i am a windmill. . kissy wind apartment. swingers applaud the sails. 2 am and dusty. brandy blocks of hail. i need this hardly heavy. wooden whirly bird.
got caught kicking the canvas down. i had plans but they never seemed to work out. wide-eyed and on the lookout. got caught tearing the whole thing down.
Sorry I threatened you. She said. Walked awhile. And hid in the bushes whenever. You saw headlights. And I knew you were scared. And when I saw you in the hall.
Okay, okay. Boyz N Da Hood. Yo let's go. Smoke sum, smoke sum. Let's ride, ay, let's ride, a, let's ride, yo. . Well, even though you look good 2night.
Your kiss, your kiss will be the ultimate. Your kiss, your kiss. . You walked in. Indie rock used to be dirty pop. Could you be everything;. My rise and my fall?.
Yes, they made ya. To the bitter pill they gave ya. Just your style to bring them. Nobody you know can see ya. . Get on the right track. Get on the right track.
(Brett "One-Eyed" Holt 1997). Nothing is going to stop you now.. Nothing I have you want to see.. You kept me waiting for so long.. I've given up on all our dreams..
("Evil" Kevin La Bounty 1998). I'm so glad that we had our little talk/chat. It's nice to know you will never change your ways. And I'm glad that you left me years ago.
I met a little girl in Knoxville, a town we all know well. And every Sunday evening out in her home I'd dwell. We went to take an evening walk, about a mile from town.
So you know, it was the first shot that did it. You could say, it changed my life. Centrefold, I'm living life how you live it. But I know it can't be right.
Teflon mek dem jump, blue steal mek dem bawl, yallo. And when dem hide my gunshot blow dem through di wall, well. . A killa is a killa, wherever he may be.
Born into a raging snowstorm. Sweeping movement in the sky. When you were young they called you Millie. With your dreamy smoky purple eyes. Woo you sang to sleep your favourite monkey.
The kid next door. The kid next door. Now he ain't coming home no more. . I watched him grow. I watched he go. Now he ain't coming home no more. . He was a high school football star.
(Intro). Mr. Lee on the track boy. You have one new voice message. To play your messages press 1(beep). (man whose this callin me). One new message friday 12:48 p.m..
Kom maar bij mij. Dan zet ik alles opzij. Kom maar bij mij. Huil lekker uit. En laat je tranen vrij. Zeg maar even niets. Laat je ongedwongen gaan. Stort je hart maar uit.
The night is filled with stars that last a lifetime long. They all belong to me. I would like to see you can come home soon. Ive kept it blue for you.
I don't get my kicks no more from cake or lemonade. Bud I can't get served no smokes or drinks. They tell me that I'm underage. . At sixteen years old I don't stand a chance.
Oh, in her two pound coat. She really thinks she's cloaked in mystery. She's actin' like some character from Agatha Christie. I got a pain in my shoes and all I wanna do is dance.
Prepare to fight. That's it. . I've slaved too long to be where I am. Won't let any man into my land. But if you know my secrets and you still want me.
Kama, Kama, Kama Sutra with me, yeah, yay. Kama, Kama, Kama Sutra with me, yeah, yay. . We tried position 31. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. It was terrific fun, uh, uh.