a passenger Everything's complicated Living in London Too nice to be real Sometimes it happens Nice to be real It never happens Wine, to celebrate Our forty second
passenger Everything's complicated Living in London Too nice to be real Sometimes it happens Nice to be real It never happens Wine, to celebrate Our forty second
[Larry] Yo live from london town Right now this is Larry Love Representing 35 above Crocodile dundee style We always have a good day rocking with the
for me real slow [Chamillionaire] Making a good feeling grinning, gripping the wood wheeling Candy do's glassy 4's, sitting up under the hood bending You know how we live
that have been distorted and mocked, Thrown around in the spectacle, the grand social circus. * Up against the rows of grey robots who control our lives
a couple of buff tings if I can If I can't then I'm still live I'll go and check my little yatty by the seaside Cause I know she's live, plus she's a
fallico e' stato ottenuto , secondo Francesco Cortesi, da Rocko Tanica sovrapponendo il suono di un martello pneumatico con l'assolo di piano Kurtzweil nella versione "Live at London
fallico e' stato ottenuto, secondo Francesco Cortesi, da Rocko Tanica sovrapponendo il suono di un martello pneumatico con l'assolo di piano Kurtzweil nella versione "Live at London
it. Everybody's talking about peace, but nobody's doing anything about it, except for a few people, and the things are, the grosvenor square marches in london
don't re-fix it First brigade, second brigade - all swords lifted Formation, classified information Code red rhyme style accurate articulation Don't test my foreign relation The cats in Brixton, Birmingham and London
see it on stage like Supernatural Internationally known [Verse One] I have, traveled the planet and touched many foreign lands From the streets of London
K to the H A M back on the mic again. Got no apology for what we came to do, We're not from London and we're fucking crazy too. Sound bwoy taking apart
tie, you heard the stabbin' noise Raw head breaks, snake eater of dungeon A web of dead bodies in the sewer, underground London Passion in the desert
have to learn some people wait their turn some people but not me I was born a champion some people have to fight some people give their lives some people
the times i'm living in i never sleep, when trouble steals thoughts from a restless mind for free, it could be.. the times i'm living in lately. ED
Caught behind enemy lines there in 1939 Kids knee deep in rubble London urchins gray with dust Packed off ours in evacuations To farmers' wives, green and pleasant lives
see it on stage like Supernatural Internationally known [Verse One] I have, travelled the planet and touched many foreign lands From the streets of London