I've done I can rest in peace, I'm one of the chosen ones I made it to Arlington And every time I hear twenty-one guns I know they brought another hero
he chose there to be Every man jack on board was a hero Every man jack on board there was brave Every man jack on board was a hero Each man risked a
And burned pine and poplar Other ingredients followed into the cauldron Opium, poppy, aloe, hemlock As the flames blazed He began to mutter his conjuration Chosen
our forces Called together all the heroes Equipped a hundred swordmen And a thousand men with crossbows We raised our swords Grasped the irons Lifted our bows And chose
the streets of the city Straight to the heart with each song The path he chose was a road to freedom And I kept following on My hero ... I heard the
a prayer Here's to the heroes Who change our lives Thanks to the heroes Freedom survives Here's to the heroes Who never rest They are the chosen We
face like all the rest, but something was different The Son of God would lead the way And soon they all would say There He goes, a hero, a savior to
a tidy end. Don't you know you've got a lot to answer for? You wanted shining heroes. You wanted sparkling knights. BUT THEY'RE GONE. You chose your
Sugar, spice, and everything nice These were the ingredients chosen To create the perfect little girls But Professor Utonium accidentally Added an extra
Chorus:you are my super hero (I said I said) you are my super hero) can I take you with me, can you come get me where we goin ,we going
natural mechanic, a skillful pilot a hero in The Wars But the Senator was aware of his existence and plotted another course Impatient with his teacher he chose
For a hundred dollar habit without overtime And the gold rolled through his veins Like a thousand railroad trains And eased his mind in the hours that he chose
bath Like metal greased in oil solution Walk this dire path Like heroes of the fort masada Apocalypse the end of the earth The transgalactic reich chromada A chosen
People say don't dream too tall 'Cause if you live your life that way You set yourself up for big falls I stay up late in my room at night Play my heroes
You might not be the chosen one Still you wait for your time to come But your faith has taken a tumble And your pride is shaken and humble, now You must
you might not be the chosen one still you wait for your time to come still your faith has taken a tumble and your pride is shaken and humble now you
you return again you will see The craven house of the greedy does rule Queen vanity everywhere bleeds treachery For the heroes of luck will decide On the chosen
Il a le regard econome Il a le verbe rare, ca me plait Il aime le chant des colombes et l'odeur du cafe Et ces petites choses qu'on fait sans y penser