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Czasem przychodzi ktoA? I mA?wi dA?ugo - ja sA?ucham Czasem przychodzi ktoA? I mA?wi gA?oA?no - ja sA?ucham Podsyca zA?oA?A¦, karmi mnie stosem sA?A?w
No, I would never step into your shoes And dance in your chamber without you I'm looking and I'm praying for a place I can dwell in A place where our
My heart is sad and lonely for you I sigh for you dear only Why haven't you seen it? I'm all for you body and soul I spend my days in longing and wondering
The witch jumped on my back last night I couldn't breathe, in its clutch I was frozen with frieght it went on for what seemed like hours of terror, to
(Norman Mayall) Instrumental Trippin'
the lion the witch and the wardrobe a tale of magic fun a mystery, we'll show you a land where animals talk and trees can walk you'll never believe what
Went to the jungle to see the witch doctor Famed for his powers of reading the future I've see fire and I've see rain I've seen pride and I've seen pain
What have you done to me? I can't eat, I cannot sleep And I'm not the same anymore, no no I don't know what to do 'Cause all of me wants all of you Do
When I turned 12 papa said Little woman better get yourself a wife 'Cause you?re too mean for a man to clean up your life And if she?s the devil, you
All your hidden faces, your seven veils unfold Give me forbidden places, all your tales untold Give me ever and always, ever and always Body and soul,
So you finally found your rhythm, man Got your funky ass out of the can Well, a girl is coming to you Gonna show you what is true The witch, she need
When I look out my window Many sights to see And when I look in my window So many different people to be That it's strange, so strange You've got to
When I look outside my window What do I see? And when I look outside my window So many different people to be, yeah That it's strange, so strange You
Take me back to my Western boat, Let me fish off Cape St. Mary's, Where the hogdowns sail and the foghorns wail, With my friends the Browns and the Clearys
Yeah! In the place to be! Chipmunks on the M I C! Witch Doctor! Everybody can they do it? (Can they do it?) Come on people let's get to it! (Let's get
Back in Tennessee I saw a family haunted by an entity It was a tragedy in another century Oh, they never would know the Evil one that came Little Betsy
The witches brew a pot of hate With lizard, bat and man With a smile they laugh their spells And stir with wretched hand Calling demon blasphemy And