ترانه:
Giant Bear

Well there's no more honky-tonks in Nashville All the patrons either died or moved to L.A. And the jukebox only plays the ghost of Broadway Lord I'm

There?s a devil on your wall And when your house burned It was all you saw There?s a devil on your wall And when it called You decided to stay There

Seven golden chariots in tow, a wonder to behold The Seven Lords of the Mountains of Time There then arose where nothing really stood there before A giant

of God soliciting perjury The prosecution, political prostitution The more money you pay the further away solution Legal actors, Babylon's benefactors Masquerading as the agency for the clients Hypocritical giants

be my friends I might need an alibi it all depends And I don't give a fuck if you don't like it, suck this I'm a small giant, that's trying, dying to

born. - Call of Jotunheim - JOTUNHEIM Jotunheim, Call the Giants of Chaos, all the wolves of Jarnveden, all the darkness of Utgard! Call the Jotunheim! Beware the Giants

, everyday the ghetto youths dead up Mi ask the leader, him a di arranger Fi mek poor people surround by danger Fly an the roach an giant mosquita Sewage

me ho, don't pass go, just go straight to jail With no probation or bail but this ain't Monopoly It's Jolly Green Giants 'cause we smoke so much Broccoli

feelings. Time to shut the door Just No more Running away, let's do it Free from the ties that bind No more despair, or burdens to bear Out there in