I knew all this was coming Ain't that odd Some things come out of nothing As with God Not my intention to amuse Or confuse I've been down to the kitchen
some say silence is golden well, i choose noise well, some say silence is golden well, i choose noise i choose noise
jump down, turn around, pick a bail of cotton. jump down, turn around, pick a bail a day. [chourus] oh lordy, pick a bail of coton. oh lordy, pick a
I've had choices since the day that I was born There were voices that told me right from wrong If I had listened, no I wouldn't be here today Living and
Now you know we've been through a lot today That's why we need to just sit back And enjoy this evening So if you'll choose me and you're my choice tonight
You've got what I like, baby You know I'm crazy about you Give it up so I can get it right now Don't let me walk away without it I'm choosing up on you
Rise your wrist up in the air And wave your razorblades like you just don't care Use your voice, make homicide your choice Politics coming straight
All alone in my own self will, old familiar story So determined to try until I fail, You've been waiting As I learn again, straining to the pressure And
I can't be happy without you You can't be happy without me Still you always wanna pick a fight now You say it's written in the stars Some psychic read
There's too many women and not enough wine Too many poets and not enough rhyme Too many glasses and not enough time Draw your own conclusions Draw your
Well sometimes I lose my direction And sometimes I jump off track But when I hide out baby, I can always get it back I need to feel the cool breeze in
My life People don't try to tell me how to live my life Don't try to fill me up with false hopes and lies Show me the truth, they say they'll show the
Last call, lights on Pull your faces off the bar Go to church 'cause you need a good cleansing Of body, mind and soul I never thought it possible I think
Rosette and campaign trails False gestures. too much make-up Elected to serve the public How did you make your fortune? I love your cheesey smile
Yeah he buy you clothes, I hit it from the back Yeah he drive a Benz, I'm in a woodwill Cadillac He readin' you poetry while I'm spitttin' this country
Paroles de Tim RICE - Musique de Michel BERGER All girls thinkin' the same "I'm gonna turn him around Be the one to change his ways He won't resist my
Dreams kill the image of the innocent that dies That a heart beats pure is blackened within her eyes A heart that was once pure but now is blackened Dreams
victim of collision on the open sea nobody ever said that life was free sink swim go down with the ship but use your freedom of choice i say it again