Wonder why it's getting cold at night. I must be getting old. Looks like I'm gonna have to wait a while. What the hell, I'm bored. What's that there on the railway line. Looks like my old brown
Sometimes I wonder, torn between my heart. Torn between my heart and my mind. And I feel my body to see if I'm in. If I'm in tune with what I find But I don't know how to feel. And I don't know
Establishment's Blues. Gun sales are soaring, housewives find life boring. Divorce the only answer smoking causes cancer. This system's gonna fall soon, to an angry young tune. And that's a concrete cold fact
religion . I'm a new frontier on horizons . Yeah, I sail this ship to the thousands . Even aliens see the presentation . Yeah, tune up the dial on the station . And think of me sort of like Tarzan . And I'm
the moon. And a wolf begins to howl in tune. I announced for all mankind. A boon. Stand aside you big baboon. Now I'm the a prize invention. You're the image of yourself. Forget your cares. And
I'm malicious, mean and scary. My sneer could curdle dairy. And violence-wise, my hands are not the cleanest. But despite my evil look. And my temper and my hook. I've always yearned to be a
I'm malicious, mean and scary. My sneer could curdle dairy. And violence-wise, my hands are not the cleanest. But despite my evil look. And my temper and my hook. I've always yearned to be a
heart trying to compose. A prelude to a kiss Though it's just a simple melody. With nothing fancy, nothing much. You could turn it to a symphony. A Shubert tune with a Gershwin touch Oh, how my love
Bài hát D. A. M. - Fetty Wap. Intro. Ayy, slide through in them matching Benz's. Them all white things. They gon' hate but what the * they gon' say. Zoovier. Hook. You are so damn fine. I'm so
suicide?. Tell the truth. Taken medicine for trouble in your mind?. Or taken down a number? For taking up a scheme?. I made her wild, beautiful take her 'til she skeet?. Take her to the penthouse or
play you atune. Me and all my friends. We could sing and dance the whole night through. Over and over again. Just give me six strings and I'll sing you the truth. Note by note by line, one song at a