I Guess I'll Be Fine. The Rain Will Be My Holy Wine. No One Here Can See. Perhaps This Pain Is Meant For Me? Maybe I'm Wrong. But I Never Wander Off Again
Driving on bastard road Too much shit in my veins Has polluted my brains Walking my way home This terrible night Will end in a fight I don't need excuses
번역: ACT. 제단에서.
번역: 제단. CCC.
I Guess I'll Be Fine. The Rain Will Be My Holy Wine. No One Here Can See. Perhaps This Pain Is Meant For Me? Maybe I'm Wrong. But I Never Wander Off
then abuse me cause i don't wanna be the one they wanna see F.U.C.K. - the other gangs F.U.C.K. - the other gangs F.U.C.K. - the other gangs fuck
Yo Hump gonna do a lil somethin like this Lots of little knots that need to be tied A pair of knuckleheads walkin side by side down the altar
de la mano en los peores tiempos y que le entregen toda la vida en el beso mas intenso y que la lleven al altar, y que el amor sea el fundamento... ay
Lannigan's Ball (Traditional, arranged Neil Anderson/Kirk McLeod) (excerpt in chorus from 'Delirium Tremens' by C. Moore) Saint Patrick was a Gentleman
million dollar mack, need a billion dollar b**** Put my pimpin in your life, watch your daddy get rich Easy as A B C, simple as 1 2 3 Get down with UGK, Pimp C
need a billion dollar bitch Put my pimpin in your life, watch your daddy get rich Easy as A B C, simple as 1 2 3 Get down with UGK, Pimp C, B U N B
Rise, black amps tear the sky Riff hewn altar wreathed in smoke and weed Dopethrone, in this land of sorcery Dopethrone, vision through T.H.C. Dopethrone
I spread eternal dark on earth And raped the mother of christ C'mon baby Raise your knife Welcome darling To my sacrifice Tie the angel to the altar
raped mother of Christ (Oh, mother of Christ) C'mon baby raise your knife Welcome darling to my sacrifice (Oh, sacrifice) Tie the angel to the altar
of my hats. It's a small thing. You know... When I say you're a pork chop you best believe you're a pork chop. P-o-r-k C-h-o-p. When a fella comes
sentivo gi si riprende un po' riciclando un blues non c' pi fantasia tutto sembra trascinarsi cos qualche spunto, qualche idea troppo poco per sbloccarsi da qui non c
sentivo giu si riprende un po' riciclando un blues non c'e piu fantasia tutto sembra trascinarsi cosi qualche spunto, qualche idea troppo poco per sbloccarsi da qui non c
