The Last Temptation of Reid

Lard lyrics

Lard lyrics

"Sylvestre Matuschka Lyrics"

Mystery Dance (Demo) Lyrics
Romeo was restless, he was ready to kill. He jumped out the window 'cause he couldn't sit still. 'N' to Juliet was waiting with a safety net. He said "Don't bury me 'cause I'm not dead yet".<


Red Alert from the Dairy Queen
To the Vatican from Panama City
Yeh... Yeh...
Calling Pope John Paul, ole buddy, ole pal
Hey - lemme crash at your place for a while
Yeh... Yeh...
I know I've shot your priests all full of holes
But you forgave the guy who shot you
I'm being persecuted, man
Let me in, let me in
Yeh... Yeh...
Voodoo priestesses and interplanetary crackYou Could Meet Somebody Lyrics
Chorus You could meet somebody, you never know From brief encounters habits grow Into giant oaks that hide the sun Life in the shadows ain't no fun It's easy g
r /> I shall be released, thanks to my red underwear
Dignity Battalions terrify and rule the streets
Pictures of the Smurfs tattooed on the sides of their jeeps
When the mouse that roared
Bites the elephant that feeds
Ringmaster cracks
20,000 whips
Yeh... Yeh...
All I did was double-cross the CIA
G.E. and Lockheed do that every day
Yeh... 'Aw yeh...
The Gringoes siezed all my
Transylvania Lyrics
Fukai kanashimi kara nogareru tame ni mizukara shi o manekou to shite ita demo sore wa ooki na ayamachi datta tada yasuragi ga hoshikatta dake na no ni Kimi no kodou o kono te ni kikinagara<
pottery frogs
And teddy bears dressed in cammo fatigues
The Hitler poster by the Christmas tree
Save me, Tipper
They're blasting Bon Jovi at me
At me
Voodoo priestesses and interplanetary crack
I shall be released, thanks to my red underwear
Sex with boys and girls in my chopper high in the sky
When kinder gentler bombs
Explode in thousand points of light
Cara de Pina - Muere!
Echoes Lyrics
it's always too early to speak..." the fire found a new gathering place the day you packed your things and ran away to save your face from seeing me this way anymore and the riv
Muere!
Cara de Pina - Muere! Muere!
Corrupto! Asesino!
Asesino!
The place is surrounded
I can't get away
Even sent the Stealth bomber
Just to prove it'll fly
For Yankee teen anguish
Use Pineapple Face
As American as where Coca Cola got its name
Yeh... Oh yeh...
I promise, monsignor, you can trust me
I'll even goon tour with David Crosby
Yeh... Yeh...