We came from the far North. summered in Crimea. deserted the armed forces. had to disappear. made it to the free West. on a chartered flight. so we could see what.
We came from the far North. summered in Crimea. deserted the armed forces. had to disappear. made it to the free West. on a chartered flight. so we could see what.
We came from the far North. summered in Crimea. deserted the armed forces. had to disappear. made it to the free West. on a chartered flight. so we could see what.
If you're dreaming, son don't you rise,. I never get lost, so deep into eyes. I won't give up until you give in,. But I know you must realize. . I could be good for you,.
If you're dreaming, son don't you rise,. I never get lost, so deep into eyes. I won't give up until you give in,. But I know you must realize. . I could be good for you,.
Song: London. LONDON (poem of William Blake [1757-1827]). I wander thro' each charter'd street. Near where the charter'd Thames does flow,. And mark in every face I meet.
I want a new girl, the kind everybody wants. The kind that shout it out and then we laugh it off. I'll be a terrorist and she will be a looter. Eye of Fatima painted on her motor scooter and.
I'm only pretty sure that I can't take anymore. Before you take a swing. I wonder what are we fighting for. When I say out loud. I wanna get out of this.
Since I was a little kid,. I tried to get out of my head. Trapped on a playground,. I'd stare up at the sky. I didn't even know why. . But daily life took an evil shape.
Every thought that I repent. There's another chip you haven't spent. And you're cashing them all in. Where do we begin to get clean again. Can we get clean again.
Justice comes into your life and then you'll know. You'll know. Justice comes, justice let it come. I get the justice coming for you and I. I get the joy joy when it comes my joy,.
Plannin' my attack just before you come back around. Maybe I'm wrong but I don't know how to back down,. I never fit it, I don't belong. But you know it doesn't matter when we feel strong.
Thanks. Thanks a lot. I got a broken heart. That's all I've got. You made me cry. Now I cried a lot. I lost your love honey. Thanks a lot. . Related. .
Miles of desert fly, the quiet of dawn.. I ride the winds of morning to see the man that's burning.. *** BurningMan. Miles of desert fly, the quiet of dawn..
Thanks thanks a lot I got a broken heart that's all I've got. You made me cry and I cried a lot I lost your love baby thanks a lot. . Yeah you told our friends I was just passing by and you're not sorry to make me cry.
(words by william blake [1757 - 1827]). . I wander through each chartered street,. Near where the chartered thames does flow,. And mark in every face I meet.
Thanks thanks a lot I've got a broken heart that's all I've got. You made me cry and I cried a lot I lost your love baby thanks a lot. . You told our friend as I was passin' by that you're not sorry that you made me cry.