Волынки и Web.
Ничего общего! Почти...

Ballad Of Sir Frankie Crisp (Let It Roll)

В рубрике: Тексты песен — 19.10.2012

Let it roll across the floor
Through the hall and out the door
To the fountain of perpetual mirth
Let it roll for all it's worth

Find me where ye echo lays
Lose ye bodies in the maze
See the lord and all the mouths he feeds
Let it roll among the weeds
Let it roll

Let it roll down through the caves
Ye long walks of Coole and Shades
Through ye woode, here may ye rest awhile
Handkerchiefs to match your tie
Let it roll

Let it roll, let it roll
Let it roll, let it roll

Fools illusions everywhere
Joan and Molly sweep the stairs
Eyes that shining full of inner light
Let it roll into the night

Let it roll, let it roll
Let it roll, let it roll
Let it roll, let it roll


Похожие новости.


P.o. Box 500

P.o. Box 500

DEAR ROBERT, I heard you was back in the slammer, you should havn known better Than to try it a second time, in the state of Alabama. I'm gonna miss your Midnight



Days

Days

Hold me tight Keep me cool Going mad Don't know what to do Do I need a friend? Well, I need one now All the days of my life All the days of my life All the days



Il Est Temps Qu’on Go

Il Est Temps Qu’on Go

[Intro] Adams au mike Lefa Sexion D'Assaut Sisi S?n? S?n?gal Ok [Adams] Akhi tu perd la m?moire Donc la gonjales Ici c'est Diallo A.K.A Nique l'inspecteur Gonzales Ok ok, moi j'suis pas l? pour coquer Dans l'illicite mais croquer Tant qu'y a mon ?quipe



All Hands Against His Own

All Hands Against His Own

He found all hands against his own, He found all eyes were lookin' down, And the sun had left and gone, All his friends could not be found, Don't talk about, don't think about



The G.O.D.

The G.O.D.

The G-O-D Aiyyo, check it out...It's God's Son I know I always give you clowns a little lean to come out Cause I drop every two years...but it's over now, you know? Hah [Chorus] The




Нет комментариев

Комментариев нет.

Извините, обсуждение на данный момент закрыто.