each breath. Turning the pedals into paper, I?ll kill us all before I'm through. Pull out my heart; Tear at my lungs so I don't feel this anymore.
Prevod: Ko Nič. Ta pesem je smešno.
don't write love songs. What is it that we sing then? Our love of life is total, everything we do is an expression of that, Everything that we write
guilty look on face and shirt that reads: I didn't do it! Is it on, is it beyond basic Does it ice grill you or is every song faceless? Does it have
to admit...this is a rather awkward situation! Harry: That's right! stage-craft is one thing, but this is ridiculous! where did that stimulating little
I've traveled small and lonely down the byways of this giant land Like a country western Lilliputian too afraid to stop I'm at the bottom of the food chain whereas I once
I dropped out of college The god of law thought he would go on his own Is still knowledge, knowledge Kinda ridiculous the way I get in this shit Some
is this Heseltine with his corrupt lies? Who is this Thatcher with her arrogant deceit? These hideous mutants cast their shadows Across all that is worthwhile
FISH, but you'll have to admit . . . this is a rather awkward situation! Harry: That's right! Stage-craft is one thing, but this is ridiculous! Where
with guilty look on face and shirt that reads: I didn't do it! Is it on, is it beyond basic Does it ice grill you or is every song faceless? Does it have
time I dropped out of college The god of law thought he would go on his own Is still knowledge, knowledge Kinda ridiculous the way I get in this shit
