[Carlos Cavazo - Kevin DuBrow - Frankie Banali] Baby walks, baby talks Baby got them voodoo thoughts Baby pants, baby chants Baby does the back street
chispa para conquistar si sus monedas lo pueden comprar ellos se olvidan de lo artesanal. Se olvidan de lo artesanal ellos se van a olvidar de lo artesanal
Tłumaczenie: Amazing Rhythm Aces. Big Ole Brew.
Thrice the brinded cat has mewed! Thrice and once the hedge-pig whined! Harpy cries: " 'tis time! 'tis time!" Round about the cauldron go, in the poisoned
: Tired Of This Done With That Never Satisfied With Where I'm At I Sit And Think What To Do Just A Motherfuckin' Bore Without A Clue Shot My
: The Dust Distorts The Sound Last one Left in This God forsaken Town Tarnished All Your Memories Your Smile's A Front At Best As You Stare Out The
: I feel my wheels have come undone I've fallen off my tracks Lord, I need your guiding hand If I'm to make it back Oh, make it back, back, back..
: Come, Take My Hand Let Us Walk For A While Your burden of pain Replaced with a smile For The Peddlers Of Death Come Calling One More Time Bearing
: Out of touch You're out of time Left alone Yourself to find Bound & chained by your silence Things to be known If it awakens, Just Where.. Where
: [Instrumental]
: Everything's been after me All My Life I just refused to see Take me in from the storm Come And Rescue Me Under the wings of mother mary Doing
: {Anchor my soul no more Low Down} - [backwards] You leave me hanging high Lost my sense to confide Blanks, confused and empty Yet overcome with
: Mother come pick me up I feel I've lost all that I knew In this forest full of lies You're all that's ringing true Oh, by my world Black Pearl
: 2...3...4...I Drank All My Fucken Brew and I Ain't Gots No More.... Feeling so damn tired Running on desperate fumes For the end is Always near,
: The light in the window is a crack in the sky A stairway to darkness in the blink of an eye A levee of tears to learn she'll never be coming back The
: Lay To Rest Bury The Dead Tomorrow seems to turn so fast Alone in the boiler meltin' me down Ain't the first, won't be the last So Many People
: Lord, I Question Whether I've had my fill Lord, I Question whether I can take much more you may laugh as I lay here bleeding no more afters or befores