No puedo seguir sufriendo por esa mujer tengo que olvidar, tengo que olvidarme de ellla No puedo seguir sufriendo por esa mujer tengo que olvidar, tengo
: Broken glass and cigarettes Writing on the wall It was a bargain for the summer and I thought I had it all I was the one who gave you everything the
: Who's that twat from Argentina? Who's that money-grabbing whore? Carlos Tevez is his name, And he hasn't got a brain, And he won't be winning trophies
: About this shit that all youth are rude gross, destructive, vandalistic Punks Let's look at the cause of the problem You! yes you! the old society
En mil-neuf-cent-quarante-deux Alors que j'etais a l'armee On etait en man?uvre dans la Louisiane Une nuit au mois de mai Le capitaine nous montre un
Shots heard like falling books The king finally got his looks All that's left of him now's a fiery grave A man of silent shame we couldn't save Tell
Un petit qui pleurait son avion neuf s'etait casse Comme dehors il pleuvait il ne pouvait sortir jouer J'ai dit mon nom c'est Vol-Bec je suis un voleur
Question for you, have you had enough to drink? Are you feeling blue, wash your troubles in your drink Life carries on like a train Same time same place
The elephants are marching one by one Trunk to tail, trunk to tail, they're marching toward the sun Their journey still has many many weeks, but they
Everything that you see is a part of your history Everything that you feel is as natural as the turn of a wheel When you think you can't relate to the
s fuck it up now... [R:] Cos enough is enough [L:] Hear the lyrical assault from the brother called Ruf! [R:] Shakin' up the scene cos no other would
a white ghost making his way up the west coast trying to focus his high hopes on a vagina or two he's taking his chances meanwhile back in his living