There's just one thing. That we all crave. From the cradle. To the grave. A state of grace. Or state of mind. A point in space. Or point in time. In time of peace. In times of war. The self
Lisa oh Lisa all the boys are talking about you. Lisa oh Lisa on the telephone. Lisa oh Lisa all the boys are talking about you. Lisa oh Lisa on the telephone. . Now she got the eyes of blue. An
I wish I was in London, walkin' in the rain. I wish I was in London, ooh I really miss the rain. Oh, just take me home again. I wish I was in England, I really miss the Queen. I wish I was in Engl
Something is going wrong. With the singer and the song. And the music isn't gentle anymore. There's a mist across the moon. And the suns too hot at noon. And the house is dark behind the broken d
It's a long long way to Canada. It's a long way from bow chains. Donkey venders slicing coconut. No parkas to their name. Black babies covered in baking flour. The cook's got a carnival song. La
Join our army, join our band. Join our army and be a real man. Abandon hope who enter here. Land of hopelessness and fear. A band of gypsies a band of gold. Won't save your hide won't save your s
Join our army, join our band. Join our army and be a real man. Abandon hope who enter here. Land of hopelessness and fear. A band of gypsies a band of gold. Won't save your hide won't save your s