you go You can find it You can make it As long as you only know that In times you feel so cold In times you feel so cold And when it gets you
Traducción: Fool's Garden. Fria.
Anywhere you go You can find it You can make it As long as you only know that In times you feel so cold In times you feel so cold And when it
Milk, milk, honey) Receding hairlines She's all right, touchin' my body She's all right, on my computer She's all right, sellin' me watches (Milk, milk, honey) She's
little Hitman's in the house my nigga Sisko's in the house my nigga X motherfucking Raided's in the house Kilo and Kilo G's in the house and Kilo's homies
act funny for the money if ya rollin' in dough, she'll treasure ya instead of a pager she carries a cash register it's cool for the fool that just happens
in his uniform She plants her garden in the spring He does the winter shoveling But summer's just a sneeze in a long, long, bad winter cold Soon she
Millhaven And it's small and it's mean and it's cold But if you come around just as the sun goes down You can watch the whole thing turn to gold It's
over there in the corner? She may be here but she's very far away Once the night's getting old and you think you're getting closer You'll be the fool 'cause she's
much that l can't replace Now it's cold and lonely here in this summer place Scarred by the problems of an ego that's been burned So many lessons now that a fool
millhaven And it's small and it's mean and it's cold But if you come around just as the sun goes down You can watch the whole town turn to gold It's
Cold as steel the darkness waits, it's hour will come A cry of fear from our children, worshiping the sun Mother Nature's black revenge on those who waste
garden Slipping through the silhouetted skylines Aesop sidewinds jaded Don't wind up war painted into the jungle the solution's not intrusion The starving
it, power That's not the way to do it, paradox No, it's your world, no, it's your world No, it's your world, no It's your world It?s scaring me [Inaudible
he looks so cute in his uniform She plants her garden in the spring He does the winter shovelling But summer's just a sneeze In a long-long-bad-winter cold
