don't need no tidal wave Till night falls and day breaks, gonna shake, shake, shake Cosmic, cosmic Cosmic, cosmic Cosmic, cosmic Cosmic, cosmic Shake that thing, shake that thing
Traduzione: Il B-52. Cosmic Thing.
s the name of this Nation? Zulus Zulus And who's gonna get on down? The Cosmic Force The Cosmic Force Chitty-chitty-bang-bang, we are your main thing
blind that no one ever dies Trust is his faith and deceiving is the game I'll be the one to guide you through cosmic domains Let me inside you to flow
the fray his agents of evil had seized the Ninth Crystal of Mera from the grasp of the King. With the cosmic energies of the Shrine magnifying the empyreal
an infinitely more terrifying foe... But the Chaos-Liege had reckoned without the power of the one thing he feared the most... the one thing which had
in Ourself we can create And we can grow To be a vessel For these days days days days Touchin'the moon and stars With such a cosmic glow Rushin' MCs that
Warp Factor Five you see This world is buggin' outta control And there's one sure thing for the Godly soul Outta sight to your cosmic home To your cosmic home, your cosmic
dream (woahh) On the brink stop and think I'm telling you dreams don't cost a thing I know we all die alone but I feel faith within that cosmic link
night well if you don?t know shit I don?t know I guess all we can do is ask them why I don?t have to tell you things are bad everybody knows things are
God forsake me for tellin my rhyme But big Macka does tell it on time With the sirens blaring I rock the damn Richter I'm the fire Aries, the cosmic
swooping plain? My ears hear a symphony Of two mules, trains and rain. The best is always yet to come, That's what they explain to me. Just do your thing
wanna get physical, or spiritual? And remember, just because you've got wings, Don't mean you can fly, baby! Cosmic crash dab into earth lab Mister robot do your thing
and you tell me this and you tell me that no matter how the thing grows it's still flat and you showed me this and you showed me that because of where
be some remnant Of beauty of the human race Do you think there will be a vestige Or a sniffle or a cosmic tear Do you think a greater thinking thing Will
I will not stop or concede, I am not driven by greed No moral compass for me, it's all just natural feelings Existence has no meaning, there's no such thing
Let's get one thing straight: we don't have any answers We are proposals in a cosmic nursery And these massive stars -- they're just little twinkles
on the side Tribulation Revelation Absolution Prophesized I'm a rich man, I'm a poor man But the main thing I'm alive Lost in Space Cosmic haze Beautiful