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we go back to the Bay Area and get some crabs? [Young Man, "King of All Animals"] Let's see how the judges react... judges? [silence] Come on judges, react! [MF Doom
Translation: Monks of Doom. Geode Ii.
Translation: SkyMarshall Arts. Doom (End Of Days Part Ii).
This house is dark and shuttered Luck has gone out the door No daytime will shine In this empty room no more Bad news is all the wind can carry I heard
''My shadow follows me Wherever I should chance to go'', John The Gun did say. ''If you should chance to meet me As I wander to and fro, Sad would be
If the wife and I are fussin', brother that's our right 'Cause me and that sweet woman's got a license to fight Why don't you mind your own business (
You gave so many things to remember you by Like a heart full of emptiness like tears in my eye When my heartaches all have gone It will be because you
I'm walking through a wasted land Of soft sell concrete and rust What ever happened to this country? Where is the hand you can trust? Walk down, walk
My young love said to me "My mother won't mind And my father won't slight you for your lack of kind" And she laid her hand on me and this she did say
Was there ever a winter so cold and so sad The river too weary to flood The storming wind cut through to my skin But she cut through to my blood I was
I feel for you, you little horror Safe at your mother?s breast No lucky break for you around the corner ?Cos your father is a bully And he thinks that
When the stone is grown too cold to kneel In crystal waters I'll be bound Cold as stone, weary to the sounds upon the wheel Now be thankful for good
I drew near to the house of Layla It was then I heard her call Her sweet voice made me wish that it would never end at all Oh you say you see some good
I?m just a little beggar girl and Sally is my name You can call me a skiver and I?ll call you the same You can show me you?re sorry if you think it?s
Across the evening sky, all the birds are leaving But how can they know it's time for them to go? Before the winter fire, I will still be dreaming
There's riders in this county They're taking heads for bounty Wake up Corinne, they come to ride us down Sweetness we have tasted The time to move is
