I think I'll go on back to Shenandoah She said that she'd meet me by the fork in the road I jump start my one eyed Ford I'm heading for the pow-wow I
Hi, hello, wake from thy sleep God has given your soul to keep All of the power that burns in the flame Ignites the light in a single name Frederick,
Coming out of my wishing well Only echoes lonely hear my prayers I?m coming around to bending My resistance been far too persistent I?ve come too far
Oh yeah! Some people say my love cannot be true please believe me, my love, and I'll show you I will give you those things you thought unreal The sun,
Tiene la barba blanca, seis dedos en cada mano, una mansion con un huerto y un rancho lleno marranos. Es nuestro abuelo Frederick, con su perro el takasmin
I am blowing for a trumpet Hallelujah You stood too close to the sunset And it finally outgrew you So now I paint you on my doorpost Like I knew you I
Bust a move with what you can Dead phone machine piled on the table Dissapointment is a feather in your cap You want the truth Not when it's unplanned
Immigrants. Wilson Health said to the immgrants you better get back to the commonwealth homes. Yeah, yeah, yeah I said Get back home. Now Enoch Powell
Rather be a bandit than a lover I'd rather be a man with the other To run the mountain down, run it down Rather be a whisper in heaven Than a daughter
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[Homer] You could close down Moe's Or the Kwik-E-Mart And nobody would care But the heart and soul of Springfield's in our Maison Derriere [Belle
frederik war einer von vielen ein soldat aus dem ameisenstaat sicherlich sagen sie er kann nicht fA?hlen und da haben sie recht aber war er nicht glA?
Spiralling in curves and turns Dancing in the square Tonight the choir foolish sleeps But I am everywhere Wind is cold and shoulder bare Winter's fingers
You'll receive the federal funding, you can add another wing You'll receive the federal funding, you can add another wing Take your colleagues out to
(Francesco Cilea - L'ARLESIANA) E' la solita storia del pastorea?¦ Il povero ragazzo voleva raccontarla, e s'addormi. C'A? nel sonno l'oblio. Come l'
I just give a damn, damn, damn I just give a damn, damn, damn I just give a damn I just, I just give a damn I just, I just give a damn I just, I just
they're aware of us though And we don't give a flyin' 747 fuck though stayin' on my hustle A message to those who trapped us up From Federal guys who
You spent half of the morning Just trying to wake up Half the evening Just trying to calm down And you live for The same things A cloudburst seems rarer