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Another Piece of Metal: Tribute to Scorpions (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Best of Hard Rock, Vol. 2: Kiss/Scorpions/Alice Cooper (Hutchinson, Hutch) · The Best of Scorpions: Green Series (Scorpions) · Winning Combinations: Whitesnake & Scorpions (Whitesnake) · Be Aware of Scorpions (Michael Schenker) · A Tribute to the Scorpions (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Be Aware of Scorpions [Japan Bonus Track] (Michael Schenker) · Bad for Good: The Very Best of Scorpions (Scorpions) · Box of Scorpions (Scorpions) · The Best of the Scorpions, Vol. 2 (Scorpions) – and 90 other albums »
pretty, look young be fearless like the Scorpion the Scorpion the Scorpion and if by chance you cling to hate just rest assured it's your mistake
dust, scorpion sting crush Lion tough, lion rough Come on, follow and burrow and bite I'ma twirl the line when you cross and my phenomenon strikes
I'd say that I was all alone. I'd say that I was all alone. I'd say that I was all alone. But I will never be born as a scorpion. And you
into my soul It's black as coal like a bullet hole Fear not, get off your knees There's no defense, you'll do what I please, oh-oh! As I climb onto your
the powder You'll be on that hill all day Front edge digger, faceplant, it hurts Your face scraping hard in the hot cold ice Scorpion back pincher, ain't
ain't buyin' Man I live up at the top, so you keep climbin' No they can never catch up Me I'm the chick that keep 'em under pressure And ever nigga
Man I live up at the top, so you keep climbin' No they can never catch up Me I'm the chick that keep 'em under pressure And ever nigga smell her wan'
now Make it burn hard There ain't no tomorrow (no tomorrow) Burn hard No time to borrow (time to borrow) You gotta make it pay Lawdy-Mama live it all
a plastic rose is entwined And in the stillness of the twilight As the tumbleweeds wind I am crawling like a scorpion Across the melancholy time so shred
´m the sun, so alive A simple breath´s all I need to get by Words you speak are like dirt in my mind I´m gonna burn till all the stars die Flame on I
Standing on your window, honey Yes, I’ve been here before Feeling so harmless, I’m looking at your second door How come you don’t send me no regards?
by so we hid behind a tree I peeked out and they noticed me And said fondling the dead is a felony But you got nothing to fear 'cause we only came
The great one has fallen on his side Swarmed by the eight crocodiles I know them by their name and lives I save my father from them Crocodiles
dark Montana, long road Running fence, radio, trucks blow by Up high, no air, big dreams Take me back, take me back
I want to show you
and it saddens me To have to take tings to deadly measures And have you measured and shot for no pay It's assassination day I stalk my enemy like prey
To have to take tings to deadly measures And have you measured and shot for no pay It's assassination day I stalk my enemy like prey Tranqued by deceptional
Standing on your window, honey Yes, I’ve been here before Feeling so harmless, I’m looking at your second door How come you don’t send me no
you are awake Like a Spider weaving ist web to capture prey Or a scorpion swinging his sting to slay Now that you are awake - dreams that once found
with a mask in the night oh pass me the mic If its prophecy the first should be last I am the future you are primitive Mopheus I?m a scorpion these
on inside my mind nigga I don't see no other kind of solution to let this problems loose Therepidic for music it's sort a misuse to massage my [? ]
(Dickie Peterson) Yeahaiigh! Took a walk down by the industrial park You know the night was dark I heard the guard dog bark I turned around
If you come back to me Oh, here we go Just like a broken record skipping apart That we both oughta know by heart And I can still hear you singing
Chest out head back Yeah you know what I rep Strut like a Rasta Though I'm being chased by death I'll be gone 'til whenever Like the song by Wyclef
much colder, it rains in the winter Where I live so I entered the I-5 Just like this movie ?Big Trip? where five drive Across the country as they journey
niggas is punks They runnin' off at the mouth 'til I fill it up with my pump They jump, my automatic keep 'em wary Why you frontin' like you really