: Warum nicht mal Urlaub machen? Mein Tag ist grau hier und ich wei?, es ist der Strand auf den Plakat, die Sonne hei?t und sie sagt: Komm lass die
: Sabrinas really like dolphins Les Sabrina aiment bien les dauphins Teachers prefer their girl students Les profs de fac c'est plutot leurs etudiantes
Street-wise pigeon we see you Camp on the sidewalk if we don't Hear you anymore Where did you loose your voice And how did you loose the trees
Well, I had me a pigeon By the name of Fred But I done shot him In the head Had me a railroad Down on the ridge But I done blowed up The bridge
Disingenious and tame Everybody makes mistakes, sometimes CHORUS: Woodpigeon in strip light Does it every night It's a feeling that's around (x2)
(Marcel Lefebvre / Paul Baillargeon) Une colombe est partie en voyage Autour du monde elle porte son message De paix, d'amour et d'amitie De paix,
Il me regardait dejeuner Il etait du genre silencieux, Mon pieu Mais quand je lui changeais les draps Ca le rendait tellement heureux Je crois, mon pieu
Moonshine I'm waiting for a love that never comes Moonshine Wishing for a time that never was I'm waiting for a time For truth to call I'm waiting for
Drive with me Do the things you won't believe Drive with me Past the city and down to sea Crushing dreams Leave me be I cannot sleep Drive with me Past
Sie kam zu der Party, schon wie noch nie Aber leider mit ihm Wie hab' ich ihn beneidet um sie Als ich mit ihr tanzte, traf mich ihr Blick Der mir vieles
Papa was a rolling stone But I wanna be the cover of a rolling stone Only I know that I can do it alone Only I know that I can do it alone. August
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Martian men are coming to earth They're abducting all of the jerks Martian men are coming to earth Martian men don't take me Pods are landing from outer
Come back to me my little bird the flowers are in bloom your lovely eyes are too come back to me you lesbian feminist I hate you like my father and I
Struggling like a fly against the glass It's not clear why I can't blast Straight through Behind all the brightest smiles Twist the tortured, tortured
London, did you have to take my child away? you buried him under rent and low pay. I've been cyling in circles round your empty streets. i've been
Crowded streets and shopping malls Sleeping bag and chairs made out of walls In an endless stream of a trickle down This is poverty A light to help
Sabrinas really like dolphins Les Sabrina aiment bien les dauphins Teachers prefer their girl students Les profs de fac c'est plutot leurs etudiantes