Lyrics:
his tongue
Lyrics by KRS-One
DUCK! Sucker MC's DUCK!
BO! Duck down!
Sucker MC's duck!
DUCK! Sucker MC's Duck down!
I don't battle to lose
Bodhisattva, would you take me by the hand
Bodhisattva, would you take me by the hand
Can you show me the shine of your Japan
The sparkle
the fiddle
Yes, by crackies I can play a little
Bring it on down to my house honey, ain't nobody home but me
(yeah)
Bring it on down to my house honey,
AGNES DEI Lyrics & Music by Michael W. Smith
WORTHY Lyrics & Music by Don Moen
From the recording: Offerings, Track #4.
Alleluia, Alleluia
For our
Composition by Stimmenfeuer
Lyrics by Franzisca von Crayen
Composition by Stimmenfeuer
Lyrics by Franzisca von Crayen
Composition by Stimmenfeuer
Lyrics by Franzisca von Crayen
Composition by Stimmenfeuer
Lyrics by Franzisca von Crayen
I walked 47 miles of barbed wire
I got a cobra snake for a necktie
Got a house down by the roadside made out of rattlesnake hide
Come on child
(original lyrics: by shocking blue, cover by nirvana).
of my life dream girls
Because I was so inspired by Dina
I wrote songs that were saying all the things
I wish she would have said in the film
And I
house
Could easily crack a mortal, it
The spare room is fine
Though a little haunted
By Mr. Reagan who had hung himself at number 13
Mr. Reagan
house
Could easily crack a mortal, it
The spare room is fine
Though a little haunted
By Mr. Reagan who had hung himself at number 13
Mr. Reagan
the golf course I'm under par
And all the movies want me to star
I've got a house, a show place, but I get no
Place with you
You're so supreme, lyrics
Bodhisattva, would you take me by the hand
Bodhisattva, would you take me by the hand
Can you show me the shine of your Japan
The sparkle
On the golf course, I'm under par
Metro Goldwyn have asked me to star
I've got a house, a showplace
Still I can't get no place with you
'Cause you're
On the golf course, I'm under par
Metro Goldwyn have asked me to star
I've got a house, a showplace
Still I can't get no place with you
'Cause you're
house
Could easily crack a mortal, it
The spare room is fine
Though a little haunted
By Mr. Reagan who had hung himself at number 13
Mr. Reagan
No Man (No Hands) by Jackie Boyz Lyrics
No Man (No Hands) by Jackie Boyz Lyrics
No Man (No Hands) by Jackie Boyz Lyrics
duct tape stretched out
Ducked the fuck way down, waitin' to straight jump out
Put it over your mouth, and grab you by the face, what now?
Oh, you
La,
I'm gonna buy myself (buy myself)
a house without windows (windows)
So I won't see you walking by (walking by)
And you'll never see me cry
On the golf course, I'm under par
Metro Goldwyn have asked me to star
I've got a house, a showplace
Still I can't get no place with you
'Cause you're
Well I once could have married the king's third son
And a fine young man was he
But now I'm married to a house carpenter
And a nice young man is
On the golf course, I'm under par
Metro Goldwyn have asked me to star
I've got a house, a showplace
Still I can't get no place with you
'Cause you're
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