rent's paid south You said the urn was half full when I said it was half empty With what was left of our fair city Callin' the army corps of architects
" Elle se leva, la main crispe sur le papier un clin d'oeil discret La soire tait bien commence, ouais Dans toutes les situations, sans inhibition Elle donne son corps
dream, hallucination This beauty of paradise Even pigs might fly We're all mesmerised like flies 'round shit [Chorus:] Pigs, pigs, pigs Esprit de corps
there is no turning back for my obsession are you gone and i'm lost, what i'm looking for? lost all the time i've got. there's a sinful ghost inside
AIR CORPS LAMENT Mine eyes have seen the days of men who ruled the fighting sky With hearts that laughed at death and lived for nothing but to fly But
What's there to live for? Who needs the peace corps? Think I'll just DROP OUT I'll go to Frisco Buy a wig & sleep On Owsley's floor Walked past the
And all of the corpses walk step by step To the rhythm of your once beating heart Over and over they march, on and on To the same old songs Trying to
, non, non, non, non Si dans ton corps l?amour est mort Ne dis pas que tu m?aimes encore Si dans ton corps l?amour est mort Si dans ton corps l?amour
Sherwood (soprano, baritone saxophone) Suzy Creamcheese (telephone) Dick Barber (snorks) What's there to live for? Who needs the peace corps? Think
La femme des uns sous le corps des autres, A des soupirs de voluptes, On s'en fout quand c'est pas la notre, Mais celles des autres D'abord on se dit
this morning you got up early I was still sleeping I was exhausted I was having dreams that had blood in them that had weapons in them wet dreams wet
she rubs out your mind and captures your soul she rapes your conscience and then you really think she's loving you? she hynotizes your eyes and pump you
and Bugle Corp They've played every parade from here to Buffalo Jay Cee's always ask 'em back for more They know every football field everywhere they go Pittsville Drum And Bugle Corp
Artista: Roswell Corp. Cancion: ?Solo Soy? Verso 1: He intentado resistir No pensar en lo que siento Y mentirme sobre ti Pues no entiendo lo que siento
to the Peace Corp baby Never settle if you thought you made it And I'll take to you God only knows what I would do Send a letter to the Peace Corp baby
J'crois que les histoires d'amour c'est comme les voyages en train, Et quand je vois tous ces voyageurs parfois j'aimerais en etre un, Pourquoi tu crois
C'est pas vraiment des fantomes, mais leur absence est tellement forte, qu'elle cree en nous une presence qui nous rend faible, nous supporte. C'est ceux
