Upon the heath we sit Trying to make some sense of it These mushrooms help a bit Help us think How we ought to think There's nothing in our way And no
Beauty is in the eye Beauty is in the eye Thankyou for this kiss It's all I really wanted If you believe that darling Then you'd better run Thankyou
So I packed up my life Into the boot of your car Must have driven for an hour or two Before I reached Manchester It mystifies me that you'd wanna bring
Why must I always play the clown? Why must I always play the clown? Why must I always play the clown? It makes it too easy for them to put you down Its
I make a date for golf And you can bet your life it rains My flat warming got started But the btch next door complained It seems ill spend my whole life
Boy, I want you to listen closely to what I have to say 'Cause this is the way to my heart Ooh, you can't stop till you find my love That's the love
When you're alone and life is making you lonely You can always go, downtown When you've got worries all the noise and the hurry Seems to help I know,
Is your situation working out? Well, I heard your playstation would let you down So come downtown, hangin' around, alright Did you disappoint the chairman
(intro) yeah ha ha millz young money legggooo! (chorus plays out) that's where im going haha uhh aight check me out real quick (verse 1) Yo im going
Don't you cry, don't you moan Hang your head down all night long That old feeling sure ain't nothing new It's in your walk, it's in your talk There's
(..) London Community Gospel Choir, [..] Petula Clark sample/scratch (Jesus Jesus, Jesus Christ was born today) (He's born today) (hey hey) [D..D..Down
Si callas oiras llorar a este lado de la ciudad tu imagen no puedo borrar mi llanto brota al recordar. Siempre puede suceder hoy mendigo, ayer rey tengo
Its 2 am your stuck in the wrong side of town and all you wanna do is find your way back around and don't stop till the night fades away, coz you only
Feel blue, miles above you, the silver screen reach out And touch you and the dark of the back row This is a place where young lover go When they want
Hey man, oh, leave me alone, you know Hey man, oh Henry, get of the phone, I gotta Hey man, I've gotta straighten my face This mellow thighed boy just
Walkin' through the fog on a cold and cloudy night Lookin' through the smog that surrounds the mornin' light The shades of brown. it gets me down, exactly
In a Mississippi cotton pickin' Delta town One dusty street to walk up and down Nothin' much to see but a starvin' hound In a Mississippi cotton pickin
Yeah yeah I'm gonna move baby Listen Way out on the outskirts of town I said I'm gonna move baby Way out on the outskirts of town Yes You see we