Lyrics:
Soon the men, they gonna need ya
Gotta use the method right now
Gonna use the men, gonna kill 'em
When nobody seem to know how
Men in black, they
Happy death men stand in lines
Happy death men
Happy death men polish and shine
Happy death men
Happy death men
The last breath men
Happy
The best in men's clothing
Call Paul's Boutique, ask for Janice
The number is 718-498-1043
That's Paul's Boutique and they're in Brooklyn
The best in men's clothing
Call Paul's Boutique ask for Janice
The number is (718) 498-1043
That's Paul's Boutique and they're in Brooklyn
Many men came here as soldiers
Many men will pass this way
Many men will count the hours
As they live the longest day
Many men are tired
on earth, good will to men)
And in despair I bowed my head
"There is no peace on earth," I said,
For hate is strong and mocks the song
Of peace
that shit was the BRABUS
That's why I be racin' em (BRABUS)
Yeah, we bought the four-door, had to get ready for war
Yeah, we bought the four-door, had
Sing a song of sad young men, glasses full of rye
All the news is bad again, kiss your dreams goodbye
All the sad young men, sitting in the bars
Sing a song of sad, young men, glasses full of rye
All the news is bad again, kiss your dreams goodbye
All the sad, young men, sitting in the bars
beer and throw
The cans out in the street
Playboys sit and sip red wine
Some drink malt whiskey neat
And if you can, you talk about some men
Baby if you
Ten thousand men on a hill,
Ten thousand men on a hill,
Some of 'm goin' down, some of 'm gonna get killed.
Ten thousand men dressed in oxford
men
The word of the Lord
Say amen
Amen
And the word of the Lord say
I met you try like a plant in the field
And you grow mature and you become very
past ten
For the first time in history
It's gonna start raining men
It's raining men hallejulah
It's raining men amen
It's raining men hallejulah
It's
No weak men in the books at home
The strong men who have made the world
History lives on the books at home
The books at home
It's not made by
for me, then I don't care
Fools rush in where wise men never go
But wise men never fall in love
So how are they to know
When we met, I felt my
glej, g wagon brabus
Spomnem se, ko sm zacenjou se
Ko mi noben od njih ni verjeu
In spomnem se kako smejal so se
Ko sm govoru jim, da js bom peu
Love is a razor and I walked the line on that silver blade
Slept in the dust with his daughter
Her eyes red with the slaughter of innocence
And I
needs the power of love,
to make a big man cry
(ohh-ahh, ohh-ahh)
Men!, Men! Rock Hard Men!
Needs the power of love,
to keep himself in the frontline!
women
(Men, men) they can't live without them
And in the garden, lust began
The animal instinct, the wanton man
She fed him with a hunger, an appetite
Love is a razor and I walked the line on that silver blade
Slept in the dust with his daughter
Her eyes red with the slaughter of innocence
But I
thought how as the day had come
The belfries of all Christendom
Had rolled along unbroken song
Of peace on earth goodwill to men
And in despair I
Shape is still asleep with toys
As tall as men the pictures in hallway turning inside
Whispers unseen jumping against the sky
Slipping away, he
I ain't no good to you
I've got men in the east, men in the west
But my man here in Harlem always loves me the best
I'm an evil gal and I need
resentment?
How can I make you see
When you disagree
That you just can't leave?
One in a million men
Could change the way you feel
One in a million men
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