smoking on a cigarette I was waiting on a plane When I saw reality just go down the drain Climbing up the minarets Hiding in the den That 4-Way Diablo
Prevod: Monster Magnet. 4-way Diablo.
Sell it to a new generation You're kicking off your space and your time You got some bones in your closet The time is right And that's the way your spirit
was smoking on a cigarette I was waiting on a plane When I saw reality just go down the drain Climbing up the minarets Hiding in the den That 4-Way Diablo
I see many of you here, that can fake love I see many of you more, that can fake tough But the answer lies outside, that cyclone Such a pretty, pretty
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Well I made my fire in flesh And I keep time inside of my head Like a stone God, I drink from the moon But it's far away and over too soon I can crush
Take your pills, take your pets, and go rolling down the road I got a nasty little blues, thanks to your last episode Well you're so cold and I'm so
can take What kind of monsters have we made? Our minds have blackened out the sun We must remember what is real Oh, please, let's have our love again What kind of monsters
You're never going on vacation You're never gonna ride the wave You'll never make it down the blunt, yeah Now take the spirit of the age I swim the river
Hey babe, you got something for me Place another two in the crown Hey babe, that's really something to see A vision lighting up all the town I hear a
eye I gotta make that soul adoption Baby, in the hands of fools You gotta love that main attraction Because I ain't getting outta the pool Here we go I made it just the way
You're alive, you're alive, baby, you're so alive You're alive, you're alive, baby, you're so alive You're alive, you're alive, baby, you're so alive
I wanna skin, you're the rising sun Oh baby, you got that
Sun turnin' 'round with graceful motion We're setting off with soft explosion Bound for a star with fiery oceans It's so very lonely, you're a hundred
