Kumba ya-ya Oh my soul, of my whole ya-ya-ya Price so right, my whole ya-ya-ya Born into this world a baby You're mind is clear as the air Time passes
[Music & Lyrics: Peavy Wagner] What we feel, it might be so unreal And what we know, it's under construction We have learned, the truth, it can be turned
Bye bye boy, yeah Children play, women produce Kids killing kids, just for the juice Now Africa, is lookin' for the truth But it's gonna take a while
There's a place just south of Witches' Valley Where they say the wind don't blow And they only speak in whispers of her name There's a lady they say who
Sing me a song, you're a singer Do me a wrong, you're a bringer of evil The Devil is never a maker The less that you give, you're a taker So it's on and
Gather the wind Though the wind won't help you fly at all Your back's to the wall Then chain the sun And then it turns around and face you As you run,
It's a long way to nowhere And I'm leaving very soon On the way we pass so closeTo the back side of the moon Hey join the traveler if you got nowhere
Throw me a penny And I'll make you a dream You find that life's not always what it seems Then think of a rainbow And I'll make it come real Roll me, I
On top of the sky Is a place where you go If you've done, nothing wrong If you've done nothing wrong And down in the ground Is a place where you go If
On a moonless night by a shadowless wall, I sit and listen to my radio. And I wonder tonight is it heaven or hell. For weeks at a time I'm the good
Ich lief weg, ich brannte durch Bevor ich laufen lernte Schlief mit dem Himmel überm Kopf Im Regen der mich wärmte Wollte wissen was hinterm
Once I awoke the shadow of your smile had crossed my mind How could I know this was your last goodbye That's slipping through the windmills of the night
Sing me a song, you're a singer. Do me a wrong, you're a bringer of evil. The devil is only a maker,The less that you give, you're a taker. And it goes
[Originally performed by Black Sabbath] Sing me a song, you're a singer do me a wrong, you're a bringer of evil The Devil is never a maker the less that
Fame costs and right here's Where you start paying Have a drink, alcoholic Grab a coat, shopaholic Grab a bite, anorexic Intellectual, I'm dyslexic
Heaven can be cold Baby, baby, when you lose control Everybody needs someone to love Be carefull in the nights He can't hurt you more Baby, baby, as he
eyes of pain each other's out again we will show you will cross the pain and I know I don't have to search for more eyes of pain and again I've been knocking
I'm not guilty, I have nothing to say, uhm, I'm innocent! (Chatter) I want a revolution! When? Now! Tall as houses Small as spiders Undefined this buzz
