their shakers Anyway in my own way I don't make sense any more It's so hard to fake One lucky break Champagne and cake (..........) Anyway in my own
Traduzione: La Chiesa. Comunque.
all day, He drinks it away, I guess it's okay, it's okay, He's drinking today, He can't get away, But he and his friends, They laugh anyway And with
When the day ends and church bells are ringing when the valley is shroudedin snow, when you?re feeling that hope somewhere vanished and there?s no
(feat. E-40) (Anyway, it doesn't matter much how you feel, you know what you got to do, I'm here to do it, how about you?) [E-40:] Our age, five-years
religion - code of silence his belief It's the kiss of death A '45 is his religion - code of silence his belief You can find them in a gutter You will find 'em in your church
like this girl I like that girl I like the skinny girl I like the fat girl I like the college girl and the hoodie rat too I like the church girl Ms. Goodie
alone, in a cheap motel Afro spots survival, and he says "what the hell" Mama said it's better to give, than it is to receive Afro went to church and
all I like this girl I like that girl I like the skinny girl I like the fat girl I like the college girl and the hoodie rat too I like the church girl
or artist or a lover facticist then you are a terrorist 'cause it says so on the list and the terrorists get tortured whether or not they want to play because they're guilty anyway
them Anyway you look at it It's still called the blues Baby needs new shoes Mama needs a new dress Daddy's out scufflin' Tryin' to do his best Anyway
one Hilary went to the Catholic Church because she wanted information The vicar, or whatever, took her to one side and gave her confirmation Saint Theresa's calling her, the church
they ain't do it first His name pop up when you hit play or on your Google search Bitches bow they head and bend they knees just like they do in church
to focus, go ahead and watch me glow [Charles Hamilton:] Rey Mysterio flow, stayin' clear Of makeup-smeared hatin' queers, makin' clear this is spiritual Though a spirit you owe, church
me when I die Where it is I want to lie I don't knwo I just can't say I don't belong here anyway Home, familiar faces Home, friends and relations, home Home, the old church
everything you wanted And smacked my hand away But Trash your simple little warning I'm going to take everying My Brains broken down I didn't need it anyway
