so rehearsed You think your clothes and actions control the universe Listen, what you'd better do Listen, better change your head Listen, or there's nothing we can do Listen
Fordítás: Idol, Billy. Hallgat.
had a problem with homicide, crazy ass suicide Sucka mothafuckin' pussy dreams and I died Black from the hell raised, don't want'cha dead days No one listens
have been written Rumors have been circulated Autographs faked The hourglass smashed and didn't leave me an escape Moving boxes have been worn out Mantlepieces dusted Idols idolized
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas, Just like the ones I used to know. Where those tree-tops glisten, And children listen To hear sleigh bells in the snow
Sleigh bells ring, are you listening, In the lane, snow is glistening A beautiful sight, We're happy tonight. Walking in a winter wonderland. Gone away
stiff, blow smoke from this foul drift Nigga with the 6 story, throw em off the cliff As I speak the shit to put my name on the list The small thug with
em all stiff, blow smoke from this foul drift Nigga with the 6 story, throw em off the cliff As I speak the shit to put my name on the list The small
was in a situation Where I could get jerked I'm like the mechanic, all I do is bodywork Want my money? You must be a fool 'Cause like Billy Idol said
(Billy Idol) [Chorus:] Come home, it's a brand new day Come home, my Sherri, Sherri runaway Come on, there's a devil to pay Come home, my Sherri, Sherri
gangster, too graphic for you born-again faggots My words inspire people like the ten commandments I floss with diamond teeth, SCUBA dive on a private beach Billy Idol
: (Billy Idol) [Chorus:] Come home, it's a brand new day Come home, my Sherri, Sherri runaway Come on, there's a devil to pay Come home, my Sherri,
too graphic for you born-again faggots My words inspire people like the ten commandments I floss with diamond teeth, SCUBA dive on a private beach Billy Idol
a problem with homicide, crazy ass suicide Sucka mothafuckin pussy dreams and I died Black from the hell raised, don't want'cha dead days No one listens
Leave em all stiff, blow smoke from this foul drift Nigga with the 6 story, throw em off the cliff As I speak the shit to put my name on the list The
I never never was a Situation where I could get jerked Like a mechanic, all I do is bodywork Want my money? You must be a fool Cause like Billy Idol said
