need to stop with that I'm goin' from, Hollis to Hollywood but is he good Hollis to Hollywood but is he good Hollis to Hollywood but is he good Hollis
I decree today that life is simply taking and not giving England is mine, it owes me a living But ask me why and I'll spit in your eye Oh, ask me why
It's time the tale were told Of how you took a child And you made him old It's time the tale were told Of how you took a child And you made him old You
All the streets are crammed with things Eager to be held I know what hands are for And I'd like to help myself You ask me the time But I sense something
As merry as the days were long I was right and you were wrong Back at the old gray school I would win and you would lose But you've got everything now
Every day you must say So, how do I feel about my life? Anything is hard to find When you will not open your eyes When will you accept yourself ? I am
译文: OC史密斯. 流浪汉之子山核桃霍勒斯.
译文: 史密斯夫妇. Hatful空心.
译文: 史密斯夫妇. 有一个在地狱，我和我的朋友广场.
: My eyes have seen the glory of the sacred wunderkind You took me behind a dis-used railway line And said "I know a place where we can go Where we are
: The rain falls hard on a humdrum town This town has dragged you down Oh, the rain falls hard on a humdrum town This town has dragged you down Oh, no
: All men have secrets and here is mine So let it be known For we have been through hell and high tide I think I can rely on you ... And yet you start
: All the streets are crammed with things Eager to be held I know what hands are for And I'd like to help myself You ask me the time But I sense something
: Hand in glove The sun shines out of our behinds No, it's not like any other love This one is different - because it's us Hand in glove We can go wherever
: I decree today that life Is simply taking and not giving England is mine - it owes me a living But ask me why, and I'll spit in your eye Oh, ask me
: As merry as the days were long I was right and you were wrong Back at the old grey school I would win and you would lose But you've got everything
: Girl afraid Where do his intentions lay ? Or does he even have any ? She says : "He never really looks at me I give him every opportunity In the
: Punctured bicycle On a hillside desolate Will nature make a man of me yet ? When in this charming car This charming man Why pamper life's complexity
