Pedalling on a bicycle I'm on my way to make a call I try to touch you Through the double glazing But the curtains were drawn The family gone away Who
I got on my wheels And I went out on the town draggin' I hit a big oak tree It looked like a wreck to the wagon I got a hospital bill And the judge waitin
We've Got Great Big Bunches Of Love People What A Feeling It Reaches Clear Up To The Ceiling And Out Through The Roof And That's The Truth And We've
Things don't look too good to me. I feel I'm out of luck And all because of swollen glands And just one stupid fuck. This wacko came from Alabama
I never had a lot to bring to the party But a self-importance far beyond vanity And a manic depression that just wouldn't go away Like Peckinpah with
I never had a lot to bring to the party But a self-importance far beyond vanity And a manic depression that just wouldn't go away Like peckinpaw with
We boarded the plane for another show Our new adventure had begun We took the plane to Helsinki Lookout Finlandia, here we come Another flight, a new
2nd verse: It's been twenty years since then Or maybe only ten But there are the blokes A shouting out Again and again and again. Oh, I've got a lovely
She was the one who caught the bouquet The best of her best friend's wedding day She was the one who caught the bouquet A token that God must want it
(Instrumental)
Sweet bunch of daisies Oh, how dear to me, Ever I hear them Whispering love to me. Murmuring so
SCHNITTKER HAT NEN SCHNABEL Ich rief dich an Und du hast aufgelegt In meinen Traumen Hab ich dich flach gelegt Ich bin zuruck Aber es ist fur uns zu
High In The Clouds (ft. Black Rob) [Chorus: Ol' Dirty Bastard] I wanna stay high in the clouds I wanna keep plenty of pussy around I'm gonna keep
Music & Lyrics by : The Jeremiah People; Steve Taylor Originally recorded / performed by The Jeremiah People and also Steve Taylor she was the one who
Is this the end of it? Where smiles and tortured faces collide With the smell of your hair In the air subsides into fragrances of Occupied spaces And
Siehst du diesen Teller? den hab ich aus Florenz Und der alte Benz fahrt immer noch wie neu, wie ich mich da freu' Und der Plattenspieler, der wird heute
Un bouquet d'fleurs a la main Il sort du magasin Il avance de bon coeur Ou va donc cet humain Qui porte un bouquet d'fleurs Ou va donc cet humain Qui
Un bouquet d'fleurs a la main il sort du magasin il avance de bon c?ur ou va donc cet humain qui porte un bouquet d'fleurs {x2} Vers quel rencard / quel