of love flew above my head I was over the moon But my poor heart came back soon And there was only a rainbow Left to see I was over the moon But my
译文: 漂亮的东西. 月亮之上.
be leaving 'Til we're kissing on the porch swing, oh my sweet thing, woo! Oh my sweet thing, sweet thing, sweet thing Oh my sweet thing The moon is
, I represent the Shaolin my nigga Hell yes, Apocalypse now, the gun blow It be goin' down, diggy diggy down diggy down down While the planets and the stars and the moons
They two deep, and one is a bitch, she gettin' knocked out Then I can get rid of the pack But I just copped this pretty chrome thing, so I'm dippin'
= It's the end of the road, it's like the red moon, Over tibet, theory of the 12 monkeys, left in this cold war hungry, We kill over blood money, the
man Things are easy when you're dead I'll be back for you I left the shovel right beside you I hid you pretty good I don't think no one's gonna find
the dead man Things are easy when you're dead I'll be back for you I left the shovel right beside you I hid you pretty good I don't think no one's
thing girl) (Shake your ass girl, shake your thing girl) I said, if you're ready to roll, roll with me (Shake your ass girl, shake your thing girl) (Shake your ass girl, shake your thing
i ran into matlock at hadlock padlock i said have you seen my love? he said he was over on elkins road face down in a puddle of blood then i ran into
' up over the Rockies Now I know she ain't you but she's here and she's got that Dark rhythm in her soul but I'm too over the edge and I ain't in the
family, still have time to love my pretty wife If you say I'm being punished, ain't he got better things to do? Turnin' mountains into oceans, puttin' people on the moon
still have time to love my pretty wife And if you say I'm being punished. Ain't he got better things to do? Turnin' mountains into oceans Puttin' people on the moon
each other's faces Janet is there with her high head and hair And full of bedroom feathers Janet is known to make dead men groan In any kind of weather I crawl over
in a line Put your raps in a stack I'll break you and your singer like Jinga I mean um I spit like knee On you this tight thing Space nine inferno One
vast sea of unbroken grey. The Twin Moons, just two pale orbs as they trace their way across the steely sky. I used to think I had a pretty good life
, I represent the Shaolin my nigga Hell yes, 'Apocalypse Now', the gun blow It be goin' down, diggy diggy down diggy down down While the planets and the stars and the moons