Lyrics:
In a town by all the birch trees
Where my love said there'd be fallen leaves
It's a distance we can travel
It involved no parting of the seas
vannie plaas
Die die die baas vannie plaas
Ek van ek bly by my chommies ek skink 'n dop vir ou Grobbies
Ek stoot my eie damn trollie ek was my eie ou
and you hang a rope
I'm more than just the numbers on the paycheck
Working hard on pay just to live less
Oh my God I'm waiting for the recess
Give me
it's not our time to go
I know you want to die but just hang on
Bury me alive
This is our sickness inside
Walk off the edge of the earth
Slow
goosestep miles
Get the hard on when they're hunting
Prowling for their prey in packs
Real hard cards in real hard toe caps
They'd collapse should you
her picture hangs,
A brighter image of this land.
Step it up or speed me through,
Come along and take me with you.
April in your eyes
I
Lets start a war
Lets start a war
What the hell do you all these new bombs are for?
I'm feeling generous today
And I'm itching to make
place without a minute to waist
No looking over my shoulder
It's over
Been in prison locked and chained
Said you gotta trust and obey
But I'm
Don't pull away
Hang on by a fingernail
Or you will be deported
This is the best
This is the taste
Is it anything but a test
I keep thinking about
places his feet
Upon the frozen ground
A wind of evil sweeps him by
He who holds the flame,
Who stands up straight
Upon thee I will lay my blasphemy
You
your god now?
I'll point out his varied forms to you:
One: He hangs on the end of a tree
Two: He's nailed to the arms
Of that self-same tree
This is it, my great romance,
I want to hang on to this one big chance.
You're mine, my loneliness dies,
I feel fine with stars in my eyes.
Oh,
This is it, my great romance,
I want to hang on to this one big chance.
You're mine, my loneliness dies,
I feel fine with stars in my eyes.
Oh,
Asked her if we could hang for a while, just cruise in my caddy with me.
'Cause she's so fine.
And I wanna make her mine.
I hope tonight I will see her
to hit the switches on any vato I see
Two pumps to the front and one to the back
I always carry my quette so don't think I'll let you jack
Rolling
straight A's in school
And yeah, I sing in the choir
Never made a good liar
And I've been turned down
By every bigwig in town
But I'm not one to quit
This
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