Lyrics:
dem
pelting waist
I am in My Happy place
This is forever
So Order de drinks Dem by de case
Man we aint got no time to waste.
Push Back Good Gosh Girl
at five)
A martyr's silent eyes
Petition the drivers as we pass by
Who'll be the last to die for a mistake
The last to die for a mistake
Whose blood
Another summer, another vacation is over
A September morning with the sun and the smell of the clover
Down by the gate, we sit and we watch all our
deathbed
Racked by fever and pain
Reaching for you at her bedside
At each breath she's callin' your name
Forward he leaned in the saddle
Pushing through
One evening when the sun was low
My brown eyes whispered, "I must go."
Not one second would she wait.
She kissed my cheek and left my gate
Yeah
Homey, if I go to Hell and you make it to Heaven
Just get me to the gate, and I'll talk my way in
Got a gift, I'm special with the flow I'm
To the tune of “Don't Stop Believing” by Journey
[Verse 1]
ct resting potentials, the m-gate is closed
But the h-gate is wide open
Both gates will
From my slumber I am woken
To see the gates of hell are opened
Argent energy runs in my veins
Manevolent power from the devils plane
The facility
Askin' why Joe wanders out no more
What will the kitten do, mother, all alone
Will he stop from his frolic for the day
Will he lie on his rug by
gate
Guilt by associate
The rushes wilted a long time ago
Guilty as you go
Stay off that highway
Word is, it's not so safe
The grasses that hide
I'm still alive
Blinded by tar, dying, fleeing
My head is placed atop the city gates
vždycky
Jsem byl sick dick
Koule na stole jsou něco jako svačina
Hrál jsem lolko holka mě u toho kouřila
Měl bys to zkusit taky
Možná by ses usmíval a nebo
on and stand by me
Come on and stand by, cause there is no time, no time to sit
I'll bet you'll be quick about it, and I know you will,
Once you learn that
gate
Guilt by associate
The rushes wilted a long time ago
Guilty as you go
Stay off that highway
Word is, it's not so safe
The grasses that hide
gulfs
A pathway to the source of existence
Dissolving into oblivion
Beyond the Ultimate Gate
Devoured by the Last Void
Merging with nothingness
and proud
Ain't no time to hesitate at the gate
Do it now
Bust-a-bus
What a gwan?
How you feel?
Feeling great
What you want?
I want to do it
So many people with nothing to do
Hundreds of buildings that block out my view
Watched by a tramp with a hole in his shoe
Standing alone
Silver couches to recline upon
And ornaments of gold
Silver moonbeams dance in fountains
Below shining citadels
Surrounded by silver gates ascending
out
The music in the air
The grounds were all surrounded by
A band of gallant men
Shoulder to shoulder, no fascist could get in
The music of the people
of Salem in his robes
Ranting out the coming of the Day
Ravens at the gates
Frightening all the visitors away
I lay down by the water
Dreamed a dream
So many people with nothing to do
Hundreds of buildings that block out my view
Watched by a tramp with a hole in his shoe
Standing alone
been branded by the iron, you been cut by the knife
There's a monkey on your back runnin' up and down your spine
Up and down your spine
You hunger
that towers
I made a city inside your name
So open up the gates
Open up the gates
Open up the gates
Open up the gates
I'll be your partner in crime
This is the house that Jack built, y'all
Remember this house!
This was the land that he worked by hand
It was the dream of an upright man
There
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