Okay stop. Okay start. And please me, I don't care how. Stop me and please me now, Oh, with your mouth. Big bad, big bad ate in a prison room. He's just
Oh this is what we need A line in the sand I would cross to here Before the tide comes in And you should be less rude You don't know what it might do
Music now, music now, music now.... Music now is quite amazing Musicians unite against the enemy Writing is a job, making someone look dumb is not So
Okay stop. Okay start. And please me, I don't care how. Stop me and please me now, Oh, with your mouth. Big bad ate in a prison room. He's just itching
I think about light, I think about lifting That bit of your mind, it's making you ill. I know it's not quite the custom in this country But if you never
Oh this is what we need a line in the sand I would cross to here before the tide comes in and you should be less rude you don't know what it might do
My good big deeds I'd say are more like plans than concrete By day we'll colonise, by night we'll bring peace Keep all your hopes to compile a crooner
up this afternoon and thought maybe today The world might be a more colorful place And no luck, it's still just grey Come back here What's the blues when you've got the greys
Me and Snake Talk about you Everyday I can't wait to See your face And he tells me he feels The same We lie awake We're tired but we can't Get to sleep
Love infectious wind we breathe. Fills up the portal that lust leaves. He yawns. She yawns as well. She yawns because she's bored. He yawns because
Music now, music now. Music now is quite amazing Musicians unite against the Enemy writing is a job, making someone look dumb is not. So if this song
