You gotta beat the drum kid and gotta beat it louder doesn't matter what they say doesn't matter no complaint you gotta beat it harder 'till the rythm
Drop me a line from heaven dead penfriend there i heard it's only peace and love peace and love and not a word i wonder what's wrong with heaven please
There is a tale I often tell about a boy who chained the world with his own hand the became old and lost his grace and every moment drew a line on his
heretical poetry and italian wine please take me away from the modern times freedom means nothing when you're out of luck but nothing is freedom if you
Nella testa di mio padre ci sta come un temporale pochi lampi di genio nazional popolare ci sta un canto di sirena tipo un suono sempre uguale niente
bon elles sont toutes la a se promener les tantes aux gros lolos qui coutent pas cher leur cul c'est le cadeau pour les bonhommes de cette ville exceptionelle
Sweet sweet baby punk lullaby he's milky tall and skinny got hands petite and clean he's a kind of girl he looks so much younger a sort of dorian
Io sono un uomo soltanto un uomo e non vi chiedo nessun perdono Scappa! Scappa! Scappa! Io sono un uomo ed in quanto uomo decido io quello che sono Scappa
I'm wearin' Fur pajamas I ride a Hot potato It's ticklin' my fancy Speak up, I can't hear you Here on this mountaintop Oh oh oh I got some wild, wild
Un reggimento di poveri operai di partito una scopata per caso e l?anello e gia al dito e poi a ventenni crescevano coi denti cariati i perdenti da loro
