Well who's that a writing? John the revelator Who's that a writing? John the revelator Who's that a writing? John the revelator A book of the seven seals
Inside a heart Of freezing boys Searching for the answer In a shiney dime Who beg for sleep And piece of mind Why must the aging page Decide? Me and
John the Revelator put him in an elevator Take him up to the highest high Take him up to the top where the mountains stop Let him tell his book of lies
(Chico Buarque - Sivuca, 1977) Agora eu era o heroi E o meu cavalo so falava ingles A noiva do cowboy Era voce Alem das outras tres Eu enfrentava os batalhoes
Up on the isle of Patmus A man was cast one day As he was left alone to die He began to pray The Holy Ghost fell on him The Spirit, he came down Well,
Aufsteh'n ist schön (wer sagt das) aufsteh'n. ist schön und heimlich die Familie noch schlafen sehn. Aufsteh'n ist schön (wer sagt das
Das bißchen Haushalt macht sich von allein sagt mein Mann. Das bißchen Haushalt kann so schlimm nicht sein sagt mein Mann. Wie eine Frau
Das bißchen Haushalt macht sich von allein Sagt mein Mann Das bißchen Haushalt kann so schlimm nicht sein Sagt mein Mann Wie eine Frau sich
I?ve been hanging on so long, I?ve been living on my own, Waiting for you. I?ve been helpless since you?re gone, Getting tired of being alone, Keep thinking
Pergola 55, 30 kids come alive Doorbell, ring-a-la, whining at the playground Mothers call, mothers scream, gotta sleep, had a dream Boom box, booty shave
Well, itA's not a very hard thing to prove so I canA't understand now. Seems they forgot all about when Christ very nicely told them "I AM", now. But
Tell me who's that writin'? John the Revelator Tell me who's that writin'? John the Revelator Tell me who's that writin'? John the Revelator Wrote the
Holy John lives down by the water Bathing sinners and he wants your daughter Telling people that they'd better repent Telling your daughter it was him
Tell me who's that writin', John the Revelator Tell me who's that writin', John the Revelator Tell me who's that writin', John the Revelator wrote the
[wyclef jean] This is not the burial, it's the ressurection Hey kids gather 'round (all around the world) It's dj muggs, with wyclef (yeah, all around
on absinthe way you see But now i see what shark eyes do Demystify, yes i was always degrade You swallowed my chocolate covered grenade Iggy and bob they had one too Johanna
I see you now Oh fill me now I feel it's coming down My voice cries out And I only hope That you're the one my voice will fall upon I play my cards
Well I've been atop the mountain I've been down below Been in the sky, down the valley