Lyrics:
[Wyclef (Lauryn Hill)]
Yes, Refugee Camp (Yeah, Yeah Refugee Camp uh! Ah!)
Yo, It never stops, what?!
We comin' back! (Murder that boy!)
Wunderbar auf weider zane
Hitlers in the charts again
You look like a tramp put you in a camp
Join the shower quenue in your dancing shoes
Be the dancing
you'll camp out by the lakes and forests.
I lie alone in our old bed,
Your laughter it's echoin' inside my head.
I close my eyes, I smell your hair
A canvas covered cabin in
A crowded labor camp
Stands out in this memory I revile
'Cause my daddy raised a family there
With two hard working hands
camp
En laissant en souvenir du printemps
Des feuilles qui virevoltent au vent
D'un automne qui ne prend pas de gants
Pour venir me dire à bout
Refugee camp
Turn me up give me some more
Tom Jones your ready baby
Yeah that's it
Let go
[Chorus:]
One, two toms coming for you
Three, four
drinkin' I'd just hold you back
Go on and sign the contracts hon and I'll read about you
In some old newspaper blowin' cross some lonesome hobo camp
Me
The Missouri, she's a might riverAway you rolling river
The red man's camp lies on her bordersAway, we're bound away across the wide
Missouri,
Estirat en un camp vast.
Suren els colors com boira clara.
Ho veig tot tan borròs...
Plouen imatges camp enllà.
Aixeco el cap i que em caiguin a la
Je fous le camp
Je fous le camp
Je fous le camp
D’ici
Y a plus le temps
Y a plus le temps
Moi j’me barre d’ici
Je fous le camp
Je fous le
Țăranul e pe câmp,
Țăranul e pe câmp,
Ura, drăguța mea,
Țăranul e pe câmp.
El are o nevastă,
El are o nevastă,
Ura, drăguța mea,
El are o nevastă.
Camp Mice
Camp Mice
Camp Mice
Don't believe their lies!
Beady Red Eyes!
Don't believe their lies!
Beady Red Eyes!
Chewed through my pack!
cte all my
de camp, retrouvaille des païens
Une troupe de saltimbanques se montre
Les gens se massent à sa rencontre
Des étoiles filantes se montrent
will abide in your camp forever
I will trust in the shelter of your wings
I will abide in your camp forever
I will trust in the shelter of your wings
First Blood, Sean John Rambo
Whoooo, as you can see, I'm focused
Boot Camp for life, fuck the G.I. Joe shit
Boot Camp is an Army, better yet a Navy
They'd call it a wasteland
Auslander plates
You know its armor was human
Drove stakes into the main camps
Eyesockets sank into
The back of its
stockbrokers who own Marriott's
Blast shots for all my niggas who splash cops
The rich Corleone camp is here, thousand and one
Corner son, fake a jack, you
(human beings)
Other side you got the soldier getting ready for boot camp (soldiers)
They're both at war (this is life)
Stay with us
Did you ever
of salvation
To put the love of God in our soul
We need a shole lot more of Jesus
And a lot less rock and roll
We need more old time camp meetings
Boy, let's wind some
Yes, I worked in a levee camp
Just about a month ago
Says, I worked in a levee camp
Just about a month ago
Says, I wired
The FEMA plans to imprison American citizens have generated
A lot of interest around the country
In locating the potential prison camps throughout
across Green River
Well
Up at Cody's camp I spent my days, yeah
With flat car riders and cross-tie walkers
Old Cody Junior took me over
Said,
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