Deep Blue Something - William H. Bonney
Tekst :
Everyday a brand-new masquerade
In every page –
A perfect lie that lies in wait.
Save the best mask for me.
Open door, you’re free to take the world.
But make no mistake –
You’ve got to find your soul to save your self
I am Illuminatus.
CHORUS
Oh yeah, I’m sure my dad can lick your dad,
Your mother wears army boots man,
Your sister’s been with everyone.
No ma’am that must have been
Someone else then
I’m the one you call the door mouse
They call me “kid insatiable.”
Open hand, remember who’s the man
If you make a fist –
Prepare to bring the gun, and in its wake
To lose the life you wanted.
REPEAT CHORUS
Soldier boy, hey watcha fightin’ for?
You or me
Did you join the corps to prove yourself?
Well all our prayers are with you.
REPEAT CHORUS Inne utwory
Halo Cherry lime rickey Enough to get by Done Pullman, Washington Sun Home Hell in itself Parkbench She is A water prayer Light the fuse Byzantium Everything Daybreak and a candle end Dr. Crippen Song to make love to Losowe utwory
Yeah you know
They re gonna bring it down now
They re gonna wreck it down
Yeah
Something s come to rock me and I can t keep my head
I get nervous in the New York city streets
Where my legacy treads
I know I m better off...
Olen menettänyt enemmän kuin ikinä muut
Sillä ei ole väliä
koska minulla on enemmän kuin kenelläkään:
seinän takana Sinä
Vanno, rakkaani
että et muuta haluaisikaan
kuin likaiset käteni
Eihän minulla ole muuta annettavaa
Tunnet häpeäni
Puu
kaltereihin asti ulottuu
Unohdetaan ihan kaikki muu
Kuuntelen sinua, kun se on osani
Mun nimeni on Maria Magdalena
sun jalkojesi juureen langennut
Täällä kukaan ei kosketa
ota minut syliin sitten...
The roof, the
roof, the roof is on fire
We don`t need no water let the motherfucker burn, burn
motherfucker burn
[3x]
Hello my name is Jimmy Pop and I`m a dumb white guy
I`m not old or new but middle school fith...
Life
Mysterious life
Where we re moving around, dancing the rhythm of life.
Time
Mysterious time
Where we re counting the hours and days to the end of our time.
And we re feeling the change and we don t know why...
embé
candombe
milonga
tango...
mandinga
xango
candombe negro...
quilombo!
candonga!
...