you scour the sea After you've got your converts you make them Twice as fit for hell! As you are yourselves! Alas, alas for you Lawyers and pharisees
land you scour the sea After you've got your converts you make them Twice as fit for hell! As you are yourselves! Alas, alas, for you Lawyers and pharisees
just wish, the F-ing bell would ring Let's get ready for verse number 2 The message on the cell says she's waiting on the call for me To tell her that
you love? Would you love? Could you love? Could you love me? Could you love? Would you love? Could you love? Could you love me? Could you love? Would you love? Could you
, anymore? You want what you want You want what you want You want what you want You want what you want You want what you want You want what you want You
tu, baby I'm singing for somebody like you What about you I'm singing for someone Someone like you Tu, dime a quien le cantas 'Cause there's something about you
Perhaps you think the Creator sent you here to dispose of us as you see fit If I thought you were sent by the creator I might be induced to think you
English: Listen to my heart Sorrowful, alas I am lost without you And your wife The great love in your life She guided me Be with me always Day
you know what I'm thinking, feel what I'm feeling, cause you're my best friend, true. True. You see through me. Ohh, you. You. You. You. Ohh, you. You. You. You
beat it, like you was billy jean You grown and you sexy, you following the fiend That coconut Ciroc, see thats all we really need You in college now, so you
grave, papa You know they smile in your face You know they try to take space I let you punks know you ain't safe 'Cause you know you're just dead-weight
like Cheech and I'm kickin' it wit' Chong Just like Cheech and Chong frontin' with 'ice cream' Cypress Hill is here to give you a nice dream Speak it like a rolla', and you
and forty-five in the state, keep it poppin' Boy, what you slangin' Boy, what you slangin' Ridin' big body, playboy, what you sangin' Smashing down ten
For if my love were an earthly knight, as he is an elfin grey I'd not change my own true love for any knight you have" So Janet tied her kirtle green
ven, ven, ven translation Days of the Angels Do not sleep my little angel, and don't cry for me! That here the cold does not reach me for the fire I have lit You
sisters had more gall One preacher said, "Sing out loud and clear, it's the only life you've got And the next one said, "Be good on earth You've another