with a pinch of salt, take it to the taxman Let me back, let me back, I promise to be good Don't look in the mirror At the face you don't recognize
Music :rudolf schenker Lyrics:klaus meine She's knocking at my door That little angel knows the score She's knocking at my door But I won't let her out
Someone's knockin at the door Someone's brining the swell Y'all really want the fuckin war Golden Arms bringing the swell Somebody knockin at the door
of the times we're in today Matthew 24 is knockin' at the door And there can't be too much more to come to pass Matthew 24 is knockin' at the door And
bit better Who at my door is standing Patiently drawing near? Entrance within demanding Whose is the voice I hear? Sweetly the tones are falling Open the door
a way Well, if it takes forever, and it may I'm gonna...gonna...I'm gonna keep (chorus) Knockin' at your door Late in the midnight hour Knockin' at your door
There's a screened-in porch in the front but not the back The back's just got a door and a crepe myrtle bush And a little ole dried up garden and some
Who at the door is standing Patiently drawing near Entrance within demanding Whose is the voice I hear All through the dark hours dreary Knocking again
It distracts me from the sound in my heart (chorus) Can you make that sound go away? It keeps knock knock knocking all day I think there's somebody there Standing at the door
penetrate right through me Every time I wind up back at your door Every time I wind up back at your door Every time I wind up back at your door
left in the rain Like a candle burns away its light We all suffer loss at death's door We all suffer loss at death's door As surely day changes into
Knock Knockin, who's there? Matado at the door; knocking till midnight. Sell his soul to hell, he lost the bull fight. Nothing's okay; everything's no
Here we go You're looking at the real deal now (Whoo) Gonna kick your sorry ass out on the street You used to think you own the streets Well pack your
I looked at you You looked me I smiled at you You smiled at me And we're on our way No we can't turn back, babe Yeah, we're on our way And we can't turn
it I'm teasing But it's hard to keep track when you're watching your back But I gotta get back at them Suppose they close the door Suppose they close
LITTLE MOMMA COME A KNOCKIN', COME A KNOCKIN' AT MY FRONT DOOR, DOOR, DOOR; CRAZY LITTLE MOMMA COME A KNOCKIN', COME A KNOCKIN' AT MY FRONT DOOR, DOOR
at my door [Chorus 2X] But I guess that I'm up on thangs for sure And I hear money knocking at my door Can I hear money knocking at my door Can the
t realize that I I know you're coming for me They say I'm going crazy Don't care how long it's taking I know you're down the road Almost at my door