it's so funny how I got to look. Like all the people in my comic books. Now I'm a star on my wall. Comic books. Comic books. Comic books. Comic books
In for the weekend Out for the night She gets caught in the curtains Lost in the lights But she's wearing a turban Feeling alright And she's hoping to
a pain in my tummy and it's hurting me I'm well and truly shatted by it all stained and scarred And brutalized just by day to day living But the comic
? You're walking around like luxurious dream He dresses like he came free with the enemy How can you bear to hold his hand? And then he says his name in comic
well i stare at the hole in my hands and i watch you slip away and i feel if i'd only done better than maybe i could make you stay and i stare at the
'd known me when I was alive, I was a funny fellow The crowd would hoot and holler for more I wore a drunks red nose for applause, oh yes I was a comical
Viens petite fille dans mon comic strip Viens faire des bull's, viens faire des WIP! Des CLIP! CRAP! des BANG! des VLOP! et des ZIP! SHEBAM! POW! BLOP
've seen me on television, I'm the lowest common denominator And this is all about your culture, so welcome to jolly Ol' England I'm the stand up comic
You really need to be a superhero 'Cause many times people will hurt you And try to mess you 'round and anyway My comic book heroes won't let me down Comic
Is this what you think of me, so hollow? Seems to take the place of things left behind Is this what becomes of us, never to be defined Thoughts still
Le ruote in mezzo al fango le strade un po distorte lui si nasconde invano nel grembo della notte si stringe nelle mani corre corre piu che puo scompare
Comica, comica La tua vita e comica Comica, comica Hai una vita comica I maestri sbagliati Li ho seguiti tutti Scegli da che parte stare Prima che sia troppo tardi Comica
Ci vorrebbe per finire: Una comica finale Una comica finale Una comica finale Una comica finale Una comica finale Una comica finale Na nana na nananana
pelo e contropelo e dentro un viso fatto ad anfora c'e un'anima che scivola via dagli occhi aguzzi che trasformano in un fatto naturale la comica finale
amare come uomini veri questi miei piccoli comici spaventati guerrieri e vorrebebro amare volare sui loro pensieri questi miei piccoli comici questi miei piccoli comici questi miei piccoli comici
Il m'avait dit de l'attendre dans le pub d'a-cote. J'ai attendu longtemps. Maintenant, j'ai mal aux pieds. J'ai meme l'estomac dans les talons et le talon
Rit: Fuori dai fumetti:siamo dei dispersi (x4) Verso1: Yeah! Benvenuti a Spriengfield puoi chiamarmi Bart Simpson, sono il moccioso che fotte i divi
My lead it ain't so graceful (Isn't so, not ain't so) I'M A HAPLESS ROMANTIC ST-T-TUTTERING P-POET JUST CALL ME A TRAGIC COMIC CAUSE I'M, IN, IN LOVE