surge eliminates remorse for mankind Hopelessness, domination freezes in the mind Dormant hatred lies in state Hands of death await your fate Concession
Powersurge eliminates remorse for mankind Hopelessness, domination freezes in the mind Dormant hatre lies in state Hands of death await your fate Concession
corsage Avant que je m'amourache De votre petit chignon Je vivais comme un apache Je bouffais comme un cochon Je veux bien bergeronnette Vous faire une concession
OK, lucha en Francia, en Rusia, Paraguay, India, SOmalia y Mexico, Malia, Australia, Colombia, Nueva Zelanda, Laos y tutti cuanti ! J'peux meme pas
Il y a des jours ou le soleile arrive tout droit d'Italie, Il y a ces lieux ou plus qu'ailleurs tricher c'est interdit, Il y a les Lunes ou le whysky
Oh oui! Moi j'aime regarder le soleil, fermer les yeux, puis sourire, Jeter des pierres dans la riviere pendant cent ans ! Alors que dois-je faire maintenant
ton corsage Avant que je m'amourache De votre petit chignon Je vivais comme un apache Je bouffais comme un cochon Je veux bien bergeronnette Vous faire une concession
How many Americans do we have in here tonight? In the days following September 11th last year Everybody that was a poet or a writer or a song writer
surge eliminates remorse for mankind Hopelessness domination freezes in the mind Dormant hatred lies in state Hands of death await your fate Concession
[introduction:] Please, let's have a big welcome for jethro tull. Whoop! Hello. hang on, press on. be back with you in a minute. I'd better not open this
American girls and American guys We'll always stand up and salute, we'll always recognize When we see old glory flying, there's a lot of men dead So we
in oceani di sogni infranti Promesse dimenticate cadute come foglie dai rami Che vita di una vita in cui ci si addormenta come dire non ne ho colpa La vista Concessa
Your talent outshines all that I could ever do or say and me and my jealousy, I stole your songs and passed them off as my own As much as I would like
Walked on through, never bothered to see Never realized what it meant to me So unfocused, so unfocused Some things remain unnoticed Chorus ?take for granted
Set on how we come to terms no one listens no one learns doors are locked the witches are burned fresh face stale irony affords an audience that pays