The Last Temptation of Reid
Lard lyrics
Lard lyrics
"Sylvestre Matuschka Lyrics"
Chavez Lyrics
Brother, were you the next in line? I hope you saw your signs for what has happened and for what is yet to come So, Don't be, Afraid of this I Bleed
Brother, were you the next in line? I hope you saw your signs for what has happened and for what is yet to come So, Don't be, Afraid of this I Bleed
Red Alert from the Dairy Queen
To the Vatican from Panama City
Yeh... Yeh...
Calling Pope John Paul, ole buddy, ole pal
Hey - lemme crash at your place for a while
Yeh... Yeh...
I know I've shot your priests all full of holes
But you forgave the guy who shot you
I'm being persecuted, man
Let me in, let me in
Yeh... Yeh...
Voodoo priestesses and interplanetary crack
Oh yea O Woke up this morning found our love on the floor Deception tattooed cross my arm Well the art of the color jumps back into my hand Like a boomerang coming for m
Dignity Battalions terrify and rule the streets
Pictures of the Smurfs tattooed on the sides of their jeeps
When the mouse that roared
Bites the elephant that feeds
Ringmaster cracks
20,000 whips
Yeh... Yeh...
All I did was double-cross the CIA
G.E. and Lockheed do that every day
Yeh... 'Aw yeh...
The Gringoes siezed all my
Bangin' Lyrics
From West Coast Bad Boyz II. West-syy-eed Huh, niggaz be like wonderin where tha Ice Cream Man been at I been down South countin my marbles nigga But I got two sidespottery frogs
And teddy bears dressed in cammo fatigues
The Hitler poster by the Christmas tree
Save me, Tipper
They're blasting Bon Jovi at me
At me
Voodoo priestesses and interplanetary crack
I shall be released, thanks to my red underwear
Sex with boys and girls in my chopper high in the sky
When kinder gentler bombs
Explode in thousand points of light
Cara de Pina - Muere!
Cara de Pina - Muere! Muere!
Corrupto! Asesino!
Asesino!
The place is surrounded
I can't get away
Even sent the Stealth bomber
Just to prove it'll fly
For Yankee teen anguish
Use Pineapple Face
As American as where Coca Cola got its name
Yeh... Oh yeh...
I promise, monsignor, you can trust me
I'll even goon tour with David Crosby
Yeh... Yeh...
From West Coast Bad Boyz II. West-syy-eed Huh, niggaz be like wonderin where tha Ice Cream Man been at I been down South countin my marbles nigga But I got two sides
And teddy bears dressed in cammo fatigues
The Hitler poster by the Christmas tree
Save me, Tipper
They're blasting Bon Jovi at me
At me
Voodoo priestesses and interplanetary crack
I shall be released, thanks to my red underwear
Sex with boys and girls in my chopper high in the sky
When kinder gentler bombs
Explode in thousand points of light
Cara de Pina - Muere!
Con Il Nastro Rosa Lyrics
Inseguendo una libellula in un prato un giorno che avevo rotto col passato quando gi? credevo d'esserci riuscito, son caduto una frase sciocca un volgare doppio senso mi ha allarmato:
Muere!Inseguendo una libellula in un prato un giorno che avevo rotto col passato quando gi? credevo d'esserci riuscito, son caduto una frase sciocca un volgare doppio senso mi ha allarmato:
Cara de Pina - Muere! Muere!
Corrupto! Asesino!
Asesino!
The place is surrounded
I can't get away
Even sent the Stealth bomber
Just to prove it'll fly
For Yankee teen anguish
Use Pineapple Face
As American as where Coca Cola got its name
Yeh... Oh yeh...
I promise, monsignor, you can trust me
I'll even goon tour with David Crosby
Yeh... Yeh...