Yeah, Yeah Thats right Its the gangster Capone the one and only Smashin on you punk suckaz Its my turn ese My turn to represent this gangster shit
We have no secrets We tell each other everything About the lovers in our past And why they didn't last We share a cast of characters from A to Z We know
Unto those who have enough you give more free of charge What becomes of those with nothing? You stand back and let them starve Well is your conscience
Tusentals kopior st?pta i samma form Alla med samma ?sikt, alla med samma m?l Maskinell kloning skapade deras liv Tusentals framst¤llda p? l?pande band
Bevor du mich zerbrichst Will ich dass du es mir versprichst Die Sonne wird nicht untergehen Die Erde wird sich weiterdrehen Es ist der Traum, der sich
Your eyes reveal what your lips conceal If there's something on your mind Things like goin' without me a knowin' Well, there's no time like the present
If you're cold and you're alone And you don't know where to go You can call me anytime Nothing's changed, I am still here If you're running out of breath
She seems a little lost, with nazi golden locks She is drawn to my dirt, whenever I'm hurt And need to be cured This city never stops We never do what
Everything I have in mind It begins to fade away I searched for it and I longed for it And now I know it's gone Everything has slipped away And I'm so
... vor meiner inneren Leinwand zeihen Orkane dahin ich bin unterwegs auf 'ner Reise und weiß nicht wohin Ich fliege auf einem Lichtstrahl vorbei
Around me: I stand on the shore The waters are black and swirling I hold a black mirror in my hands The /swastiked/ winds sweep around me Their arms the
"Consider the lillies of the field" Consider the carnage and massacre Consider the love and embraces Consider the hangingred skies Consider the pain of
Then I looked into her young eyes From eighty years she looks back Into my young eyes And she is gone To where? Where has her soul gone? Body found yes
Sorry then bird flight Passes across my window Sorry then dog crouches Under the still sun Sorry then oi je Regrette tout ce ue J'ai fait Où le
Circles within circles We ride through them all Circles within circles "In the midst of the Southern regions..." There a man rests and weeps This year
Into the bloody hole we'll go Oh no oh no Into the sharp swords we shall go Oh no no Or be tugged anyway Goodbye goodbye Goodybye goodbye Shake those
We've got a farm, a barn of a farm Right in the middle of a swamp There ain't any charm in our little farm Right in the middle of the swamp Now nothing
Adam stands on docetic mountain The woman's face is full of stars In the words of the book And with the lips of the book And the trumpet and the seal