Тексты песен «Md.45»

MD.45 Chutney (Some Lyrics Are Sung Simultaneously Some Lyrics Are In One Speaker Only, Some Lyrics Are Backward Masked). From the lack of what he's takin' From His Hands Of Shaking From my mother I am torn Through...

Maybe you might have heard But no one spoke a word The day the planet cried The day the music died Each day another dream Killed by the music scene All access was denied The day the music died We paid for...

Don't wanna talk about it Don't wanna read about it Don't wanna hear about it Don't wanna see about it Some thing's funny about a medical physician Me lying on my back is his favorite position Designer behavior with...

Don't wanna talk about it Don't wanna read about it Don't wanna hear about it Don't wanna see about it Something's funny about a medical physician Me lying on my back is his favorite position Designer behavior with...

Fight, something's different Hate, something's different Fight, something's different Hate, something's gotta change Fight, something's different Hate, something's different Fight, something's different Hate,...

Freedom, justice, power of reason Peace, opportunity, compassion, equal equality These are the things we need The same stars shine on everyone We're blessed, we agree, we receive We'll live in peace till our hearts...

An old man cuts his face But not because the razor's dull It's from his hands shaking From the lack of what he's taking Not like an old man's memories His wrongs are still and forever Hoping mistakes will fade with the...

New York City, Hollywood, Philadelphia, New Orleans Cincinatti, San Francisco, Detroit City, Albequerque Reno, Tuscon, Dallas, El Paso Tulsa, Vegas, Denver, Seattle Tonight we stole the keys to the city Your town is...

I'm the demon, you can trust me I'm the demon as you can see I'm the demon, for you are free You'll be safe if you listen to me Just a taste is all you need You'll feel better with help from me Hungry for your brain to...

Dig in the trash, there's nothing to eat Sores on my tongue, sores on my feet Open the fridge, there's only pickles and beer Breakfast of champions, only things served in here Nothing is something I'll get some today...

All I need's a highway sign to destinate my life Play all night and drive all day, my job and it's my wife Once you get to going, there ain't no turning round Across the U.S.A. and back again to give the people sounds...

From the dust of which I came To dust I return again From my mother I am torn With my brothers off the war We escape before the dawn Trying to outrun the sun Take my own life in my hands Fearing God but never man Take...

Locked in battle hardened Deep despair and doubt A gaggle of grenades with All the pins pulled out A dog bit my hand, I'm crawling on the ground Asking for some help but no one ever comes Walking in a nightmare,...