Slow down, you move too fast. You got to make the morning last. Just kicking down the cobble stones. Looking for fun and feelin' groovy. Hello lamppost
PICKING UP THE DEAD OUT OF THE BROKEN GLASS YES IT'S NUMBER ONE, THE RADIO SAID GROOVY TIMES HAVE COME TO PASS! GROOVY TIMES GROOVY TIMES GROOVY TIMES
1, 2, 1, 2, 3, GO! snatched the book and got the chick "groovy" i think, i'm the shit but it turns out i'm not done yet when i grabbed the book i
Four close friends in a cabin in the woods on vacation in their search they found a book read the text and hell broke loose there's something wrong
Bruce campbell is the man with his chainsaw for a hand he'll smash your face into stone walls dead or not he'll watch you fall whether he is in the
I made it threw the night and the only one left alive I cut and chopped and fought my way cause i wanted to survive the dead were fucking ticked and
mariliyn monroe. now he can't get her off his mind we could not believe it when he told us the news he said i met this chick and she's real groovy. now
biscuits and groovy WOO WOO WOO WOO Biscuits and groovy, the fruit is a-smoothie The chicks are so nudie, to jam is your duty Biscuits and groovy I
[Groovy] Smokin trees, makes me feel high Burnin like the forest in my mind Do-nu-nu-nu-nu-nu, I can't stop fiendin for Mary Jane Everyday dreamin for
Y'a tu kelkun d'taxiderme? Y'a tu kelkun d'l'autre cote? Y'a tu kelkun kia une seche toute faite? Y'a tu kelkun pour m'allumer Pas un kelkun kia
The sky is my father He teach me takes care of me Feeds my questioning I must take care of him The earth is my mother She raise me and nourrish me Leave
Ou est-ce que tu t?en vas. Maria ? Qu?est-ce qui brille par la ? Partout ou tu iras Maria La lumiere brillera Ou est-ce que t?e. Maria ? Qu?est-ce que
Son ventre repond · A l?eveil de ses sensations · Le bruit s?eteint, le soleil tombe · Etre moins moron · FAUDRAIT PENSER A SOUPER · Foulant le sol
Je nage dans un reve en couleur Parallele et meilleur La psychose et l?inhibition N?ont aucune definition Le bonheur est sous-marin Loin des clameurs
En r?gardant la riviere blanche Ma soif du mal s?etanche Les yeux grands ouverts Humant le fond d?lair Tes eaux se bercent en silence Arroses-moi dont
EST LA, est toujours la A s?eternise sur ses sentiers battus A s?accote sur un ami Son mur de brique sale qui l?a vu grandir Mais qui arrete pas d?absorber
C?est triste de voir le monde partir Quand on a pas su tout dire Les bons mots qu?on osait pas Les gestes mal interpretes On a toujours l?occasion d
