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Překlad: Santana. Ballin '.
Tell me it's not true Say it's just a story Something on the news Tell me it's not true Though it's here before me Say it's just a dream Say it's just
the ball and chain.. it's all we've got.. it's tearing me down.. it's holding me back.. I'd hope that real killers put it all over the line let's take
The air is leaving here It's getting hard to breathe, I'm choking The fracture was innocent A miniature compromise that exploded Inside my atmosphere
This song was first released on the Autograph album. It is the only album it has been released on. He was stranded in some tiny town On fair Prince
He was stranded in some tiny town on fair Prince Edward Isle Awaiting for a ship to come and find him A one-horse place, a friendly face, some coffee
I don't know where I go wrong - Everything I do just takes so long. I don't know what's up with me I'm swinging from a branch of my family tree... So
Let there be light Let there be joy Let there be love And understanding Let there be peace Throughout the land Let's work together In harmony Let's build
J: what the hell is wrong with you? ya always make a scene. you gotta push me to the point where I just wanna haul off and smack you. L: what do you
Hey im the champion of good times and funk, so move your feet and lets pawn these tragedies. tell me whats on your mind these days. i may not give a fuck
So you think you know what's going on inside her head You think she wants your money but it's you she wants instead When you think about the things that
The ball and chain.. it's all we've got.. it's tearing me down.. it's holding me back.. I'd hope that real killers put it all over the line let's take
One was enough to get him this far And two would just complicate things He says, "you'll be sitting pretty In a dark room in the city Cause one doesn
Let There Be Light Chorus: Let there be light Let there be joy Let there be love And understanding Let there be peace Throughout the land. Verse:
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