It's tasty, it's like a cupcake It's cotton candy, it melts in your mouth And lately I been gettin' hunger pains When you lick your lips while you check
(Grunts) Check It Out Another Fuckin Sampler, I Won't Even Front, I'll Fuckin' Tell You All About Our Shit Simple And Blunt, And If You Take The Time
Birds are singing in the trees As we rise up in a beautiful morning But I can't hear that beautiful sound 'Cause I'm permanently yawning What about the
(Narrator) Guess what? In his bed Pharaoh Had an uneasy night He had had a dream that pinned him To his sheets with fright No-one knew the meaning of
(Narrator) Nest day, far from home The brothers planned the repulsive crime (Brothers) Let us grab him now Do him in, while we've got the time (Narrator
The light from the window falls on the floor and after it breaks I cut my feet on the little bright pieces I glow in the dark But only when night falls
Dull care day, I pretend Leave behind as my eyes fade Sucking lips and finding sick Behind the sane of your life Old friends take a walk and die What
I love your eyes, my dear Their splendid sparkling fire When suddenly you raise them so To cast a swift embracing glance Like lightning flashing in the
Well I lay my head on the railroad track Waiting on the Double E But the train don't run by here no more Poor poor pitiful me Poor poor pitiful me Poor
Shot in the dark I'll wait for your Dull gold heart I'll wait Must give it away Laid to rest Save themselves Please Promise me now All your love You
Won herself a pass to some far off moon It was second class but what's to lose And looking out her window she could more than assume That you can't see
Saturday night, we look alright We're going out boring Paris, France London town NYC, boring Nothing thrills us anymore No one kills us anymore Life
Woke up this mornin' Feelin' low Where my loved one used to live She ain't there no more Poor me Why such bad luck fall on me? Poor me I'm living in
Come and take a look at what I got inside Steppin' up to me will make you question your mind So step up step up and eat a piece of your pride Even the
Damien: Everybody hates me! Mr.Mackey: Why do you suppose that is? Damien: Because I'm the son of the devil! Mr.Mackey: Uh huh that's a good start,
There comes a day that I will be six feet under I'm playing guitar in the Empire Of The Dead then Friends will cry, flowers decorate my coffin But how
Should'a Stayed In Bed All Day Today Watched Neighbors And Home & Away Instead We Had To Go To School It 'Aint Fair, It 'Aint Kewl... Chorus #1 School
ich sitze auf meinem Stuhl und ich schauen aus dem Fenster und ich stell mir wieder mal die alten Fragen wo komm ich her, wo geh ich hin und wie viel