I've been drifting for years at sea But now, you've come along to rescue me And the fog is lifted We got the moon and the stars above Since you came
Hey, hey, mama Said the way you move Gonna make you sweat Gonna make you groove Ah, child The way you shake that thing Gonna make you burn Gonna make
Is that a wind or a bug? Is that a wind or a bug? Is that a wind or a bug? Is a windora bug Is that a wind or a bug? Is a windora bug Is that a wind
I got a minute Sixty tiny pieces of Your silver dollar For time is money, money love Don't set your watch back Who are we to rearrange These sixty minutes
As we spin in circles Walking a straight line As we spin in circles Walking a straight line As we spin in circles Walking a straight line As we spin
If you can heal the symptoms But not affect the cause It's quite a bit like trying to heal A gunshot wound with gauze If you instead attempt to wrest
Goodbye head, goodbye knees Goodbye, all you see there Don't you know the stars in the sky Might not even still be there? 'Cause it takes a thousand
Zig zag, long duration Zig zag, slow combustion When I roll a joint, good improvement I put some drugs inside, most important But very important, long
Dans les bas-fonds de la cite, Errant dans le metro Comme au sein de cette societe Ou l'on sent qu'on est de trop... Ensemble nous marchons, Sans gene
A?berall Melodien, bunte Bilder strA¶men auf dich ein Dein Unterbewusstsein ist das Ziel, je wilder desto mehr bringt_s rein Gehorche, sieh fern,
Old dreams return Disillusioned, I yearn Am I buried beneath sand and clay? The caress of cold soil With limbs crippled to the coil Locked inside a nightmare
So good to meet you, Mr. Chess I've always heard that you're the best At housing knights And castles high up in the air So I beseech you, Mr. Chess To
Queen to your King Don't be afraid to move away to safety I know you well, I can tell when your heart is feelin' lonely I've seen those knights in armour
You did it baby, congratulations, homie You made history, 1.1 million in a short week Screw a press conference, press this on your conscience! D-Block
the birds they sang at the break of day start again I heard them say don't dwell on what has passed away or what has yet to be all the wars, they will
[ARBITER] I've a duty as the referee At the start of the match On behalf of all our sponsors I must welcome you Which I do -- there's a catch I don't
Florence: Well we can?t complain that you?ve been ignored by the press. Freddie: What they say? What they say? Florence: They?re not to polite Freddie
Ensemble: No one can deny that these are difficult times No one can deny that these are difficult times Molokov: Ms. Vassey Florence: Mr. Molokov Ensemble