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... máme s priateľom romantickú chvílku s Jemnými melodiami!!
"honey, here's a quarter go put it in the washing machine"
je to super text
maybe I should kill myself
Maybe I'll get drunk again
I'll be drunk again
I'll be drunk again
To feel a little love
I will reap the storm.
You saw me sliding away from the sun
And tomorrow,
who will come
and put their hand over mine,
mine with the burning shape of a gun
Your soul belongs to me
Trapped in here for eternity
Always here with me
Suffer the soul, suffer the soul
Suffer the soul, suffer the soul
Weak spineless bastard
God among the weak
You are far from who you claim to be
Oh baby, we'll be old
And think of all the stories that we could have told
There's only tears
There's only pain
There is no love here
So what will you do?
There's only lies
There's only fears
There's only pain
There is no love here
hovno hej idem rovno
na ceste leži hovno
kopnem doňho
choď do pi*e hovno
a idem rovno
I can see a love restrained
But darlin' when I hold you
Don't you know I feel the same
I know it's hard to keep an open heart
When even friends seem out to harm you
But if you could heal a broken heart
Wouldn't time be out to charm you
show me who I am
'cause I can't believe
this is how the story ends
fight for me
if it's not too late
help me breathe again
no, this can't be how the story ends
Trying to make it
So I never see your face again.
Time to throw this away
Want to make sure that you never waste my time
again.
even if it was for just one day"
...lebo Viva je super rádio
Mr. Brownstone
He's been knockin'
He won't' leave me alone
Wouldn't take "no" for an answer you fucking bitch!
Sex v lese v mercedese, len té verejné WC, té nechce.
Hungry for that flesh of mine
But I can't compete with a she wolf who has brought me to my knees
What do you see in those yellow eyes
Cause I'm falling to pieces.....
Couldn't be much more from the heart
Forever trustin' who we are
And nothing else matters
somewhere along in the bitterness
and i would have stayed up with you allk night
had i known how to save a life..
( mam disko vecer)
(never dies... never dies...)
In a garden of endless grief
My forlorn soul of misery
Where peace and rest can never dwell
hope never comes
i see no pont in going on
Still i dream but i know i dream a lie
so i close my eyes and i sigh
a life of shattered dreams i can no longer bear
i enter thee eternal sleep
Go tearing through my senses
It's for the strong, not for the weak
In light and dark dimensions
It stimulates, regenerates
It's therapeutic healing
It lifts our feet up off the ground
and blasts us through the ceiling
Between the eyes
I hear it screaming
And it electrifies
Your inner feelings
Hot shock waves charge the air
All heads are banging
Fists pumping everywhere
Guitars are cranking
Heavy Metal. Heavy Metal
What do you want
Heavy Metal. Heavy Metal
What do you want
and I feel that I'm being misled
See I'm a little concerned for I've recently learned
of the swastika tattoo on your head
And it makes you smile when you hear "Sieg Heil"
You love the smell of a burning cross in the yard
You do goose step salutes in your Doc Martin boots,
and you quoted "Mein Kampf" in our 5th anniversary card.
I think you're a nazi baby,
Are you a nazi?
You might be a nazi baby...
You keep extensive files on the Nuremberg trials,
and you watch them whenever they're airing
I guess I should've known when you bought a new bone
for your puppies named Goebbels and Goering
You showed up late to our very first date,
I said "how are you" you said "white power"
Call me paranoid but I'm not overjoyed
when you ask me if I want to shower...
I think you're a nazi
Don't be lying baby,
Are you a nazi?
Are you anti-Zion maybe?
Your every dress is monogrammed SS,
you hold an Aryan picnic and bash
And it makes me irate when you say I look great
when I wear a little tiny moustache,
Your social politics say that races don't mix,
and you call it pure blood pollution
And whenever I'm sad, you say it's not so bad,
for every problem there's a "Final Solution"...
I think you're a nazi,
Give me an answer baby
Are you a nazi?
You drive a fucking panzer baby
You say that love is blind so how could I have guessed
But then again I met you at The Wagner Fest.
I know you're a nazi
And that's why I'm leavin'
I know you're a nazi
Sure as my name is Stephen, Lynch-Berg-stein.
Turbo boost - Gouche
No one should take themselves so seriously
with many years ahead to fall in line
why would you wish that on me
i never wanna act my age
How do you like me now?
On our drugs and our love
And our dreams and our rage
Blurring the lines between real and the fake
Dark and lonely
I need somebody to hold me
He will do very well
I can tell, I can tell
Keep me safe in his bell tower hotel
Tell me I´m your national anthem