What door are you unlocking today? The door to success is always open What door are you unlocking today? The door to success is always open First door
I say goodbye to you all at once - I don't dare to face you all alone. I went from wreckage to world class with a box of t-shirts and some records to
I'm knocking on death's door Will I take my rest among the blessed? Mother, are you waiting? Father, are you pacing? I'm coming home I'm knocking on
Now that your love is all behind me that door will never open up again No other heart will ever find me that door will never open up again You locked
Big Mama's Door Goin' down in Chickasaw, gon' take that right hand road Goin' down in Chickasaw, gon' take that right hand road Bet I ain't gon' stop
(curly m.c.) Latin chant (salve regina) Eia, ergo, advocata nostra, Illos tuos misericordes oculos ad nos converte Et iesum, benedictum fructum ventris
She's a slack one, born of greed Speaking endless words, long and empty A beggar who still wants to choose A dethroned queen still demands her due If
It's about as useless as a screen door on a submarine Faith without works baby, it just ain't happening One is your left hand, one is your right It'll
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(M. Spohn, R. Peinelt, A. Torkler) (from the album "InFormation", 1995) are you sure that you can love me forever do you think we can be friends forever
There's a spanner in the works you know You gotta step up your game to make to the top so go, oh Got a little competition now, you're going to find it
Another Saturday, another careless move Tell the world that you're thinking of what to do A window opens up and someone calls your name But I can tell
It starts in the theater A night of encounters If I hadn't been there If not for a cigarette And you could see it change Look past the blinding light
You won't believe what I tell you White coats and clever minds will choose You get a lot from this loose tongue and arrogance It's not appropriate, don
In a few weeks, I will get time To realize it's right before my eyes And I can take it, if it's what I want to do I am leaving, this is starting To feel
I was wrong, I take it back Now can we get along? Give up the slack You know it all could be much easier But I'm still traveling, I'm still traveling
And she spoke words That would melt in your hands And she spoke words of wisdom To the basement people, to the basement Many surprises await you In the
Low in our hearts We're low in our heads All in good time Do you want it? Do you want it? Do you want it all? Do you want it? Do you want it? Do you