Jingle Bell. Jingle Bell. Jingle Bell Rock. Jingle Bell Sound. Jingle Bell Tap. Laughing at dancing in Jingle Bell Square. In the frosty air. They are walking with M&S bags.
The Retreads On The Go. Thought It Was A Hoax. But Looked Around And Saw It. Ready To Again Explode. . When Will It Go Away?. Too Bad It's Here To Stay..
Tonight is the night let's get ready to go,. Leave your bags behind and let's hit the road.. Tonight is the night, there's no time to loose, let's get going..
Cold in the wind, starless the night. Rain pouring down when the last one arrives. So many stories telling of pain. Are told by the freaks they've been throwing away.
Darkness has covered the opera house. something is wrong you can feel. There's a devil in disguise. a traitor has taken the dais. Catalogue people spend a pitying gaze.
Decían que cargaba el diablo. mentiras no tiraba nada. lo que traigo en mi cintura. es una pistola escuadra. . robaba y mataba gente. porque asi se divertía.
Las flores que te llevaba. se secaron ya se marchitaron. igual que tu amor por mi. Todo el jardin que habia sembrado. lo he dejado abandonado. como tu me hiciste a mi..
Fue en lo llanos de Aragon, pasaron ya 40 años. un matrimonio contento, un niño nacio en los llanos. Jesus Albino Quintero, y asi lo bautizaron.. . Ahi nunca imaginaron, que iba a ser grande historia.
. on the front tour. Climb the addict tree. Curiosity . I purchase the books. . inside cause I know this trick have something in your eye. . but I am really I wanna say . speak of devil.
No Love. No Peace.. Spend your days, counting sheep.. When you're dead you're done, you're dead you die.. But life goes on.. No love, no lies.. Wasting your days. Waiting to die..
Profits are the powermad's motivating force.. Just a greedy aspiration to be fed.. Put to the test, they'll fuck all the rest,. till all their rivals are dead...they're dead..
Worthless, is what you made your life. Failure, is what you set yourself up for. You don't have the power to relize your dreams. Now you want to take from me.
Worthless, is what you made your life. Failure, is what you set yourself up for. You don't have the power to relize your dreams. Now you want to take from me.
Fear myself and nobody else. Born of innocence - you and me. The struggle to know - who to be. Society's forcing you to be rotten. All morals have been forgotten.
Many songs I've written. About the things I saw. My inner soul's a wasteland. I can't run away from here. Try to find them. All the lost thoughts in my mind.
What's the reason for me to be this way?. I'm lying on the floor. I've broken through some door. I don't know how I came to this. There is blood lust in my eyes.
I, I am a bastard son. Conceived of a hundred men. Now I'm the Chosen One. Back, looking back. Father William called me Johnny. But my mother called me Jack.
Say your little prayer to god every day. And you will not burn in hell. You think the way you live you life is right. But I think it is not. . Jesus. Jesus.
Your life is not worth a days purchase. Malodorous flatulence wherever you go. Obese, sweaty and fattened. Like a swine in a prime of grease. . Jabba the hut.
Hey man I gotta tell you a story. listen man what I go to say. It took place here in a sunny afternoon. and there was nothing to do. We were all very hungry and had nothing to eat.