like a video shoot, check this shit I take you back to Playboy, stash guns and whips Picture Afro, big shish, ka bobs and daishikis 1000 civil marched
intellectual about it. Everybody's talking about peace, but nobody's doing anything about it, except for a few people, and the things are, the grosvenor square marches
[spoken] 8 March 1998 dear mr prime minister, to be honest, im kind of disgusted with the state of this country and i am holding you directly responsible
When I left my home and my family My mother said to me "Son, it's not how many Germans you kill that counts It's how many people you set free" So I packed
the people Find out the new ways To start a new phase In a few days In a new place Crawled through the desert on naked feet A mile long line marching
coffee fetcher to the letter see it through riddles don't stupefy because at the moment we want to not know you to better know you don't be so german
Ogden, Webster, Simpson Yo, we the Bronx avengers Partners in these peelan adventures We the monster niggas in your dreams That be stomping ya senseless So be conscientious, if you march
slept in jungles with the leaches He saw things young man should never see And when they shot him in the shoulder He got back up and he marched over
marchan sobre polonia. las botas graciosas marchan sobre polonia. las botas graciosas marchan sobre polonia. los ninos alemanes marchan sobre polonia
German fatherland... I write to Germany, I write to Germany To Germany with love... Germany with love All quiet in Germany, all quiet in Germany (March 1: Departure -- March
or bit intellectual about it. everybody's talking about peace, but nobody's Doing anything about it, except for a few people, and the things are, the grosvenor Square marches
me porch, and I watch the parades pass before me. And I see my old comrades, how proudly they march, reviving old dreams of past glories And the old men march
of golden hair, surely tomorrow you'll feel blue, but then will come a love that's new, for you, Lili Marleen, for you, Lili Marleen. When we are marching
a long time ago When the universe consisted of nothing more elaborate than Mark Bolman, oh, thank you Frank And don't misspell it, that's not Marc Bolan
