IN PARADISE WOULD IT SATISFY YOUR EVERY NEED TO SEE THROUGH ADAM'S EYES FIND THE NATURE OF OUR CREED THE SOUL IS BORN TO RISE AND IT'S POSSIBLE TO BELIEVE
Oversettelse: Die Happy. Adams Øyne.
BE IN PARADISE WOULD IT SATISFY YOUR EVERY NEED TO SEE THROUGH ADAM'S EYES FIND THE NATURE OF OUR CREED THE SOUL IS BORN TO RISE AND IT'S POSSIBLE TO
far That's how it was. We had a simple wedding You looked beautiful in white And I recall your mother's blessing On our wedding night. I wish you every happiness
I've got two arms that reach for you I've got two eyes that watch for you And I've got a heart full of love it's true for you you you I'd take the moon
the shape of things to come Why? this now girl Will we kill each other Like adam in chains I want revenge Like adam in chains I want revenge Adam in
you That's... mathematical madness I'm on, the savage, the strong The marriage, a bond of havoc and song This massacre's on as if Picasso laced you There's
seconds on the corndogs But there's no reason to shout Everybody gets enough food Down here in Lunchlady Land Well yesterday's meatloaf is today's
Name is MC and I claim to be Star material like astrology Punk rock, hip, and R&B Watch me blend it up like a daquiri It's why all the honey's be mackin
late to take it back this time The silence here is deafening So afraid of what shea??s thinking Did I just scare her off or make her mine? Her beautiful eyes
with a 3 ft. rope. Am I happy? He don't give a fuck. OLD MAN: Hey goat! I'm gonna beat your head in with the hickory stick! ADAM: Sometimes he uses his fists-a. He's
talk And how ya stare at me with those undress me eyes Your breath on my body makes me warm inside Let's make out - let's do something amazing Let's do something that's
this music, how can anything be clear? Let's wait and see it may just be the perfect year. (THEY dance.) NORMA It's New Year's Eve and hope are high
with you They've got you in ropes and they're prodding you all night The lion must roar if the crowd's gonna fill up the stands Right now it's a struggle
being happy you get used to it, used to it, used to it... I like to thing about the clouds... How they are moving Sometimes it's nice to stay home... When everybody goes out It's
and strange conversation Love's on the lips of all forms of engagements All queuing to see tonight's play A man behind me talks to his young lady He's happy
now my heart is frozen All the phoses and growsin Happy and after native in my soul I prayed on the unmovable Yeah clinging to the adam's of rock Seasons
