Lyrics:
wrote a ditty 'bout a fella who could romp
This is the tune "King Porter Stomp"
When Porter's stridin' hands are flyin'
An' all his fingers are
to reach Heaven, I'd gladly crawl
The smallest and weakest who love Him are tall
If you miss Heaven, you'll miss it all
one wants to see
I just want to scream hello
My God it's been so long
Never dreamed you'd return
But now here you are and here I am
Hearts
Well, I knew she belonged
To someone else at the time,
But lonely lookin' women
Are a weakness of mine.
So I bought all she said about the love
Why does his heart keep burning for Teresa
When we'd give all the world just to have him alone for our beau
Whenever we are near him our hearts begin
is wet with heavy rain
The passengers for Allentown are gone, the train is slowly moving on
But I can't see you any place, and I know for sure I'd
lies there
One day his mother said
When Pierre climbed out of bed
Good morning, darling boy, you are my only joy
Pierre said I don't care!
What
much more fun, I must confess
When lives are on the line
Not mine, of course, but yours, old boy
Now that'd be just fine
Release me fast or you will
without you
It hurts, but I'd come running back for more
Cause everybody's somebody's fool
Everybody's somebody's plaything
And there are no
Eve I can't believe
That you could mean
What you just said
Think of what you are
How very far you are from being real
Look
Walk up to the club, I look like money
I'd be spending how I like 'em, bags real heavy
Green and gold, I want it
Dig my song? You owe me
Pretty
Kings Dream
Frontline, Independent, Everyone at Reach
We wear the same jersey but
All got different roles
Catch me in the afterparty where the
Streets are
the thuggish
The, the, the, the thuggish
The, the, the, the thuggish ruggish
Fuck who you are (pussy)
I've got a knife that'll
Run through your heart
All dem
ready
Are you ready to rock
To rock the hip hop
Remember the day Run-D.M.C with Aerosmith got to walk this way
Smashed the ceiling for those who were
Sometimes I don't wanna wake up
What is life?
What is life, but a Dream
Or fictional scenes in 3D on demand from your digital screens?
Are we
Take me down to the Paradise City
Where the grass is green and the girls are pretty
(Take me home) Oh, won't you please take me home?
Take me down
Folk de säger "Din son är en stjärna" mamma
Fan jag kan inte fatta
Jag och Dana som en fläta mamma
Och fan det är ba fakta
Mycket skit snurrar i min
Yeah
I need time
I need space
Seen too many man freeze up in real life when they see my face
Test me are you dumb
Couldn't run my race
Both feet
Qui veut la paix se prépare à la guerre
Qui veut la guerre se prépare à la paix
A-R-T
Sun Tzu, l'Art de la guerre c'est soumettre l'ennemi sans
alone
Cause I wish you would be with me
For life and its catastrophes
I just thought together we'd stand
But now I'm looking for your hand
Where are
Big A, little A, bouncing be
The system might have got you but it won't get me
1, 2, 3, 4
External control are you gonna let them get you?
If I knew you walked in front of me
I would run, I would run after you.
Oh, if only, I knew you were in front
I would run, I'd run so fast after
The natives are restless tonight, sir
Cooped up on estates with no hope in sight
They need some kind of distraction
We can give them that
'Cause
As a consequence of which, they must find money by these means
We say we are against those means
Not because we are moralists, not because we are religious freaks
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