Lyrics:
fatalnie
Jego ręce drżały jego oczy były przekrwione
I nawet jak na czarnego był bardzo blady
I was down in old Joe's barroom
On the corner by the square
to me
With your ceaseless gripes
Of what the world should be
You've been blinded by your own mind
The shallow words of grief
You got used to blaming
Side by side with you
And peer through that old black window
And see red-blue skies so near, but
say the word
And I'll be ready to make a sacrifice
Stay
the softest substance in the world
At yet, it can penetrate the hardest, rock
Or, anything granite, you name it
Umm.. water also is insubstantial; by that I
ain't gonna hang around here still,
Cause your eyes are filled with evil
I'm gonna tell the world and watch you hang
Shut your mouth and come inside now,
Not one to wish my time away
This year Im’m holding out for Christmas Day
Coca cola red, evergreen and gold
Colours fill your eyes tonight, it’s
past
And all the days behind bars
Count my tally for the day
Add another still enslaved
Ima pull thru fuck you say
Run this town
Like jay
People try
to come by
But thank you
I'm here every day!
A ruble for this painting
It's Romanov, I swear!
Count Yusupov's pajamas, comrade
Buy the pair!
I
The world is cold, the heaven grey
The dark clouds travel faster
The frozen wind cut in my face my nose is red
With every step I go I hear
The snow
Big Joe McKenny
With his eyes bloodshot and red
Gather round and now all you sinners
I'm gonna tell you just what Big Joe said
When I went down to St.
Moon is on the river
River's on the edge
I'm standing in this darkness
Standing on the ledge
Watching city lights
Shining red, white and blue
I got
a mouth
The most oblivious neurotic modest goy on the couch, but
I'm a get it, like Joan and Melissa got it, don't sweat it
Try to boil my meta data,
the jurisdiction
You wouldn't have escaped from yet another conviction
Our justice system's foolproof - you couldn't get away
When you were caught red-handed - just
hasn't changed
I chased a lot of dreams and some of them came true
Ain't it funny how the very place I ran from is the place I'm runnin' to
Another
changed
I chased a lot of dreams and some of them came true
Ain't it funny how the very place I ran from is the place very I'm runnin' to
Another
wrong for her to share with another
Long as she touch my lips and my fingers, fuck it, we swingers
Cause it's Jane that keeps me sane
For what the world
But what if I never gave that part of myself away
Another year has past you by but still you're not far, so far.
You're not where you should be
You
like this?
So she prays to God
To believe in trust,
In hope, in life, in love
Whoa, I'm coming back to the world
I, I'll start it over again
a Heather
Smell how gangsta you are
Martha, I'm so sorry
Yo, girl
Feel a bit punchy?
She's not looking so well
Still, you've earned that red
a Heather
Smell how gangsta you are
Martha, I'm so sorry
Yo, girl
Feel a bit punchy?
She's not looking so well
Still, you've earned that red
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