Vengo de un tiempo mas alla de la razon Donde un viejo juglar Cuenta una historia que el viento le susurro Al bosque sobre un grial Dicen algunos que
lo ha podido dejar eso es demasiado, yo no me lo creo nunca dejara de sonar. No me gusta el Rock and Roll. No me gusta el Rock and Roll. Ahora antes de
: Vengo de un tiempo mas alla de la razon Donde un viejo juglar Cuenta una historia que el viento le susurro Al bosque sobre un grial Dicen algunos que
[{background vocals i.e. Aesop Rock} (sampled vocals i.e. NOT Aesop)] [Intro: Various Samples] (Give him one of these pills if he has any pain) (A parable
Always room for change Let's give it one more try (Come on lets give it a try) I got my bags packed baby and i'm ready to go Look at my eyes rock
The Lord is in His Holy Temple Let all the earth keep silent before Him Keep silent Keep silent Keep silence before Him Keep silence before Him
And he looks a lot like someone that you and I both know! Who? Well, I saw Santa rockin' round the Christmas tree And Mama was as close to Santa as you
Bajo santos de mi oracion y me arrodillo frente a tu cara y en esa tierra arde a mi oracion, estas atado a una columna de sed acribillado sin motivo
reason That I wake up each day I don't need anybody else to tell me You are my soul rock, when the tide is up And the waves are crashing in on me Soul rock
Jingle bell, jingle bell Jingle bell rock Jingle bell swing And jingle bells ring Snowin' and blowin' Up bushels of fun Now the jingle hop has begun
We fell so far from home, conscious of all the questions you will never ask. I'll wait and see if you can ever reach a different ending. I'm holding
(Queen + Paul Rodgers) The harder we play The faster we fall When we think that we know it all We know nothing at all The letter arrives Like a bolt
Cuando al atardecer, los ultimos rayos del Sol jugueteaban a esconder las luces y el color del bosque del perder, algo se empieza a mover, algo a lo
[Juelz Santana:] I'm just a rocker dude Lookin for my rocker girl Baby I'll rock your boat, Rock your bed, and rock your world But gotta be as fly as
received at railroad table 15:13:09. Well hand it here. I started reading before I said Go, now, fine. The Pennsylvania Rock Oil Company, as oozing
he must be from Canada. Oh yeah Santa's coming, don't you worry, he won't be long. Santa's got a mullet Santa's got (Yeah Santa's got) Santa's got...
Our cities seem to function quite the same: sweeping ghettos under one big rug makes them easier to contain, so the upper-middle class can sleep (or
Baby was a black sheep. Baby was a whore. Baby got big and baby get bigger. Baby get something. Baby get more. Baby, baby, baby was a rock-and-roll nigger