can't imagine why anyone would disagree never pro- and alway con- must be in my DNA my goddamn. God! my po... my polish blood My polish blood!! Polish blood! (x2) My, my goddamn polish
just wouldn't do You better polish those shoes, you better polish those shoes No one should see the dirt you've been through Get in there and polish
we go Polish the chrome Polish the chrome Polish the chrome Polish the chrome Okay, english accents. Polish the chrome the bloody chrome Polish the chrome the bloody chrome Polish the chrome Polish
The music was new black polished chrome And came over the summer like liquid night. The DJ's took pills to stay awake and play for seven days They went
Polishing the looking glass There's no one to be Without you here Everything's fine, I'm starting over Polishing the looking glass This is isn't over Polishing
Now I fall to the groundi can't get up, well never mind I know you'll pull me up by my bones And say I'm sand to polished stone Today's gone and it won
' I think I'm going to be killed Just like my grandfather My Polish blood on England's soil is spilt Just like my grandfather My Polish blood On England
lots of love to give, and it's all mine She don't need nothing extra 'Cause she came with all the options My baby don't need no polish to shine She
Got with the program, swallowed it whole, Sugar made it easy, ice made it cold. Reached out and touched them on a tv screen, Broke out the polish,
Polish Poem David Lynch Chrysta Bell - lyrics I sing this poem to you... on the other side, I see Shall you wait, no one (?) It?s far away, far away
To swim in troubled waters for days, To wait here for the end. To float in air, too heavy from almost nothing. To whom to reach out a hand? If I
Rip your skirt off wipe the hurt off You know it tears my heart out when you Flirt with danger and any stranger You're not as stupid as I look Before
can't imagine why anyone would disagree never pro- and alway con- must be in my DNA my goddamn. God! my polish my polish blood My polish blood!! Polish blood! [x2] My, my goddamn polish
Sibilant and macabre Walpurgis sauntered in Skies litten with five-pointed stars The work of crafts surpassing sin As She graced Her window ledge - An
They see the automation and they will not default. We accept these devious schemes because there are no morals in this economy. No heart. Polish up the
Now I fall to the ground I can't get up, well never mind I know you'll pull me up by my bones And say I'm sand to polished stone Today's gone and it
The music was new black polished chrome And came over the summer like liquid night. The DJ's took pills to stay awake and play for seven days They
