My friend drove off the other day, Now he's gone and all they say, Is you got to live 'cause life goes on... But now I see I'm mortal, too, I can't
My friend drove off the other day, Now he's gone and all they say, Is you got to live 'cause life goes on... But now I see I'm mortal, too, I can't live
Traduzione: Green Day. Barattolo.
: My friend drove off the other day, Now he's gone and all they say, Is you got to live 'cause life goes on... But now I see I'm mortal, too, I can'
My friend drove off the other day, And now he's gone and all they say, Is you gotta live cause life goes on But now I see i'm mortal too I can't
choir Cause its almost Christmas day Christmas bells are ringing, carolers are singing (Christmas day) Christmas day is getting near Celebrate the season with a special reason (Christmas day
Know my style, you know I style, get money poster-child Crip, piece, I swear you should come over child Garage, Benz, Lambourgini, Rover fouls Red, blue, green
swellin, damn right I'm sellin dope but damn, ya'll actin like I'm supposed to stay broke I got, bills to pay I been scramblin all day tryin to flip this
lawyer nigga Extraordinary Gentlemen just like Tom Sawyer nigga, yeah Bust the rifle from far away And I'm still tryna figure the triflin'est part of day
begin Mr. Rayne in his Japanese Slippers comes creeping in, saying I loaded up with Turkey carpets and green glass diamonds I drove back and forth for 5 long rolling moons And every day
S A HOOKER SOMEWHERE IN L.A.) The idiot bastard son: (ABANDONED TO PERISH IN BACK OF A CAR . . . KENNY WILL STASH HIM AWAY IN A JAR) THE IDIOT BOY!
a village further down the beach We woke up the next morning on a bed of tiny flowers, Packed the tent and went to get somethin' to eat We bought a cheap jar
gun, some kind of a man, who tried to civilize the human family Thorough out, the populas, this is Warcraft, the Green Lantern box, outlandish jar With
holding them back from opening verbal attack all over these niggas, push the herd to the back I'm the kind that they pray on, spending half of their day
with a bitch, and a jar of that dro You can't borrow my weed but you can borrow my ho I said, I stay with a bitch, and a jar of thar dro You can't borrow
't catch it when I throw it depression makes you cut dimes until your brain crashes like the streets without traffic signals and stop-signs cause everyday, is judgment day
