terça-feira, 4 de setembro de 2007
quinta-feira, 23 de agosto de 2007
quinta-feira, 9 de agosto de 2007
Grande banda
Tv on the radio - Wolf like me
Say say my playmate
wont you lay hands on me
mirror my malady
transfer my tragedy
Got a curse i cannot lift
shines when the sunset shifts
when the moon is round and full
gotta bust that box gotta gut that fish
My mind's aflame
Tv on the radio - I was a lover
We're just busy tempting, like fate's on the nod
running on empty, bourbon and god
it's been a while since we knew the way
and it's been even longer since our plastic priest class
had a goddamned thing to say
I was a lover before this war
Say say my playmate
wont you lay hands on me
mirror my malady
transfer my tragedy
Got a curse i cannot lift
shines when the sunset shifts
when the moon is round and full
gotta bust that box gotta gut that fish
My mind's aflame
Tv on the radio - I was a lover
We're just busy tempting, like fate's on the nod
running on empty, bourbon and god
it's been a while since we knew the way
and it's been even longer since our plastic priest class
had a goddamned thing to say
I was a lover before this war
Suede
High on diesel and gasoline
Psycho for drum machine
Shaking their bits to the hits
Drag acts, drug acts, suicides
In your dad's suits you hide
Staining his name again
Cracked up, stacked up, 22
Psycho for sex and glue
Lost it to Bostik, yeah
Shaved heads, rave heads, on the pill
Got too much time to kill
Get into bands and gangs
Oh, here they come
The beautiful ones
Loved up, doved up, hung around
Stoned in a lonely town
Shaking their meat to the beat
High on diesel and gasoline
Psycho for drum machine
Shaking their tits to the hits
You don't think about it
You don't do without it
Because you're beautiful
And if your baby's going crazy
That's how you made me
quarta-feira, 1 de agosto de 2007
terça-feira, 31 de julho de 2007
segunda-feira, 30 de julho de 2007
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