the world you can trace our tears. We were enslaved by the Pharoahs 'till God sent Moses. Even after he delivered us, it was no bed of roses. For forty
(Lyrics by Vicenzo Russo, Music by Eduardo Di Capua) A welcome breath of air carries the hollyhocks' scent. I watch you sleeping there, fragrant roses for your bed
be You could be mine Yeah! --- Drums: Matt Bass: Duff Lead and Rhythm Guitars: Slash Rhythm Guitar: Izzy Vocals: Axl Background Vocals: Duff, Izzy Don't Cry (alt. lyrics) (Stradlin'/Rose
love, tread on this bed of roses I don't believe in your love, don't give a fuck for roses Don't give damn for roses, no, no, no [Oliver Hartmann:]
along, C'mon along, hear the marchin' of the drum" I heard the marchin of the drum, An' it pained my heart, Heard the marchin of the drum, When the
If we sit here in silence the rain will never come This bone dry desert land it beats us like a drum And these unspoken words Are swimming in our bellies
