Some live off the land Some grow tired of the old gas lamp And some turn to strangers along the way Some holy tramp on a desert plain Some pour a drink
(s. weiland) Ahh... california Ahh... so you know Ahh... arizona Ahh... the girl's a ho Arizona Can't breathe California Always on your knees Believe
It burns when it's died Runs down my side Before the dawn Robs me of the dark I will remember I never ever Thought for one second It would take me over
When I look back, boy I must have been green Bopping in the country, fishing in a stream Looking for an answer trying to find a sign Until I saw your
Tread on my face if you like, little lady Turn me inside out if you have to, baby But don't you cross me off your list I am young and I ain't never been
Ooh I got a busted wing and a hornet sting Like an out of tune guitar Ooh she got Hercules on her side And Diana in her eyes Some men like the Chinese
Cool grass blowing up the pass Don't you know I'm feeling mellow I love your roman nose, the way you curl your toes, baby Make me feel so mellow It's
I have to say my friends This road goes a long, long way And if we're going to find the end We're gonna need a helping hand I have to say my friends
There's a river runnin' sweat right through our land Through our land Driven by a man with a bull whip in his hand In his hand And I've taken just as
Now I know, "Spanish Harlem" Are not just pretty words to say I thought I knew, but now I know That rose trees never grow in New York city Until you'
I'm getting bored Being part of mankind There's not a lot to do no more This race is a waste of time People rushing everywhere Swarming 'round like flies
I got frostbitten in the winter Ice skating on the river With my pretty little black-eyed girl She'd make your darn toes curl just to see her I got a
A) scenario In long years of ancient time, stood alone a friend of mine. Reflected by the ever-burning sigh of a God who happened by. And in the dawn
, yeah yeah Going back, whoa whoa Going back, yeah yeah Gotta get back, gotta get back Going back to the Chateau Going back to the Chateau Going back to the Chateau
Dans le chateau q'on apercoit sur la montagne tellement macabre a tel point que il semble un bagne le baron joue aux carte et bois sec la marquise
Je suis un chateau d'Edgar Alan Poe Un chateau a faire fremir les corbeaux Chez moi y'a pas d'eau, il n'y fait pas chaud Si tu as peur: Vade retro Si
She freezes me with her sapphire eyes that could rarely contain fire What will you do with your life now? Turn to my shoes and you ask how far-fetched
chateau rouge nous on se pose tous les deux mon amoureux et puis on cause surtout la nuit quand ya du vent a chateau rouge a chateau rouge (Merci a