: Mon Alice, Alice Araignee malteque Mon Alice, Alice Arachnee hichtek Mon Alice, Alice Pendue au bout de son fil Depressive l'artiste Exit, exit Dans
: Electric eel Swimming through the seas of the unreal Trying to land a deal for you to reinvent the wheel Electric eel Electric eye Pull the plug,
stand outside your virtue No one can ever hurt you Or so they say Her name is Alice (Alice) She crawls into the window Shaped in shadows Alice (Alice
: Im Alice, this is your wonderland! Come on everybody my roller coaster is almost leavin' oooh whoohoo... And we could take a ride through the night
donne ballano senza musica, uniche! Delicate e inafferrabili si muovono e la luna e gia piu bella! Poi ti prendono per mano e con amore ti fanno ballare la canzone
Adam was as happy as a man can be Til he started messin with an old apple tree Ain't that just like a woman Ain't that just like a woman Ain't that
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One half a billion miles away The lumanary man escapes What planetary ? freed To (lemon) shaped galaxy ? You brought me from another life Of work and
hear a voice that's cryin' That's not me The wheel goes round I hear a sound It's comin' out all wrong And I swear to you I never wrote that song I
When I was a boy I never played with toys Never had a friend Never laughed or cried much And when I was a boy My father was a man With a strict and sturdy
Nobody likes me It's all my fault Nobody likes me Nobody likes me Oh yes we all like you We like you a lot Yes we all like you Yes we all like you
Forever I'll enjoy you underchevement I gonna see you every day now if I can Why then don't the night show really matters I still wake on the fields
a song, it was wrong from it`s very first conception Seemed I struggled on every line It wasn`t fast, wasn`t pretty, wasn`t serious or witty The song
Love song take one I love you, I'm not coming back bitch I think I should say something I can't see, I can't feel anything, I can't I can't Wash
new make snap her neck or trade in for new make the nothin' song sticks to your mouth like peanut butter on the brain nothin' ever stays the same the nothin song
When I walk down the streets at night All the brothas they just stop and sigh They say hey baby what you doing tonight Why don?t you get down in my car
The time has come for me to start packing I?m folding the shores of my life into valises I can?t stand this desert heat no more I?m going away, I?m going
CHORUS: I don't want a pickle Just want to ride on my motorsickle And I don't want a tickle 'Cause I'd rather ride on my motorsickle And I don't want
