[Intro:] oh man i got a splittin' headache and my heart is broken up into a thousand tiny little microscopic pieces [Chorus:] i got a head full of
I'm tired of the chatter and bullshit you talk Signing contracts in a very big way Give me a knife, I'll show you where I'll stick it In your throat,
Dans Mon Domaine Ont Joue Les Mechants Oubli Le Bac De Philo Tranquille Voici Le Man Qui Roule Des Joints Long Comme Un Stylo Moi Qui Voulais Passer
She comes down with her hair on fire while I sleep, and I feel wider than, higher than you know. She walks down with her wings on fire, if I could stand
I'm tired of the chatter and bullshit you talk Signing contracts in a very big way Give me a knife, I'll show you where I'll stick it In your throat
Like the leaf that sleeps through summer We all trade the sun for dreams Soon we'll fade from green to fire colors As we spill to grasses green I have
Like the leaf that sleeps through summer We all trade the sun for dreams Soon we'll fade from green to fire colors As we spill to grasses green... I
: Que bonita paloma azul que con sus alas transitan por donde quiera, que bonita paloma azul no se lleva con cualquiera abre tus alas para el dueno de
: Well I hate to have to tell you this But there are pigeons in the attic room Where you left me spent and gasping that afternoon Ans where the floorboards
: La fumee sort du Macadam Et dans les phares: Wally Boule Noire Quartier reserve squatter Mec n'aie pas peur, c'est un rappeur La casquette au dessus
: Who put fifty tons of shit on the Foreign Office roof? Who suffers from nine known diseases? Who gets up in the morning when the sun comes up And makes
: Saturday comes, Sunday comes, we go Saturday comes, Sunday comes, we go (repeat) Kicking on the edge of town Counting all the pigeons down Walking
Per ogni porta le sue chiavi (Le sue chiavi) Se capovolgi il mondo lo specchio ti riflette... Se capovolgi il mondo lo specchio ti riflette... (Grazie a Barbara per questo testo
: Prohibido fumar Prohibido el paso Peligro de muerte No se permite respirar Se prohibe ir al infierno Entretenerse, querer o quererse. Prohibido pensar
: Tengo un monton de preguntas que hacer Unos cuantos octubres, los mismos que primaveras Un saco de problemas que no pienso resolver Leyes y reglas
: 1. You got me sitting up on the shelf while you?re out bewitching someone else. Do I live, Do I die Do I laugh, Do I cry What game am I supposed
me recuerda aquel ayer cuando se marcho en silencio un atardecer se fue con su canto triste a otro lugar dejo como companera mi soledad. Una paloma
: Vola, colomba bianca, vola, diglielo tu che tornera. Dio del ciel se fossi una colomba vorrei volar laggiu dov'e il mio amor, che inginocchiata a
