there's a sinister feeling brewing bout a women and her non-stop yap in a couple weeks she'll be stewing bait the hook of a tender trap spend your money
Can't seem to sew a single hole In my pocket, Lord, I've tried Yeah, money talks, I should know Mine always says, goodbye And I know that money can't
I down this bottle of wine, I don't know how to feel but I don't mind the buzz As the night moves slow you look more and more like someone I could
That's not your bottle Nor what's inside I guess they brought it Just for them How did you get in? That's fucking right None of my friends would bother
Come on, come on, come on, come on I am overground and outselling it, since God thinks I don't exist The beatings happen per minute This is not blue
I recognize that typical, cynical smile you wear on the front row I can hear you telling everyone about the other show You're the one with all of the
tan toda, no hay. (Ven dame tu boca) , vendame tu boca, (Entregame tu boca). Mi boca linda, mi boca chula, mi boca loca, mi boca boca. (Ven dame tu boca
Today I watched the sunset in the East Turns out it was the sunrise (And I walked a path as I told a story) (I watched you through your window) I
Frank zappa (lead guitar, vocals) Ray white (rhythm guitar, vocals) Eddie jobson (keyboards, violin, vocals) Patrick o'hearn (bass, vocals) Terry bozzio
Ever felt you've been at the bottom of the barrel There isn't any sunlight and there's no room To extend your arms and legs Have you ever felt like someone
White lightnin', it's said will shatter your head And drive the old memories right out of your frame So I got me a bottle and I open the throttle But
Hey girl, you know, you drive me crazy One look puts the rhythm in my hand Still I'll never understand why you hang around I see what's goin' down Cover
Turning over in interrupted slumber You ponder others, growing ever wakeful You've locked the vermin in the other bedroom To be so perfect causes you
a somra do ar me queima E e verdade que sem ti eu morro de pena Sim e verdade que sem ti eu morro de pena Misteriosa era a tua boca Misterioso o meu
comigo os estragos da noite (escondo meu rosto entre escombros da noite0 um ditador deposto marcas no rosto um gosto amargo na boca uma certeza so uma
todo mundo e eterno ontem ano passado antigamente amanha ano que vem ano 2000 todo mundo e moderno todo mundo e eterno da boca pra fora do fundo do coracao
Voce pega um cigarro Me poe na boca E no sentido de arriscar outro cigarro Voce nao come nao tem fome Isso e verdade Ou ou Ou Voce e um rock roll suicide
interessar por alguem? E se ela, de repente, me ganha? Quando a gente gosta E claro que a gente cuida Fala que me ama So que e da boca pra fora Ou voce