton Oh, you should've seen her Shake it up like Orangina And even though she's a liar We got
Oh jack-o'-lantern man We will see who's laughing then Someday when push comes to shove We will see who's laughing then Oh jack-o'-lantern man If you
The birds are up when he collapses through her door Spilling out in constellations on her floor Soaked in liquor he is soft as bread And everything that
We are faster, faster than pain We are a never ending without a brain We have evolved, we have no feeling at all It is a brave new world Raise a glass
If time were ever to wear You away And circumstance should bind me If age should bring a dark night on my soul If fear and doubt should bind me Please
Small groove thing invades my veins Soul deserts and leaves this chain Here she's coming to me Revolver excludes this community Small groove thing take
All dressed up for the day of the dead I have been waiting It's coming soon enough The doors are open and the prowlers have all fled So tired of
You belong here, everyone's invited You can`t fail here, 'cause we can't fail united It's safe to be yourself here And it's time to go beyond here We
Ich hatte heut nacht einen Traum, Und dieser Traum war sonderbar. Ich saß auf einem Erbsenbaum, Weil ich im Traum ein Käfer war. Ich will