Fordítás: Doosu. Heal Yourself.
I'm a simple city boy With simple country tastes Smoking woild-grown mari-jo-wana keeps that smile on my face Depending on my mood, mood.... Listening
Wu Tang will survive, no no, you no now Wu Tang will survive 'cause everytime they flip a party You know the party screams and shouts 'Cause you, damn
A box full of treasure and a golden comb I was surely give to you when the moon is [young? ] And christmas is in june. I will paint an evening of which
I'm saving my money and buying my way into (Heaven) My TV evangelist showed me the way into (Heaven) Now make no mistake and I won't be forsaken (Heaven
Another dream goes up in smoke, huh And so, fire me up, another toke Yeah, I'm comin' on I've got master plans, by the dozens Flashin' through my brain
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It's our time to shine through the down Glorified by what is ours We've fallen in love We've fallen in love It was the best idea I ever had Today I fell
Who'll build a box for Black Paul? I'm enquirin' on behalf of his soul I'd be beholdin' to ya all for a little information Just a little indication, just
Alive alone now that they've gone dead but unburied I've seen it unfold, terrible scenes of agony Eyes in the darkness, echoing their madness The sights
Taking my mind away off things that makes me blind Now I can't even sleep when I'm drunk But I'm feeling just fine, you see to me its not so bad Dreaming
My bones wish to escape And run along an alien expanse To collapse from the heat In a cartoonish heap To sleep, oh, to sleep
[Paroles : Christian Decamps] La ville a revetu son manteau de loques Le sac au dos, j'patauge dans l'urinoir ! Le grand presbytere tire une gueule de
(Figure it out, fuckhead)
I feel like screaming My mind is burning You can see the pain in my face I wish I could be in a different place Marks on my back Because of this alien
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