wrong is everything we need maybe. And still the beds are burning, burning in our sleep. Take me away from everything I see. And we'll dance on the ashes
Översättning: Beautiful Girls. ... Och vi kommer att dansa på The Ashes Of vad som finns kvar (aska).
the beauty of the rainbow fills your head Crescendo of colours hang in tune, Man why oh why d'ya have to die so soon? Ashes to ashes and dust to dust
plated It make a young girl steez, yo, feel outdated And know the married chicks shopping with they man's hated One stone on her finger was green, Maybeline Cover Girl
what it is (what it is) When all the weed is gone nothing but ashes, (ashes) The DJ plays the hottest new songs and all the classics (classics) Girl
light from my wings to make us fly together Guide my people to a place like what you imagined My duty now is to God There's no more beauty pageants we
And I shot click like that fool shot Kennedy What's the remedy Hennessey Coke If you cut all your money you'd still be half broke Ashes to ashes smoke
Someone had sent us? When hours of Time come And the Dark meets the Dark When the Boy is blinded by sun And the Girl turns to dust When two Cups are
"Abel was able," so Vivian said Her shoulders flung forward, her lips in a purse She talks like the beauty that she never was Of the fabulous wild nights
, ultra magnetic, this MC, MCs, MCs, MCs freeze I'm not afraid of you niggas, I'm ready for the masses I keep it tight like spandex do asses Palmer's cocoa butter for the ashes
ponds... [JACK] No, squeeze, pal... [CINDERELLA] Ahhh... Quick, little birds, Flick through the ashes. Pick and peck, but swiftly, Sift through the ashes
man you chauffered i think i wear white cash mear coat if its 20 below i only live 8 miles from the city of dope i sport that Perry Ellis girl you should
into my ashes Dance around my body Just because I'm dead don't kill the party Rock 'n' roll never looked so beautiful Rock 'n' roll never looked so beautiful
earth Weighed my brain for to see what it's worth Lights out, they're throwing blondes at the bonfire Beauty's burning but my backbone feels so cold Little girl
Because they need all those french girls with all their kiss curls And powder in their guns And the seven finns with their deadly grins Tend to measure beauty
of girls and people who want to know where you stand but in your sackcloth and ashes you'll never make them understand. Sackcloth and ashes. Sackcloth and ashes. Sackcloth and ashes
Street Take ya fucking homey, where my girl be? The only fucking way you can excite me is Mary Jane One for the treble, two for the bass She's my beauty
