Fussin' and fightin', we back at it again I know that, it's my fault, but you don't understand (no) I got memories, this is crazy You ain't nothing like the girl I used to know Good with ma, good with pa, cool with all my *****s I should try, truth is I wanna let u in, but no Damn these memories, and it's crazy You ain't nothing like the girl I used to know
I dreamed I saw on a moonlit stair Spreading his hands on the multitude there A man who cried for a love gone stale and ice cold hearts of charity bare I watched as fear took the old man's gaze Hopes of the young in troubled graves I see no day, I heard him say, so grey is the face of every mortal Oh, Oh people of the earth Listen to the warning the prophet he said For soon the cold of night will come Summoned by your own hand He told of death as a bone white haze Taking the lost and the unloved babe Late to late all the wretches run, these kings of beasts now counting their days
There is nothing you can do that I have not already done to myself There is nothing you can do that I have not already done to myself There is nothing you can DO that I have not already done to myself Oh no, there is nothing you can do that I have not already done to myself!
Or are we alone? 'Cause I need something to believe in Tell me, are we alone? Where is the life? Where is the feeling? Is anybody out there? Is anyone listening? Is anyone left in this whole world? Or are we alone? Alone…
So someone recently asked about the Germans feelings towards war and such. Today I stumbled across this song again; its massive poularity and its lyrics may bear witness. There's a translation in the info.
Tell me, Why'd you have to go and make me so constipated 'Cause right now I'd do anything to just get my bowels evacuated, In the bathroom. I sit and I wait and I strain and I sweat and I clench and I feel the pain Oh, should I take a laxative or have my colon irrigated. No, no, no.
Anyone can see the road that they walk on is paved in gold And it's always summer, they'll never get cold They'll never get hungry, they'll never get old and gray You can see their shadows wandering off somewhere They won't make it home, but they really don't care They wanted the highway, they're happier there today, today
A duck walked up to a lemonade stand and he said to the man running the stand Hey, bump bump bum, got any grapes?
Well everybody's heard about the bird ! Bird bird bird, the bird is the word ! Everybody's heard about the bird ! Bird bird bird, the bird is the word ! Don't you know about the bird? Well everybody's heard about the bird ! Bird bird bird, the bird is the word ! Bird bird bird, the bird is the word ! Yeah !
