pure and easy Playing so free, like a breathe rippling by The note is eternal, I hear it, it sees me Forever we blend as forever we die I listened and
guitar The noise that I was hearing Was a million people cheering And a child flew past me riding in a star There once was a note, pure and easy Playing
Traduzione: Chi, il. Pure And Easy.
Traduzione: Watchmen. Pure And Easy By The Who.
Pure and true right from the start But I'm just a man who didn't understand What she was going through But she's gone away, maybe she'd stay If she only knew And
minute just to get yourself together and We can have a sing-along, all and together and Here's to the netherlands, sistern and brethren B-boy benevolence
sin I'm not fakin' believe me You're not makin' it easy And I'm able to see the Plot of Satan for sheezy He's got us thinkin' it's easy To watch the things
start selling your soul... But who needs soul?! When you've got fashion and write fashionable songs, That keep designer shoes tapping and kids singing along? And
who missin blows, kick shit to program a instrumental jammer by the mental blow's manner Vicious, Delicious with the Vinyl fuck bitches who got dreams and
knew. You had me, i was yours. We danced out on the floor. And with each passing day. i only loved you more. That night was pure magic. Who would
cause at all surreality just like the lengends of the fall initial looks of the shook hearted kids who shouldn't started lyrics leave like spirits and and
perfection and flexin like I spent time in Nam The beat is on and its nice an easy Instrumentals blendin like cinnamon rice and peas And lifes a breeze
speaking? Who is it that is controlin' the system? Three parties and I'm not dancing Who is it then? Who is she then? Now who is the Mr. In? Yeah
feast with Christ our Lord. And who would rock the cradle Wherein this infant lies, Must rock with easy motion And watch with humble eyes, Like Mary pure and
(187, 187, 187) (Who's next?) [Intro: Chopped and Screwed Voice - talking behind Chorus - w/ ad libs] Screwed Up Click You know what this means, right
, Wong-Keiying and Iron Monkey dynamic duo calculating more hits for the sticks, down country and back we keep them drumming, school books and table tops
selfish plight I can see the end of all my shame in sight With the virgin hope of the pure dawn light I WANT THIS Pure white trash and this inhuman race Wouldn't understand and
seemin. If these guys bad then I gotta be a demon Waynes getting money like Damon and Kenan Try and take it from me and I'm aiming and beaming Bangin and
