There's a natural mystic blowing through the air; If you listen carefully now you will hear. This could be the first trumpet, might as well be the last
Tan importante es y su descarga sera mas grande, cuando dejaron de cuidarla estallo una violencia natural en sus aires, se pondra firme por querer despojar
There was a boy A very strange enchanted boy They say he wandered very far Very far, over land and sea A little shy and sad of eye But very wise was
I know Oh oh Yeah Hey baby, why you rushing Let's sit back and watch the flowers grow Why you want, swim against the tide Let's lay and watch the river
There was a boy... A very strange enchanted boy. They say he wandered very far, very far Over land and sea, A little shy and sad of eye But very wise
Coming this Christmas to a theatre near you, The most horrifying film to hit the screen. There's a homicidal maniac who finds a Cub Scout troop, And he
If a certain portion of "Weird Al" Yankovic's song Nature Trail To Hell from his "In 3-D" album was played in reverse, a message could be heard. The
Lookin' out To the night time The city winks a sleepless eye Hear her voice that Shake my window Sweet seducing sighs Get me out Into the night time
Some kind of nature Some kind of soul Some kind of mixture Some kind of gold Some kind of majesty Some chemical load Some kind of metal Made up from
There is a place in the bottom of the soul It's the bread of destitution Hearts splashed flat like dough Where there is no pollution Mute with no words
Looking out across the night-time The city winks a sleepless eye Hear her voice shake my window Sweet seducing sighs Get me out into the night-time Four
There was a boy A very strange enchanted boy They say he wandered very far, very far Over land and sea A little shy and sad of eye But very wise was he
It?s getting kind of heavy, yeah, yeah It?s getting kind of heavy See, I was raised in a good home with morals and all Got my degree, made mama proud
As I precede to count my dividends plenty ends that I done made With plenty bitches, with plenty men that they done played I'm laid back up in the cut
"breakdown..." Round and round, upside down Living my live underneath the ground Never heard of and hardly seen A whole lot of talk about the
Ahhhhh... Wjbs, on your radio dial With the morning of the fox, that rocks the box Expect sunshine today! For yesterday's rain has faded far away Now
Everybody gettin on my back Some say ya just don't know how to act Afrika, you act too wild Get away from me you cramp my style But lovely lady, can't
Yeah, expect the unexpected It's kinda hard to keep faith in the things that you do When everybody turns their back on you It's kinda hard to keep faith