be there To pass a friend in need just doesn't seem fair We'll realize that there's no sense in running away To love the Good Samaritan way I know
Superbowl patriots cheer half-time propaganda, fake titties, tooting trumpets. "FREEDOM" is in lights and is shitting itself out of Post-Hippy "Call me
s harder than I can tell I'll do all I ever can So stay in my arms" she says The black sky fills me with A treacherous sense And I wish myself far away
know where to go) We?re handed everything We take for granted everything we get And I just don?t know why But don?t you ever think that we were friends ?Cause I?m a bad Samaritan
the fray No more Samaritans ever'd be stopped on the way No more inns for exposure or men with the means to defray No more Samaritans ever'd be stopped
He was moving towards me like a deadly hurricane Well the eye was on the sparrow but i was in the rain Rolled into town and blue was smoke into my eyes
Traducción: O Darin. Way Samaritano.
Traducción: Os samaritanos Mal. Meu coração estava quebrado.
Traducción: O Carlton. Samaritano Love.
Traducción: Os longos invernos. Samaritano.
Traducción: Propaghandi. Superbowl XXXVI Patriot (Enter The Mendicantes).
: A esas chicas alegres de la calle que derraman perfumes en la noche con las alas abiertas por si hay alguien para invitarlas a alcanzar... la luna.
I saw a man Dressed in rags, with a staff in his hand Begging for a penny to survive [2nd Verse:] How poor a man can be I gave him hospitality A room, a